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10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S9xRR-bzIbI/AAAAAAAAAqY/T34-O4MUuWk/s320/snapshot1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466333416980160946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S9xQui30-dI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/4KAFyljzqiU/s1600/snapshot1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S9xQui30-dI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/4KAFyljzqiU/s320/snapshot1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466332808286108114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.I know I haven been Blogging for weeks.My last entry was written before school opened.It has been 3 weeks to be xact.Well life in school have been amazing.I get to see my "husband"Amy everyday since We go to school together every Day and got to eat once in a while lunch with my denise darling, she always keeps me happy I love her company and ofcourse since I am in the same class as babygal Rach,I wont say we have gotton closer since we had always been close I think she is one of my friends that I can never not be close with because I can never hide anything from her and she always knows whats happening with me.Now that we are in the same class We get to see each other in person more which I &lt;3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new class is quite amazing.The girls have been friendly and we all have a good time.Though the boys DOTA, they always do their work first so we dont have any problems and the boys are funny they have got a lame dotaish sense of humor which is so adorable ahahha.School modules have been so tough I always have to skip my lunch and stay back to finish all the work.Stessful but someone told me that If you love what you do than nothing is impossible and everything will be a joy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some random pics since sch opened :&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098836018686698153-7339624303845060677?l=myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7339624303845060677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2010/05/updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/7339624303845060677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/7339624303845060677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2010/05/updates.html' title='Updates !!'/><author><name>Citizen 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sitting down and crapping cant update the pics cause babe is so busy and she has all the pics and met my homie rebbie we went to town we shoped at forever21 and hula and co which was dam cool i bought a dam sleeek purple blouse and the pics are with rebbie and she also too busy with her orientaion in sp congrats honieee and yeah thats preety much it and ofcourse My mum is fabulous now she is so caring and gave me money to shop i guess after all the fights we have formed a good bond after all the fights and to some people who they claim to be my friends I mean if you only keep coming to me when you have problems and you claim you are here for me GET OVERYOURSELF SWEETIE. Any way that day Amy sweetie sent me a sweet sms she is so real maybe thats why she is my bff oH and another great ews was my new class One of my closest friends Rachel is in the same class a sme and I love her she is one of my closest friend and I am so happy we are in the same class We are gonna rock Love you Babe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I can update many pictures tomorrow as I will be going on a spree and Will catch up soon chao ppl &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Love is overRated~                   XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098836018686698153-3409855574720642617?l=myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3409855574720642617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/3409855574720642617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/3409855574720642617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Citizen Journalist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00701660008345091251</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/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s-AEmGNTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jVXOFhj6T5w/S220/bandslam+5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098836018686698153.post-6419499314711388616</id><published>2010-03-31T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T01:53:13.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My BEst Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S7MNacimecI/AAAAAAAAAqI/575QFgqDvJg/s1600/KNCA0RWZDYCATHLXGRCA21THO6CA3IQA3DCAEV7P8KCARCJY9RCA46S86QCA6QAL4WCAO310S0CA9UN84RCAACHZA7CA3SILL1CA2BCVKHCAHDHM4YCALRI5DUCA6ZP7WXCA3TE71NCATZ9N0BCAG2O78T.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 125px; height: 95px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S7MNYqtZGlI/AAAAAAAAApo/s2xuPN0JxAM/s320/89CASS6EOSCAS53TOLCAMN7UCWCASI79R8CAGG1L8TCA2FQC5CCA5B2BBUCAT4QP1UCAC5542ECAPDYE6RCAS9Q838CAZ2OOKTCAMYWZ3KCABXE9FLCATITE6XCAE1HO9FCA6G3P4GCA3RJNTBCA6GT9YA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454718291108502098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i told you bloggies that Diamons are womens best friend.But do u know who is my actual best friend???&lt;br /&gt;setalocohc&lt;br /&gt;Yes its chocolates!WHen ever I am sad or moody I just much on these chocolates they make me feel so happy after that My true best friend!! hehehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098836018686698153-6419499314711388616?l=myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6419499314711388616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-best-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/6419499314711388616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/6419499314711388616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-best-friend.html' title='My BEst Friend'/><author><name>Citizen Journalist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00701660008345091251</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/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s-AEmGNTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jVXOFhj6T5w/S220/bandslam+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S7MNacimecI/AAAAAAAAAqI/575QFgqDvJg/s72-c/KNCA0RWZDYCATHLXGRCA21THO6CA3IQA3DCAEV7P8KCARCJY9RCA46S86QCA6QAL4WCAO310S0CA9UN84RCAACHZA7CA3SILL1CA2BCVKHCAHDHM4YCALRI5DUCA6ZP7WXCA3TE71NCATZ9N0BCAG2O78T.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098836018686698153.post-7660271630765710828</id><published>2010-03-31T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T01:45:33.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A bit of peek</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S7MLhPSDjxI/AAAAAAAAApg/jj2kqKaBz_o/s1600/T0CANMASVYCA7K9SSICANFO2TNCAHJTZQKCAY2RISPCA6M41FZCAMOOWCUCA7AWMCXCAHE50XUCARAI9RBCAIVVM7ACAL09FOXCAPEH48PCABPW5LZCAN2SR12CA7WF4MTCAVX9AG4CAOXJ747CA981YR3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 124px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S7MLfrbwarI/AAAAAAAAApA/uLBjyCid0zo/s320/5ICANUJHIVCAWIG386CAECBTU2CAS8TJBLCAKLSQK9CAAHIIHTCAOHAU17CAPECU73CAQGMP53CACTAPT7CAT2OIR4CAF4X4XDCA5V6RXUCA7MDW5ICASLBM32CAB7W67PCADV3CK7CA59KST4CAYWFD2O.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454716212538796722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diamonds are girls BEST FRIENDS.How true.Diamons make girls glow,sparkle and most importantly it makes us look like princess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098836018686698153-7660271630765710828?l=myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7660271630765710828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/bit-of-peek.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/7660271630765710828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/7660271630765710828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/bit-of-peek.html' title='A bit of peek'/><author><name>Citizen Journalist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00701660008345091251</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/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s-AEmGNTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jVXOFhj6T5w/S220/bandslam+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S7MLhPSDjxI/AAAAAAAAApg/jj2kqKaBz_o/s72-c/T0CANMASVYCA7K9SSICANFO2TNCAHJTZQKCAY2RISPCA6M41FZCAMOOWCUCA7AWMCXCAHE50XUCARAI9RBCAIVVM7ACAL09FOXCAPEH48PCABPW5LZCAN2SR12CA7WF4MTCAVX9AG4CAOXJ747CA981YR3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098836018686698153.post-233168178966239315</id><published>2010-03-29T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T22:51:11.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vent!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S7GRR0cAkkI/AAAAAAAAAow/AV2Mr9kCrys/s1600/me+and+rach+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S7GRR0cAkkI/AAAAAAAAAow/AV2Mr9kCrys/s320/me+and+rach+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454300359042306626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S7GRRX296sI/AAAAAAAAAoo/J2Tk0g_VbI0/s1600/P290110_16.36_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S7GRRX296sI/AAAAAAAAAoo/J2Tk0g_VbI0/s320/P290110_16.36_%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454300351370750658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I just needed to vent.I have been having leg pain for over a week and yet no one really gives a fuck about it.Alot of people say family always stick together I just think it is a big bullshit all of them kind of care about their own life they rarely appreciate what you do but they will never fail in disappointing you in their acts. I love my mum and I will always be here for her but the rest I dont care.I hate being the person who thinks oh its okk its family we all love one and another NO more I have been so hurt recently being so nice to everyone whats the point in being nice to people when they dont give a fuck about you.I just want to spend my time with ones who truely care: Like my mum and my few close friends &lt;br /&gt;I wanna thank my close friends:Rach and Siok Yi for being there for me thanks sweet hearts &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;                              ~LOVE IS OVERRATED~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098836018686698153-233168178966239315?l=myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/233168178966239315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/vent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/233168178966239315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/233168178966239315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/vent.html' title='Vent!'/><author><name>Citizen Journalist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00701660008345091251</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/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s-AEmGNTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jVXOFhj6T5w/S220/bandslam+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S7GRR0cAkkI/AAAAAAAAAow/AV2Mr9kCrys/s72-c/me+and+rach+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098836018686698153.post-1018455233958602036</id><published>2010-02-22T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T06:55:03.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S4KahtiFCTI/AAAAAAAAAog/IK6aVae2UMc/s1600-h/blogger.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 144px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S4KahtiFCTI/AAAAAAAAAog/IK6aVae2UMc/s320/blogger.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441081203765872946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am so lucky to have sweethearts that care and love me for who I am And I just want them to know that I love all of them &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098836018686698153-1018455233958602036?l=myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1018455233958602036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/sweet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/1018455233958602036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/1018455233958602036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/sweet.html' title='Sweet'/><author><name>Citizen Journalist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00701660008345091251</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/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s-AEmGNTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jVXOFhj6T5w/S220/bandslam+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S4KahtiFCTI/AAAAAAAAAog/IK6aVae2UMc/s72-c/blogger.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098836018686698153.post-83817070051184921</id><published>2010-02-13T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T07:20:16.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amy darling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S3bCob2jApI/AAAAAAAAAoY/eLGriWgDLXM/s1600-h/22771_1095614806517_1711002340_186798_4096693_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S3bCob2jApI/AAAAAAAAAoY/eLGriWgDLXM/s320/22771_1095614806517_1711002340_186798_4096693_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437747600023552658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S3bCoN7ue2I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/PlUr_u1sTwo/s1600-h/22771_1095614606512_1711002340_186793_2073060_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S3bCoN7ue2I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/PlUr_u1sTwo/s320/22771_1095614606512_1711002340_186793_2073060_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437747596287179618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S3bCnyUfzPI/AAAAAAAAAoI/F7DepAoGJgE/s1600-h/22771_1095614486509_1711002340_186790_2660428_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S3bCnyUfzPI/AAAAAAAAAoI/F7DepAoGJgE/s320/22771_1095614486509_1711002340_186790_2660428_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437747588874882290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S3bCn4cil_I/AAAAAAAAAoA/9bHIHKVmQFQ/s1600-h/22771_1095614366506_1711002340_186787_7734862_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S3bCn4cil_I/AAAAAAAAAoA/9bHIHKVmQFQ/s320/22771_1095614366506_1711002340_186787_7734862_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437747590519232498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S3bCnTxFGgI/AAAAAAAAAn4/7_hgTa1RRoA/s1600-h/22771_1095614326505_1711002340_186786_5685729_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S3bCnTxFGgI/AAAAAAAAAn4/7_hgTa1RRoA/s320/22771_1095614326505_1711002340_186786_5685729_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437747580673268226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I had an amazing time with Amy It was our fun day out together I know so cool right I just love how I can be myself and be so retarded babe i love you no matter what happens I will always be here for you right &lt;br /&gt;Ya and we are having our valentines day on wednesday as we had planned to go to Little India to eat and them go to sim lim square to get my new charger YAY! and maybe do some shopping and on friday most probably going over to her place to play the guitar and sing and make a whole lot of noice hahaha.Any ways I enjoyes everysingle moment We spent at town from eatign at sakura to taking pictures to walking around it wa so so cool love ya babe &lt;br /&gt;And happy anivesary to you and Nesh so happy that you guys are going strong at least he doesnt loose the tumb drive you see and enjoy your first valentines day with him pls come back with romantic stories and not failed ones hahaha &lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics to show the ridiculous photo shott we had in the middle of town, Well what can you expect when 2 crazy gals are together right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098836018686698153-83817070051184921?l=myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/83817070051184921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/amy-darling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/83817070051184921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/83817070051184921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/amy-darling.html' title='Amy darling'/><author><name>Citizen Journalist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00701660008345091251</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/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s-AEmGNTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jVXOFhj6T5w/S220/bandslam+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S3bCob2jApI/AAAAAAAAAoY/eLGriWgDLXM/s72-c/22771_1095614806517_1711002340_186798_4096693_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098836018686698153.post-7693723650078802462</id><published>2010-02-13T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T07:07:21.708-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A'/><title type='text'>Denise darling  And some FAKERS !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S3a_5WDPA6I/AAAAAAAAAnw/7N3CTT4cQSg/s1600-h/DSCF0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S3a_5WDPA6I/AAAAAAAAAnw/7N3CTT4cQSg/s320/DSCF0011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437744591989048226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S3a_40ikE4I/AAAAAAAAAno/hzfLfdtxRB0/s1600-h/DSCF0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S3a_40ikE4I/AAAAAAAAAno/hzfLfdtxRB0/s320/DSCF0004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437744582993646466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I know Its been quite some time since I blog so many thing in mind you see so I had no mood.Well I used to think that fakers only existed in secondary school but well I guess I was wrong they even exist in poly.Well I dont understand whats wrong with being yourself and saying what you like why are people so coward I seriously don't get it so coward that they don't even want their opinion to be heard I mean if you dont like them then why are you still hanging with them right FAKERS. God get a life seriously..... &lt;br /&gt;So lets move on frome the bad side of fakers to the good side my wonderful darlings who are real to me.Firstly to Denise, Babe so sorry i can't meet you for lunch and stuffs have been busy with plans i already made.I only knew how important I was to you when one day I was chatting with u at 11 pm and I was so sad and you wanted to come over I love you babe just know that you are speacial to me k.... ANd how about us having a date on thursday afternoon yo. Love love you loads&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098836018686698153-7693723650078802462?l=myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7693723650078802462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/denise-darling-and-some-fakers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/7693723650078802462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/7693723650078802462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/denise-darling-and-some-fakers.html' title='Denise darling  And some FAKERS !'/><author><name>Citizen Journalist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00701660008345091251</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/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s-AEmGNTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jVXOFhj6T5w/S220/bandslam+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S3a_5WDPA6I/AAAAAAAAAnw/7N3CTT4cQSg/s72-c/DSCF0011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098836018686698153.post-3972094288788092263</id><published>2010-01-31T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T22:10:52.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All crushed with my homie in my crib</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S2ZwJxsJFuI/AAAAAAAAAng/d6WAoPYHRaA/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S2ZwJxsJFuI/AAAAAAAAAng/d6WAoPYHRaA/s320/9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433153313728698082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S2ZwJpnewGI/AAAAAAAAAnY/ihqyB_LmPp8/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S2ZwJpnewGI/AAAAAAAAAnY/ihqyB_LmPp8/s320/7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433153311561662562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S2ZwJU45_gI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/vbvsXHl3NY4/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S2ZwJU45_gI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/vbvsXHl3NY4/s320/6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433153305997606402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S2ZwI12vQ7I/AAAAAAAAAnI/GBfnHoGnpXQ/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S2ZwI12vQ7I/AAAAAAAAAnI/GBfnHoGnpXQ/s320/5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433153297667015602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S2ZwIsCuqVI/AAAAAAAAAnA/TTDfa-FdlDQ/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S2ZwIsCuqVI/AAAAAAAAAnA/TTDfa-FdlDQ/s320/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433153295032953170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So Athirah hasnt been coming school for so many days Denise,and I have been worried but she just doesnt feel motivated to come to school Babe if you are reading this come on babe UT coming up come school k... I am your motivation so you should come school to see my face hahaha but she promised me she will come ahah so she came over to my place out of all of the suddden cause she misses me how SWEET right i know&lt;br /&gt;So she came over and we talked and laughed about icegal and laughed and laughed and laughed and also watched the PUPIL and ate and crushed on my sofa and had a cam whoring session I love her she came at the right time and make me feel so happy thanks babe we share so many memories through all this time that i have really treasure those memories and come on babe get back yr motivation k..... &lt;3 you always &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098836018686698153-3972094288788092263?l=myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3972094288788092263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-crushed-with-my-homie-in-my-crib.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/3972094288788092263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/3972094288788092263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-crushed-with-my-homie-in-my-crib.html' title='All crushed with my homie in my crib'/><author><name>Citizen Journalist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00701660008345091251</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/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s-AEmGNTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jVXOFhj6T5w/S220/bandslam+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S2ZwJxsJFuI/AAAAAAAAAng/d6WAoPYHRaA/s72-c/9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098836018686698153.post-403362290343890526</id><published>2010-01-31T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T21:41:45.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My day with my sweet heart= AMY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S2ZphD3cmQI/AAAAAAAAAm4/L_u5xslmmw4/s1600-h/P1015543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433146017163548930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S2ZphD3cmQI/AAAAAAAAAm4/L_u5xslmmw4/s320/P1015543.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S2Zpg_apGkI/AAAAAAAAAmw/0n7A7sNuwKY/s1600-h/P1015541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433146015968991810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S2Zpg_apGkI/AAAAAAAAAmw/0n7A7sNuwKY/s320/P1015541.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S2ZpgRRi6eI/AAAAAAAAAmo/M35un6lhDAc/s1600-h/P1015538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433146003582806498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S2ZpgRRi6eI/AAAAAAAAAmo/M35un6lhDAc/s320/P1015538.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S2ZpgO5WI3I/AAAAAAAAAmg/hrw72O8E04Y/s1600-h/P1015539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433146002944435058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S2ZpgO5WI3I/AAAAAAAAAmg/hrw72O8E04Y/s320/P1015539.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that day i was just way too moody alot of things on my mind I dont know if people keep thinking why do i have so much of emo things to write on my blog all i have to say is that everyone has their bad days and this year the responsibilities are increasing and due to that I am being easily stressed .Alot of my friends have said that i have changed As a friend when u ask for advice I give you if you dont want to take it I dont give a fuck anymore because it is your life and haaha i dont get angry and i remember the times in secondary school where every year my new year resolution was to control my temper but i always failed now i suceeded in it. Alot of people say I am much quieter now well I guess I only show my real craziness to the people I love since I know they will not judge me no matter how crazy or cranky i ever get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So let me continue,I was feeling moody and didnt have the mood to do all the work so i ended up going on a date with AMY and guess where we went ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to a playground.We ran around the palyground,Played the swing,threw sand, play see saw and many more cranky stuffs I just love her so much she partialled for me and always there for me when I need her love u babe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of course my lovable friends got worried after reading my facebook status and twitter and smsed and asked me thanks love u guys &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098836018686698153-403362290343890526?l=myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/403362290343890526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-day-with-my-sweet-heart-amy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/403362290343890526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/403362290343890526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-day-with-my-sweet-heart-amy.html' title='My day with my sweet heart= AMY'/><author><name>Citizen Journalist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00701660008345091251</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/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s-AEmGNTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jVXOFhj6T5w/S220/bandslam+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S2ZphD3cmQI/AAAAAAAAAm4/L_u5xslmmw4/s72-c/P1015543.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098836018686698153.post-6459470323347947706</id><published>2010-01-11T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T06:59:47.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love and pissed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s8VW7uhbI/AAAAAAAAAl4/QcDL866vAls/s1600-h/me+and+rach+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s8VW7uhbI/AAAAAAAAAl4/QcDL866vAls/s320/me+and+rach+10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425496513728906674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s8U7rP9jI/AAAAAAAAAlw/5IyoFtNTrWI/s1600-h/Image147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s8U7rP9jI/AAAAAAAAAlw/5IyoFtNTrWI/s320/Image147.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425496506412037682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s8UhMXOyI/AAAAAAAAAlo/7r7qZIIGmOU/s1600-h/me+and+her.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s8UhMXOyI/AAAAAAAAAlo/7r7qZIIGmOU/s320/me+and+her.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425496499303168802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So O level results are out and to be honest I dont really care advise ?Make decisions by yourself so that when it goes wrong you dont blame any one sorry for this pissed off attitude that i m showing through my writing things have been very shitty for the past few days:Thanks to Amy,SiokYi,Joel.Afif(miss u ),even Nesh don't know him that well but too bad he heard me venting and all of them made me feel so much better thanks guys love loads... Sighs...ya been sighing for weeks cant wait for the month of July I will be getting as i have planned to rebond and dye my hair well thats my birthday gift this yr every year birthday i do something different last year i did treading this yr I am going to dye my hair and next year I am going to peirce my ear hole again at least this will make my life interesting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So ya I partialled class on Friday to alot of people's dismay but Ya was too tempted and i thought it was worth it though as I went out with Siok Yi ,Had too many blonde moments with her we did some shopping and then ended up laughing too much &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I dont really have the mood to blog so I guess.Amy darling just called me cause she was so so worried don worry babe I m fine you have fun later at our night chat we can talk more love all gals who are there for me including:Rachel and Mira love u gals too &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098836018686698153-6459470323347947706?l=myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6459470323347947706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-and-pissed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/6459470323347947706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/6459470323347947706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-and-pissed.html' title='Love and pissed'/><author><name>Citizen Journalist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00701660008345091251</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/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s-AEmGNTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jVXOFhj6T5w/S220/bandslam+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s8VW7uhbI/AAAAAAAAAl4/QcDL866vAls/s72-c/me+and+rach+10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098836018686698153.post-5953735331669612867</id><published>2010-01-07T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T06:18:23.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK IN POPULAR DEMAND</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0XsH-Ptu6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/XWMk5dshtQs/s1600-h/tumblr_kvuf71m8kA1qzilpso1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0XsH-Ptu6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/XWMk5dshtQs/s320/tumblr_kvuf71m8kA1qzilpso1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424000947949779874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all my friends liked my last check list on what gal looks in love and they kept bugging me to make another one so here i go &lt;div&gt;A checklist 2: 50 things that MAKE A GAL SMILE &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;took it from the facebook &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=129774286543"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=129774286543&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Tell her she is beautiful...she may deny she is, but she loves to hear it from you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Hold her hand at any moment (While Ur Walking) . . . even if its just for a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Hug her from behind..Like When She Is Just Standing There. (hold her as long as possible)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Leave her voice messages to wake up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Wrestle with her :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Don't go hang out with your ex or another girl that is crushin on you when shes not with you,&lt;br /&gt;you might not relize how badly it hurts her. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If you are talking to another girl, when you're done talking, walk over and hug her and kiss her....let her know she's yours and they aren't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Write her notes or call her just to say "hi"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Introduce her to your friends . . . as your girlfriend. . . it feels nice doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Play with her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Pick her up and flirt with her! (she loves it, even if she says put me down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Get upset if another guy touches her and she doesn't&lt;br /&gt;like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Make her laugh ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Let her fall asleep in your arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;15. If she's mad at you, kiss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you care about her, then TELL HER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Every guy should give their girl 3 things: a STUFFED ANIMAL(she'll hug it every time she goes to sleep),&lt;br /&gt;JEWELRY (she'll treasure it forever),&lt;br /&gt;and one of his T-SHIRTS(she'll most likely wear it to bed)&lt;br /&gt;or sweatshirts sprayed with his cologne!!&lt;br /&gt;and SURPRISE Her with flowers or something special occasionally.. that will make her smile.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Treat her the same around your friends as you do when&lt;br /&gt;you're alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Look her in the eyes and smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Hang out with her on weekends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.Kiss her in the Rain (girls love this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.Kiss her just for the heck of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Listen To Her When She Talks To You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Remember her birthday and get her something,&lt;br /&gt;even if&lt;br /&gt;its simple and inexpensive, it came from YOU. it&lt;br /&gt;means all&lt;br /&gt;the world to HER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. When she gives you a present on your&lt;br /&gt;birthday, Christmas, or just whenever, take it and tell her&lt;br /&gt;you love it, even if you don't (it'll make her happy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Always call her when you say you will, it may&lt;br /&gt;not seem&lt;br /&gt;like it, but it does hurt her and makes her think&lt;br /&gt;you don't&lt;br /&gt;care so call even if you can only talk for a minute.&lt;br /&gt;Girls&lt;br /&gt;don't necessarily have to have hour long&lt;br /&gt;conversations&lt;br /&gt;every night but its nice for us to hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;even for a&lt;br /&gt;quick "hello."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Give her what she wants...as long as it's reasonable! gah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Recognize the small things . . . they usually&lt;br /&gt;mean the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Don't flirt with her friends or your friends that are girls cause&lt;br /&gt;she'll feel left out and it might make her feel as though u have to find affection somewhere else. (ps- make sure others Know that u are HER boyfriend!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.hang out with her whenever you are free and u&lt;br /&gt;should feel free to hang with your girl friend anytime the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;31.If u care about her...please... SHOW her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.DON'T FORCE HER TO DO ANYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.When She Is Upset..Hold Her Tight (Tell Her How Much She Means To U)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Give Her Piggy Back Rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.Be a Gentlemen (Hold the door for her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Kiss Her On The Forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Express That You Miss Her When You Are Apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Tell her she is the Only One For You..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Dont hug her friends or your friends that are girls cause she'll feel left out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. If your listening to music, let her listen too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Sit in the park and just talk to her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Look her in the eyes and smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Let her take as many pictures of you as she wants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Hang out with her whenever you are free and u should be free to hang&lt;br /&gt;with your girlfriend all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Sing to her no matter how horrible your voice is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Pick her over all the other girls you hang out with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Throw pebbles at her window in the middle of the night just because you missed her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Carve your names into a Tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Slow dance with her, even if there isn't any music playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;50. Call her sweety. (not baby)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Credits  from the facebook group  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=129774286543"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=129774286543&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;*cloverville*&lt;/i&gt;&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/4098836018686698153-5953735331669612867?l=myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5953735331669612867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2010/01/back-in-popular-demand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/5953735331669612867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/5953735331669612867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2010/01/back-in-popular-demand.html' title='BACK IN POPULAR DEMAND'/><author><name>Citizen Journalist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00701660008345091251</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/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s-AEmGNTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jVXOFhj6T5w/S220/bandslam+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0XsH-Ptu6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/XWMk5dshtQs/s72-c/tumblr_kvuf71m8kA1qzilpso1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098836018686698153.post-8146151027925572377</id><published>2010-01-07T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T05:45:42.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Success</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0XlRrpS8bI/AAAAAAAAAlY/Xrk_L160Y4M/s1600-h/sucess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0XlRrpS8bI/AAAAAAAAAlY/Xrk_L160Y4M/s320/sucess.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423993418174099890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road to success is not straight&lt;br /&gt;There is a CURVE called Failure&lt;br /&gt;A LOOP called CONFUSION&lt;br /&gt;SPEEDBUMPS called FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;REDLIGHTS called ENEMIES&lt;br /&gt;CAUTION LIGHTS called FAMILY&lt;br /&gt;You will have the FLAT TIRES called COMMITMENTS&lt;br /&gt;But if you have a SPARE called DETERMINATION&lt;br /&gt;An ENGINE called PESERVERANCE&lt;br /&gt;A DRIVER called GOD&lt;br /&gt;You will make it to a place called&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                               SUCCESS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098836018686698153-8146151027925572377?l=myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8146151027925572377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2010/01/success.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/8146151027925572377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/8146151027925572377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2010/01/success.html' title='Success'/><author><name>Citizen Journalist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00701660008345091251</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/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s-AEmGNTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jVXOFhj6T5w/S220/bandslam+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0XlRrpS8bI/AAAAAAAAAlY/Xrk_L160Y4M/s72-c/sucess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098836018686698153.post-1771652604844338905</id><published>2009-12-26T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T06:22:57.568-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dont miss u</title><content type='html'>It doesn't hurt&lt;br /&gt;But when I think of you&lt;br /&gt;And all the things we'll&lt;br /&gt;Never get to do&lt;br /&gt;I don't dream at night about the way we were&lt;br /&gt;I tore out the pictures, cross out all the words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be fooled by all my tears,&lt;br /&gt;Cause everything is fine&lt;br /&gt;And you can pick up all the pieces&lt;br /&gt;That you left behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I never think about you&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;br /&gt;I don't miss you at all&lt;br /&gt;I don't miss you at all&lt;br /&gt;You don't spin around in my head&lt;br /&gt;It's like you never existed&lt;br /&gt;And I hope you don't call&lt;br /&gt;I don't miss you at all&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not trying to fight it&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not trying to fight it&lt;br /&gt;So you can cross my name right&lt;br /&gt;off the wall&lt;br /&gt;I don't miss you at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go out seven nights a week&lt;br /&gt;It feels so good to finally be free&lt;br /&gt;And I party like I never did before&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what in the world was I waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;Everything is perfect now&lt;br /&gt;Without you in my life&lt;br /&gt;You could pick up all the pieces&lt;br /&gt;that you left behind&lt;br /&gt;Cause I never think about you&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;br /&gt;I don't miss you at all&lt;br /&gt;I don't miss you at all&lt;br /&gt;You don't spin around in my head&lt;br /&gt;It's like you never existed&lt;br /&gt;And I hope you don't call&lt;br /&gt;I don't miss you at all&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not trying to fight it&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not trying to fight it&lt;br /&gt;So you can cross my name right&lt;br /&gt;off the wall&lt;br /&gt;I don't miss you at all&lt;br /&gt;I don't miss you at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just tell myself&lt;br /&gt;Girl forget the past&lt;br /&gt;No time for regrets&lt;br /&gt;No more looking back&lt;br /&gt;I'll forgive you more &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;Every single day&lt;br /&gt;Every step I take&lt;br /&gt;Is getting better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:130%;color:#656565;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;I DONT MISS YOU &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/4098836018686698153-1771652604844338905?l=myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1771652604844338905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-miss-u.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/1771652604844338905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/1771652604844338905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-miss-u.html' title='I dont miss u'/><author><name>Citizen Journalist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00701660008345091251</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/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s-AEmGNTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jVXOFhj6T5w/S220/bandslam+5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098836018686698153.post-6829909633942862565</id><published>2009-12-19T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T11:00:49.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me And Mira sayang</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Sy0izP3_EyI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/U5S1ar2zdkU/s1600-h/Image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Sy0izP3_EyI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/U5S1ar2zdkU/s320/Image.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417024190626599714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After so long i and babe talked and talked non stop it is going to be 3 am and we are still talking since she knows that i have turned into perfectionists and i like making lists for everything here is a list of why I love her so much :&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.She has a bitchy sense of humor like me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.I can be a bitch with her and she will never say anything and be a bitch back (We call ourselves bitches of the bitch )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.We have the same set of insecurities and can crap about it all day long for hours &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. We can vent, scream, yell,gossip and do almost everything together &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.We can talk about stars &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. We can talk about hairstyles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.We can talk about boys &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.We can talk about colour &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9.We can talk about food &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10.We can talk about shows &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the list goes on and on i love her so much as a friend and she was awake to accompany so that i wont be bored and every time i talk to her and the end of the end call i feel so happy i hope she feels happy too i love her as a friend we might have had some small fights but we always solved them and in the end the small fights only make us stronger people can say so many things about us that she doesn't write about me in the blog she doesn't hang out with me i think they should shut the fuck up I and She just don't spend outside school as we have other friends but we do spend time by webcamming with each other at home and who are u guys to say we dont love each other and should end our friend ship she has always been there for me when i needed her and i dont need her to write about me in my blog as she always let me know how important i am to her so ya She is one of my closest closest friend so stop bitching about her esp T** Babe know I m always here for u and love u &lt;3&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/4098836018686698153-6829909633942862565?l=myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6829909633942862565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/12/me-and-mira-sayang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/6829909633942862565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/6829909633942862565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/12/me-and-mira-sayang.html' title='Me And Mira sayang'/><author><name>Citizen Journalist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00701660008345091251</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/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s-AEmGNTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jVXOFhj6T5w/S220/bandslam+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Sy0izP3_EyI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/U5S1ar2zdkU/s72-c/Image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098836018686698153.post-3427151286982332689</id><published>2009-12-17T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T06:13:28.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MeN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Syo31fr9abI/AAAAAAAAAlI/tcWEF3hin8g/s1600-h/14741_1169392876040_1264502422_30414158_1319102_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Syo31fr9abI/AAAAAAAAAlI/tcWEF3hin8g/s320/14741_1169392876040_1264502422_30414158_1319102_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416202894044916146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hahaha Doesn't it say it all i mean come on  &lt;div&gt;Men are hard to read so are women the fact is men and women are 2 different people so thats why they never understand each other sometimes we try to understand men but we fail like terribly. So what to do fall in love? sounds crazy My friend once told me : A women's life is never complete without a Men and a Men's life is incomplete without a women and I kind of agree to that Men and Women are created in 2 different way so that they will cover up each others flaws with each others strength. So what we do? Hmmm lets see... Leave me the comments at tag board cause I am confused myself &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IMAGES:CREDIT TO BAMBINO KAVITHA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098836018686698153-3427151286982332689?l=myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3427151286982332689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/12/men.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/3427151286982332689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/3427151286982332689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/12/men.html' title='MeN'/><author><name>Citizen Journalist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00701660008345091251</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/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s-AEmGNTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jVXOFhj6T5w/S220/bandslam+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Syo31fr9abI/AAAAAAAAAlI/tcWEF3hin8g/s72-c/14741_1169392876040_1264502422_30414158_1319102_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098836018686698153.post-7874082657722758700</id><published>2009-12-16T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T05:57:52.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A crazy check list</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Syjm6WzJpfI/AAAAAAAAAlA/TBYkgYNLrbU/s1600-h/1244893-1-young-love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Syjm6WzJpfI/AAAAAAAAAlA/TBYkgYNLrbU/s320/1244893-1-young-love.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415832442139944434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to a blog saw this check list and i thought it was so cool it might sound retarded but it was so cute and makes everyone go aww.... Credits to CloverVille&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;ets try this out...whats my checklists for a guy that i wanna be with..hmmmm...er...well number...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;love me head over heels...hahaha...like totally..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;2. can read my heart by looking into my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;look at me and tell me im looking awesome even if im not haha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;4. hold my face gently and if i asked you why say that u just felt like doing it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;hold my hand and pull me closer to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;6. tell me what you think about me, every now and then...even if it is a bad thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;date me!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;8. get excited over meeting me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;always up to sumthing to put a smile on my face&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;10. be the first to spot wats new on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;11. &lt;strong&gt;my biggest fan and my biggest critic...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;12. my gossip buddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;13. &lt;strong&gt;my best-hug mate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;14. appreciates me and tells me how happening i look, even if it is a lie..just so to make me wanna dress up for u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;15.&lt;strong&gt; call me out in the night...and insist upon meeting immediately..just to kiss me for the fun of or a bear hug (if u're not a hugs person, u're naturally out of the list btw)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;16. steal glances at me every now and then if i asked you why...say u're happy looking at your gf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;17. &lt;strong&gt;make a dance move with me in the middle of nowhere...just so u can enjoy the moment&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;18. do up my hair for me (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;19. &lt;strong&gt;tell me your opinion of my fashion and ask me to dress according to ur taste..just cos u want me to...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;20. my comfort zone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;21. &lt;strong&gt;click an eye contact with me when in public or with friends..tell me i love you wen no ones looking or hearing...hehehe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;22. play games with me..like scissors paper stone or chopsticks etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;23. &lt;strong&gt;dun be afriad to show me off me to the world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;24. call me and tell me u just called to hear my voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;25. &lt;strong&gt;tell me that im the woman of your dreams and you cant believe that you're with me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;26. u dunno wat ego means&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;27. &lt;strong&gt;you pour the love to me in person instead of virtual communicators&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098836018686698153-7874082657722758700?l=myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7874082657722758700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/12/crazy-check-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/7874082657722758700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/7874082657722758700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/12/crazy-check-list.html' title='A crazy check list'/><author><name>Citizen Journalist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00701660008345091251</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/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s-AEmGNTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jVXOFhj6T5w/S220/bandslam+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Syjm6WzJpfI/AAAAAAAAAlA/TBYkgYNLrbU/s72-c/1244893-1-young-love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098836018686698153.post-6525433447588689466</id><published>2009-12-15T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T06:41:30.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SxcMxdwf2rI/AAAAAAAAAhg/5FYOlXMUjA4/s320/snapshot+(27).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410807521250106034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SxcMxOu8dxI/AAAAAAAAAhY/Xh2LWlUBdQA/s1600-h/snapshot+(23).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SxcMxOu8dxI/AAAAAAAAAhY/Xh2LWlUBdQA/s320/snapshot+(23).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410807517217060626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SxcMwjEmeMI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/xukCMb0rAW4/s1600-h/snapshot+(24).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SxcMwjEmeMI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/xukCMb0rAW4/s320/snapshot+(24).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410807505496733890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SxcMwYdAM3I/AAAAAAAAAhI/nJdYEruQ97g/s1600-h/snapshot+(25).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SxcMwYdAM3I/AAAAAAAAAhI/nJdYEruQ97g/s320/snapshot+(25).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410807502646293362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SxcMwBPxBwI/AAAAAAAAAhA/TBacKVy3-O4/s1600-h/snapshot+(22).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SxcMwBPxBwI/AAAAAAAAAhA/TBacKVy3-O4/s320/snapshot+(22).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410807496416757506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so my cousin's wedding was finally over Phew... so much of work.... The wedding was hilarious like th priest was going out of point and started saying on why must a girl wear bangles and blah blah blah pity my cousin she couldn't control her laughter and what was my job there lets see it was to carry a big plate of sovineeers that are supposed to be given to thew guests it was very heavy...... but still i can consider myself lucky as there were more people doing more tedious work. after the wedding which ended at 10 we all headed back to my cousin's original home for some traditional things and then went to her own house while she went to the groom's house to light the lamp and then she headed to her own home where we welcomed her with open arms and we reached home at 2 am in the morning and by the time i took out all my ornaments it was 3 am and i was quite dumb to go to school the next day and the next day the faci pissed me off literally she pissed my whole team off ... I don't even know why people expect so much when their standard itself is not up to the expectations  I shall not bother about it so much i guess so here are the pics i took during the wedding enjoy as it is a limited edition to see me so traditional&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098836018686698153-6889838076357912787?l=myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6889838076357912787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-cousins-wedding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/6889838076357912787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/6889838076357912787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-cousins-wedding.html' title='My cousin&apos;s wedding'/><author><name>Citizen Journalist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00701660008345091251</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/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s-AEmGNTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jVXOFhj6T5w/S220/bandslam+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SxcMxdwf2rI/AAAAAAAAAhg/5FYOlXMUjA4/s72-c/snapshot+(27).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098836018686698153.post-3373143425144319566</id><published>2009-11-25T05:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T05:34:16.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Sw0yQnqpJYI/AAAAAAAAAg4/4iipkt0JIjg/s1600/16636_1063106553831_1711002340_127863_7873011_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Sw0yQnqpJYI/AAAAAAAAAg4/4iipkt0JIjg/s320/16636_1063106553831_1711002340_127863_7873011_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408033988648969602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Sw0yQfgC_ZI/AAAAAAAAAgw/wuFvL5NaLm0/s1600/Picture0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Sw0yQfgC_ZI/AAAAAAAAAgw/wuFvL5NaLm0/s320/Picture0017.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408033986457042322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Sw0yP2Rbk-I/AAAAAAAAAgo/futHo5Yp1TA/s1600/16636_1063108953891_1711002340_127868_602199_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Sw0yP2Rbk-I/AAAAAAAAAgo/futHo5Yp1TA/s320/16636_1063108953891_1711002340_127868_602199_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408033975389885410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Sw0yPX4C7XI/AAAAAAAAAgg/ymiH-YhozEE/s1600/16636_1063108993892_1711002340_127869_3486867_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Sw0yPX4C7XI/AAAAAAAAAgg/ymiH-YhozEE/s320/16636_1063108993892_1711002340_127869_3486867_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408033967230348658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok class have been getting better and better day by day i am having too many darlings already and one of them is my charmene darling.Had lunch with mumy (juliani) today we today and of course laughed till the KFC shook and I will be going to the gym with Amy darling tomorrow and I have a date with may sweet heart mira on 02/12/2009 &lt;3. My daughter is upset baby just know mummy willl always be here for u i am sorry you have a useless dad hahahaha he said he cant treat you crystal jade right dont worry mummy shall treat u k.... We have been taking alot of pictures so Khai tried being funny jacking me early in the morning so when he went down to buy curry puffs i didnt go i sent amy with them reason : I wanted to do something his lap top was open i went to his facebook and wrote something in his status like he is a big time sucker so everyone thought he wrote then when he come back he was like wtf too bad by then everyone commented and went and like his post the class found it hilarious and since khai was not petty he took it as a joke too then i ,seok yi and my daughter rushed to Facebook so early in the morning to write some emotional love quotes so that people will like we are so crazy and my cgnitive faci is nice at least she is not as shitty  as some others she takes our feedbacks so here are some crazy pics we took&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098836018686698153-3373143425144319566?l=myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3373143425144319566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/3373143425144319566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/3373143425144319566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-3.html' title='My &lt;3'/><author><name>Citizen Journalist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00701660008345091251</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/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s-AEmGNTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jVXOFhj6T5w/S220/bandslam+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Sw0yQnqpJYI/AAAAAAAAAg4/4iipkt0JIjg/s72-c/16636_1063106553831_1711002340_127863_7873011_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098836018686698153.post-783517670498718889</id><published>2009-11-21T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T05:10:49.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not another day.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Swfmb-ERmAI/AAAAAAAAAgY/vHkI_ZNBvCI/s1600/snapshot+(16).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Swfmb-ERmAI/AAAAAAAAAgY/vHkI_ZNBvCI/s320/snapshot+(16).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406543245873354754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Swfmbs9ZJdI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/UgSSih9pr2M/s1600/snapshot+(18).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Swfmbs9ZJdI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/UgSSih9pr2M/s320/snapshot+(18).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406543241281086930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SwfmbVpO7II/AAAAAAAAAgI/x_FW1tv_3fQ/s1600/snapshot+(17).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SwfmbVpO7II/AAAAAAAAAgI/x_FW1tv_3fQ/s320/snapshot+(17).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406543235022515330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhahaha i like how my life is so unpredictable and unimaginable.So lets see oh I had the worst team presentation on Thursday.Questions were being thrown at me like nobody's business.I felt like it was our opinion given the fact only me Daphne and asri did all the work it wasn't easy for us to do pdt,ws and ppt.It was our opinion and I don't mind questions being thrown at me  i have had the experience in my before class and i believe questions help to better our learning but it felt personal like it was our opinion and we felt we believed in it.We tried answering all the questions but at one point of time i couldn't take it i just wished they would all shut up.Wan Yi so realized that so she asked faci to hurry up to the next team and sorry to Jovier scolded him but he is a good boy he made me fell better after my presentation saying i m a nice person.Went to the toilet and totally broke down.At the end of it i felt like we didnt understand the problem statement and i felt like we failed.Thanks to all my darlings who helped me feel better:Amy,Charmene,Daph,Sin Ying,Jovina, WanYi,Amira,RuiHan,Rachel,Cloud,Jovier.&lt;div&gt;Oh and then i became better the next day and i have an extended family :Inclusive of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Juliani (mummy),Amy and Cloud(Husbands),WanYi and Jovina(sisters) and my daughter Ten singying which i had with my X.hahahaha We all went KFC for dinner my daughter's bf joined us and we were totaly crazy laughing and eating life's good and Amy,Sinying and I so called club at my house hahahah Amy came over she wasnt feeling that well emotionally so to cheer her up i on my disco light and we partied and we called sin ying through webcam and she saw how crazy we were &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098836018686698153-783517670498718889?l=myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/783517670498718889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/11/not-another-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/783517670498718889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/783517670498718889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/11/not-another-day.html' title='Not another day.....'/><author><name>Citizen Journalist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00701660008345091251</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/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s-AEmGNTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jVXOFhj6T5w/S220/bandslam+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Swfmb-ERmAI/AAAAAAAAAgY/vHkI_ZNBvCI/s72-c/snapshot+(16).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098836018686698153.post-4943476222137478461</id><published>2009-11-17T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T22:40:58.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I m sick !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SwOW6fFsizI/AAAAAAAAAgA/a3UMyMXNSRM/s1600/snapshot+(13).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SwOWIee-JBI/AAAAAAAAAeY/mRJcw6sDN3E/s320/snapshot+(2).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405329050140812306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SwOWIAq-teI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/piID_YusOBQ/s1600/snapshot+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SwOWIAq-teI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/piID_YusOBQ/s320/snapshot+(1).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405329042138117602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SwOWHlf0m0I/AAAAAAAAAeI/3nvbmOjDvwg/s1600/snapshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SwOWHlf0m0I/AAAAAAAAAeI/3nvbmOjDvwg/s320/snapshot.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405329034843560770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok nothing interesting is happening.Having sore throat for like 3 days on my way to loosing my voice sighs... i hate falling sick like it is a piece of shit i will not be energised and that suxxx so my dad is such a nice person and i like him more than  my mum now so its ok . Oh and my cousin wedding is coming and from next week on wards i will be busy she has bangles ceremony and the hennah ceromony very excited as i think i will be having fun with my cousins.So Amy is like in love and i am constatnly fighting with my "x" in class and the whole class think we are entertaing and Singing's problems are solved feel happy for her my mummy in my class juliani she take care of me  and seok yi i always crap with her so she is dam cool then peh yi had a burger flying on her laptop recently and daph still holds the title of the loudest person in the class and jovier now thinks he is funny la.. call me monkey.... and ya jovina got a friend who gave her flowers then me and my now new bf charmeine kept taking pictures trying making"X' jealous it didn't work sighsssss.... Hhahaha my class is fun then was talking to mira sayang all the way she came down my class too she is still the same miss her but she is always there for me . Wah... i m sick........ ok i need to stop whining ...... ok here are the pics we took with jovina flowers and thx jo for the strepsils&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098836018686698153-4943476222137478461?l=myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4943476222137478461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-m-sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/4943476222137478461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/4943476222137478461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-m-sick.html' title='I m sick !!!'/><author><name>Citizen Journalist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00701660008345091251</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/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s-AEmGNTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jVXOFhj6T5w/S220/bandslam+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SwOW6fFsizI/AAAAAAAAAgA/a3UMyMXNSRM/s72-c/snapshot+(13).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098836018686698153.post-2236855062866910882</id><published>2009-11-13T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T07:46:57.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Sv1_AHFUyVI/AAAAAAAAAeA/Quz50uziIV0/s1600-h/12162_1077741043332_1820431197_164671_2169569_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Sv1_AHFUyVI/AAAAAAAAAeA/Quz50uziIV0/s320/12162_1077741043332_1820431197_164671_2169569_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403614767792572754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Sv1-_7uTBxI/AAAAAAAAAd4/OD3S-wSMuUI/s1600-h/12162_1077741083333_1820431197_164672_1572863_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Sv1-_7uTBxI/AAAAAAAAAd4/OD3S-wSMuUI/s320/12162_1077741083333_1820431197_164672_1572863_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403614764743198482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Sv1-_sRwsxI/AAAAAAAAAdw/d9iuhPzvZiQ/s1600-h/12162_1077740963330_1820431197_164669_6853498_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Sv1-_sRwsxI/AAAAAAAAAdw/d9iuhPzvZiQ/s320/12162_1077740963330_1820431197_164669_6853498_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403614760596976402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Sv1-_ZbTRKI/AAAAAAAAAdo/sOY5ho8uUn8/s1600-h/10855_1059119214150_1711002340_120825_5635585_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Sv1-_ZbTRKI/AAAAAAAAAdo/sOY5ho8uUn8/s320/10855_1059119214150_1711002340_120825_5635585_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403614755536716962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok for those who keeps saying that i m lazy to update my blog well i have been having my UTs recently have been studying so didn't have time.So ya I went shopping for traditional attire for my cousin wedding on the 29 didn't like any of those i saw so i bought a saree but i m sewing it into a skirt and blouse kind if u know what i am talking about..... Ya my cousin having house warming on this Sunday so now all my family torturing me!! sighs no choice right?Sian!! S o everyone is either finding someone new or breaking up with someone they really like sad...... Well what to do life is full of ups and downs. but we must cheer ourselves up so to all my friends who are going through shit its ok see my face and u will smile hahahha ok kidding...... Lately i have been abit pissed cause i m sick sore throat but i still talk loudly so i don't think it  makes a difference. Hahahha but i have my sayangs(AMY AND SIN YING ) who literally stand me and the fact is they are louder than me so its ok.... And another sayang which i miss is MIRA we always chat on msn i miss her she is also retarded hahahha well my friends right so cant except much.....And i saw all my other darlings:Evi,Rachel,Freen,Felicia and the boys Yong Sheng, Kenneth and lilicon miss those times they were really sweet and nice ppl love them  Ya then that Khai keeps think its funny he keep jacking me can ?? I was like literally screaming to the faci to change my team cause Khai keeps jacking my team but it was all for fun i mean i think without him i will be bored to death can?? and i like his laptop cause of the keyboard and then Glenn becoming hyper nowadays we did changing msn nicks and stuffs then cloud keep asking question then i and Daph keep asking him shut up first time work with wan yi and sakina they were such a sweet heart fun working with them  but haha it was all fun. Then to charmane i wanna see u smile again.. the cutest gal in my class i think everyone will agree can?? ya then have i let out anyone who made my week great ..... hmmmm ..... Oh ya my mummy Juliani she is so sweet lo very motherly love her and also thanks to Jo for helping me in maths and my sem 1 faci for helping me too u guys are great..... Oh ya and my X boyfriend well , he is having so many affairs behind my back upon dating my own bff Amy he is also having my husband(the web and new media faci ) as his whife upon having the cognitive faci as his whife i know it suxxx he keep breaking my heart.... HAHHAHAH well its all for fun we have alot of fun doing this in class i think we entertain each othe oh and i think he has a secret crush on Gao Xiang can ?? Hhahaah so far this is IT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098836018686698153-2236855062866910882?l=myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2236855062866910882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/11/update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/2236855062866910882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/2236855062866910882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/11/update.html' title='Update!!!'/><author><name>Citizen Journalist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00701660008345091251</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/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s-AEmGNTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jVXOFhj6T5w/S220/bandslam+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Sv1_AHFUyVI/AAAAAAAAAeA/Quz50uziIV0/s72-c/12162_1077741043332_1820431197_164671_2169569_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098836018686698153.post-9078531953249382885</id><published>2009-11-06T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T06:12:23.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My week update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SvQuuC4NxOI/AAAAAAAAAdg/1ALgGZfRdPE/s1600-h/13063_1074240875830_1820431197_158490_7116158_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SvQuuC4NxOI/AAAAAAAAAdg/1ALgGZfRdPE/s320/13063_1074240875830_1820431197_158490_7116158_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400993221705581794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SvQutzZcEwI/AAAAAAAAAdY/7yyQ576Ibnc/s1600-h/13063_1074240915831_1820431197_158491_5130912_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SvQutzZcEwI/AAAAAAAAAdY/7yyQ576Ibnc/s320/13063_1074240915831_1820431197_158491_5130912_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400993217549964034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SvQutuOmmkI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/EoPAE7J3Qwo/s1600-h/13063_1074240955832_1820431197_158492_3627877_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SvQutuOmmkI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/EoPAE7J3Qwo/s320/13063_1074240955832_1820431197_158492_3627877_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400993216162339394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SvQutct3drI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Cd9Y4YqTI_4/s1600-h/13063_1074241035834_1820431197_158494_5218858_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SvQutct3drI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Cd9Y4YqTI_4/s320/13063_1074241035834_1820431197_158494_5218858_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400993211461629618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SvQutFjzRaI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ilgvqh0IBro/s1600-h/15140_172282978115_694998115_2741688_5425069_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SvQutFjzRaI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ilgvqh0IBro/s320/15140_172282978115_694998115_2741688_5425069_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400993205245396386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahhaha ok so days have been great i mean my communication faci was not in school so it made my week even better and for the more marketing UT got so much to write i think the first time i have ever written so much information for every answer but the answers can be found in the 6ps so i guess i need to thank sin ying for keep asking me move my lazy but from my sofa to go read through the 6p it was so helpful so thanks babe then in class i have a new mummy JULIANI she is very much of a mother figure she is from Indonesia and she reminds me of evi..... Hahahah and i got something against my "X" boyfriend in class ah i dont know what ah but when ever he present i keep scolding him i guess if u break up with me u die la.... hahah but it was all fun sakinah got scared heheehe then i and amy kept scolding each other like no body's weakness then jovier keep jacking me idiot we did a video i will upload tomorrow maybe amy haven edit. So sorry i cant go for the chalet =( i will make it up ya =( sorry cloud,jovina,daph i know u guys will miss me and oH congrats to AMY AND CLOUD for being the first runner up for the mr and mrs SIT. To me they are always my Miss and Mr SIT even the hosts who i think is preety agrees with me since she voted for them hehehe.Then today friday so I, amy,rui han ,Sin ying went KFC to chat and have our gals time feel so light after talking and shraing stuffs ya but we were not all emo we had alot of fun too and i saw my 2 babes mira and effah there they were sitting behind just turned and chatted awhile ....talking to mira is so good at times can any how scold ppl we don like hahaha quite fun ah i m sure babe will agree&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098836018686698153-9078531953249382885?l=myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/9078531953249382885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/11/hahhaha-ok-so-days-have-been-great-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/9078531953249382885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/9078531953249382885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/11/hahhaha-ok-so-days-have-been-great-i.html' title='My week update'/><author><name>Citizen Journalist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00701660008345091251</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/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s-AEmGNTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jVXOFhj6T5w/S220/bandslam+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SvQuuC4NxOI/AAAAAAAAAdg/1ALgGZfRdPE/s72-c/13063_1074240875830_1820431197_158490_7116158_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098836018686698153.post-8529878431425504039</id><published>2009-11-04T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T04:54:48.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My gals</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SvF5jCjv4ZI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/dQLgOq07qiE/s1600-h/Image147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SvF5jCjv4ZI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/dQLgOq07qiE/s320/Image147.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400231071083127186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SvF5S9dpnPI/AAAAAAAAAcI/Gq1IR24NBYw/s1600-h/6254_1027365143966_1820431197_61164_8156901_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SvF5S9dpnPI/AAAAAAAAAcI/Gq1IR24NBYw/s320/6254_1027365143966_1820431197_61164_8156901_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400230794837466354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SvF5Sv6DQiI/AAAAAAAAAcA/_lcjh85ptr4/s1600-h/4719_1006426060502_1820431197_8253_3559172_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 207px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SvF5Sv6DQiI/AAAAAAAAAcA/_lcjh85ptr4/s320/4719_1006426060502_1820431197_8253_3559172_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400230791198491170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SvF5SVVByVI/AAAAAAAAAb4/RLRBTopeE_Q/s1600-h/4719_1003564668969_1820431197_3239_2252738_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 204px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SvF5SVVByVI/AAAAAAAAAb4/RLRBTopeE_Q/s320/4719_1003564668969_1820431197_3239_2252738_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400230784063883602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to case conference in my brother school today my heart sank i watched the video sometimes i feel like i should be spending more time with him but i just cant poly life is so so stressful i have my own stuffs to do i just feel at loss but i know i have to start doing things slowly. Thank god AMY  came with me or else i think i would have broke down or something just too many things on my head but then after watching the video i gathered all my thoughts and AMY said she will help since she want to go on her way to become a phcyo*******hahahha she should know.....i miss all my girls..... Evi,Rachel,Mira,Fareen,Felicia  and Thirah cause at times i can just tell them everything or anything  and i will feel way much happier and lighter  ... i miss them so much....... now life is still going.... trying to stay strong i have to stay strong.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098836018686698153-8529878431425504039?l=myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8529878431425504039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-gals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/8529878431425504039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/8529878431425504039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-gals.html' title='My gals'/><author><name>Citizen Journalist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00701660008345091251</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/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s-AEmGNTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jVXOFhj6T5w/S220/bandslam+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/SvF5jCjv4ZI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/dQLgOq07qiE/s72-c/Image147.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098836018686698153.post-5350605686977738106</id><published>2009-10-31T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T09:34:28.982-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i d'/><title type='text'>An update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Suxm55IQW1I/AAAAAAAAAbw/rB56vxiEDB0/s1600-h/Picture0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Suxm55IQW1I/AAAAAAAAAbw/rB56vxiEDB0/s320/Picture0008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398803198084406098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Suxm5vpI2iI/AAAAAAAAAbo/kJHY7ASF2AE/s1600-h/Image146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Suxm5vpI2iI/AAAAAAAAAbo/kJHY7ASF2AE/s320/Image146.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398803195537971746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Suxm5QM72uI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GfZ2uzppz1w/s1600-h/Picture0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Suxm5QM72uI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GfZ2uzppz1w/s320/Picture0009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398803187098180322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Suxm5PchDCI/AAAAAAAAAbY/u4xIOTdpW_4/s1600-h/Image160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Suxm5PchDCI/AAAAAAAAAbY/u4xIOTdpW_4/s320/Image160.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398803186895096866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Suxm47qPGFI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/nWoDkBCNZAQ/s1600-h/Image147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Suxm47qPGFI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/nWoDkBCNZAQ/s320/Image147.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398803181583931474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m tired of complaining cause some facis are so freaking hard to please they think fun fair ahhh but now i gonna stop complaining i will just have to work harder for my As back and i will get them back....Need to study  for My Utsss gonna start tomorrow after finishing my gymming and reading my book.I guess i will start with cognitive and marketing.Me,amy, and singing will have to revise maths together asking jovina for help. Semester 2 is kind of stressful can? Sighsss.... i sometimes wish i can go back to secondary school but however i have a great class and wonderful friends to keep me off my stress....... My class think fun fair keep playing pranks that day when we celebrated Harith and Rui han birthday they took my phone and hid it then i took cloud phone and threaten him say i will read his inbox smses so he got me back my phone and Oh ya Amy and Cloud got selected for Mr and Ms SIT i m sure they can win all the best guys love yall =) i will be there to support like the previous time and yes i will definitely support yall..... Sad glen didnt get in maybe they are abit blind ...... So ya cam whoring was the only thing i did in W16R but now when that i m in W47H there is another thing i do that is to take videos hahhahaha only way to destress lo no choice&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098836018686698153-5350605686977738106?l=myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5350605686977738106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/10/update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/5350605686977738106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/5350605686977738106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/10/update.html' title='An update'/><author><name>Citizen Journalist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00701660008345091251</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/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s-AEmGNTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jVXOFhj6T5w/S220/bandslam+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Suxm55IQW1I/AAAAAAAAAbw/rB56vxiEDB0/s72-c/Picture0008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098836018686698153.post-1580646352987112135</id><published>2009-10-29T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T23:25:59.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The retardedness</title><content type='html'>Some how what i expected was so wrong.I expected my class to be like quiet but instead it is the total opposite can ? we are so crazy i think the whole level knows.So they started taking my shoe and chasing me around my class chair u know the rolling one ya... then they tr ied rolling me to the lift charmane helped me out of that then Khai and Cloud took my shoe and started throwing ard and i m suppose to be a monkey catching it. It was fun dam fun then we were so crazy in class  that during class Amy, singing and myself we had the urge to get married.... &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Wired right i know well thats us..... We were looking at wedding gowns talking about a multi racial wedding and i don't know what else we said cant remember..... Then we sang songs ya the three of us we sang avirl lavinge complicated and just had fun....... love the class it kind of fun and then we take crazy videos. Here are the videos  enjoy &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e3a64159145787f5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De3a64159145787f5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331306249%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2C19935EF7196E1CCD874F10203650668FE43B59.7BCE8E21C0A04C30468B9EEAA1D5CE3F65C4D922%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De3a64159145787f5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYWklKitQVw2wLz_7Awl3oteKQ3Y&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De3a64159145787f5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331306249%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2C19935EF7196E1CCD874F10203650668FE43B59.7BCE8E21C0A04C30468B9EEAA1D5CE3F65C4D922%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De3a64159145787f5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYWklKitQVw2wLz_7Awl3oteKQ3Y&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098836018686698153-1580646352987112135?l=myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1580646352987112135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/10/retardedness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/1580646352987112135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/1580646352987112135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/10/retardedness.html' title='The retardedness'/><author><name>Citizen Journalist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00701660008345091251</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/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s-AEmGNTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jVXOFhj6T5w/S220/bandslam+5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098836018686698153.post-7761777736691382395</id><published>2009-10-25T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T19:57:22.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Cognitive) G102 - 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Then i talked to dom (one of my best friends ) just love him so much actually i got so much so much to tell that buffalo he is like my big brother he is one of the people i turn to whenever i have issues and he knows that like dam well . so i dropped him an email... so i m guessing he is gonna call me and give me a long pep talk tonight.Mr prakash called me yesterday at ard 12 i told him everything for some people they only know him as my sinda teacher but i regard his as my god father i tell him everything... School work , family , friends, pretty much he knows me and he told me one thing last night he told me :nanthini u are a person who have a opinion about everything and your mind controls you.you will be a kind of person who will go through a lot of failures before u reach the success..... he didn't lecture me he just told me stuffs that motivated me and brought me back to my old self and then there was amy i m like a small girl with her and its so cool then i have wan yi who advices me and i have rachel whom i love a lot deep down she cares for me she checks my msn nick,blog.twitter and she is not with me all the time but she is always there when i have a problem and i love her .A note:NOW I MAY NOT SEEM IMPORTANT TO YOU BUT ONE DAY  WHEN U REALISE  U NEED ME AND U WANNA COME BACK I WILL STILL BE HERE FOR YOU. End of the day i realized that i do have alot of people who love me Family and friends Life will be better if u think positive &lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098836018686698153-5246087835371248245?l=myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5246087835371248245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-many-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/5246087835371248245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/5246087835371248245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-many-things.html' title='So many things'/><author><name>Citizen Journalist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00701660008345091251</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/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s-AEmGNTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jVXOFhj6T5w/S220/bandslam+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Stvua_aCtUI/AAAAAAAAAbI/NwPL5bEG4no/s72-c/snapshot%2817%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098836018686698153.post-7334810142599376302</id><published>2009-10-12T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T06:25:09.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My gals</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/StMuIrizDqI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/VjsnT8FYH7k/s1600-h/me+and+rach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/StMuIrizDqI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/VjsnT8FYH7k/s320/me+and+rach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391703905555123874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/StMuIb-dxJI/AAAAAAAAAZs/akREHLCzaM0/s1600-h/me+and+mira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/StMuIb-dxJI/AAAAAAAAAZs/akREHLCzaM0/s320/me+and+mira.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391703901376201874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/StMuH8iCy2I/AAAAAAAAAZk/XnTb6yYKU9M/s1600-h/me+and+rach+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/StMuH8iCy2I/AAAAAAAAAZk/XnTb6yYKU9M/s320/me+and+rach+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391703892935494498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so we had an msn chat............. cleared up the air i know how u feel..... and after knowing the things u went through this week its sad i wasn't there for you though so many ppl tell me that u guys don love me that much i don give a shit cause i love u guys....... after the msn talk with her she finally said ilyt..... ya she hasn't been saying that for a long time after she said that today i know things have became back to normal...... and ppl say when we change class we are gonna change friends i dont think so today i didn't come school rach didn't see me online she quickly smsed me i was so happy to see her sms ..... she asked abt my mum and she asked whats wrong with me.... she is one of my gals that i know will always care for me no matter what and i love her muaksss muakkks i feel happy when i know i have ppl who care and love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098836018686698153-7334810142599376302?l=myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7334810142599376302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-gals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/7334810142599376302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/7334810142599376302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-gals.html' title='My gals'/><author><name>Citizen Journalist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00701660008345091251</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/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s-AEmGNTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jVXOFhj6T5w/S220/bandslam+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/StMuIrizDqI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/VjsnT8FYH7k/s72-c/me+and+rach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098836018686698153.post-6042017693100161840</id><published>2009-10-11T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T08:14:17.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY!!!!</title><content type='html'>I don't know what has happened to the both of us. Okay i agree i have been lying to u .U asked me if i was mad at u i lied saying i wasn't actually i was and i didn't wanna see u cause i might break down if i see u i just hate seeing u get hurt again and again.I came up with excuses not to meet u.I felt so sad and guilty...... What has happened to us both.We used to talk everyday we see each other almost everyday.... and now we just say hi babe.... and watcha doing i mean we are talking for the sake of talking.... I don't want this to continue....... I don't know what to do and i know u also wont know what to do i mean i know what u are going trough with the tv ..... that's why i feel more sad cause normally u always vent to me abt it and i will vent abt HIm to u and now we don't do that any more things need to be back to normal............. &lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098836018686698153-6042017693100161840?l=myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6042017693100161840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/10/why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/6042017693100161840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/6042017693100161840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/10/why.html' title='WHY!!!!'/><author><name>Citizen Journalist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00701660008345091251</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/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s-AEmGNTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jVXOFhj6T5w/S220/bandslam+5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098836018686698153.post-5321641862100794429</id><published>2009-10-08T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T06:25:56.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The new blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Ss3vjYEJdCI/AAAAAAAAAZE/mJ1lQqNFGDY/s1600-h/na4"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Ss3vKaLUckI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Tqn7sqDuy9g/s320/snapshot%2815%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390227291136881218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So about the new class or by the way this is my new blog dues to some fucked up reasons my other blog got canceled so ya i think i m using the word fuck often shit i think i just used it again i use it so often that my mum told me" mind your language dammmit" and i just laughed ok i think i need to swear less... Ok so my new class is ok ok i mean there are really some cool people some people are opening up so its kinda cool so there is a gal called sakina and it was her birthday today so the whole class chipped in money then i,amy.cloud and mark went to buy tthe cake these lazy bums wanted to take taxi and i was like causeway is just near so we walked and we bought a black forest cake and ate at yoshinishahha sorry i dont know how to pronounce or spell that ya so we ate there and then we took taxi cloud sat in front and i,mark and amy sat at the back and out of all the sudden mark started to talk about his mum being an English teacher and we started RRRRRRing&lt;br /&gt;we were laughing like mad people... and cloud was like thank god i m not sitting at the back so ya we went and surprised sakina and then we ate the cake presented overall it was a fun day then i found out abt the marketing thing and got pissed but i think we all learn from mistakes so its ok and i missed W16R too...... missed them so much..... so here are some pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098836018686698153-5321641862100794429?l=myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5321641862100794429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/5321641862100794429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/5321641862100794429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-blog.html' title='The new blog'/><author><name>Citizen Journalist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00701660008345091251</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/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s-AEmGNTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jVXOFhj6T5w/S220/bandslam+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/Ss3vjYEJdCI/AAAAAAAAAZE/mJ1lQqNFGDY/s72-c/na4' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098836018686698153.post-3159669364866770935</id><published>2009-10-07T20:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T20:03:06.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098836018686698153-3159669364866770935?l=myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3159669364866770935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/10/high.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/3159669364866770935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098836018686698153/posts/default/3159669364866770935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myunwrittenmemories.blogspot.com/2009/10/high.html' title=''/><author><name>Citizen Journalist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00701660008345091251</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/_VVB1Mqsm4zo/S0s-AEmGNTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jVXOFhj6T5w/S220/bandslam+5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
