<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964</id><updated>2011-07-31T18:41:46.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIFI's story</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-9205741749057816794</id><published>2009-07-05T23:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:10:15.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Once you missed that chance, you can never get it back. This year, people have show me how difficult it is to be dreaming. Getting blame for something i never do, get treated like hell and feeling sad, hurt and tearing for guys i barely know. I'm such an useless ass, huh. No words and actually describe what i'm really feeling and going through. Loving someone and holding on tight with him also so difficult. As though people around me, hate to see us happy together. What i actually did to get all this. GOSH! I'm just feel freaking confuse. I'm so HURT! I'm so MAD! What am i suppose to do!!! I can't even contact to my boyfriend. Where is he??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today was Debbee's 3yr old celebration. Her theme was "Hello Kitty"!!! I got a cute butterfly on drawn on my face and a rainbow on my hand. HAHA!! Good news!! I'm gonna have another niece or nephew!!!! Well, Isabella's &amp;amp; KhidirHONEY's &amp;amp; Dominic's birthdays are coming!!!!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1550279632299867964-9205741749057816794?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/9205741749057816794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/07/once-you-missed-that-chance-you-can.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/9205741749057816794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/9205741749057816794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/07/once-you-missed-that-chance-you-can.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-7056282096663769960</id><published>2009-05-20T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T22:55:52.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;OKAY! About today! Today i didn't go school. Thought of fetching Baby from school @ 4pm. But he too also didn't go to school. Make me so stressed up. Set alarm at 7am to wake him up. Handphone got problem so can't call through to him. Called Dominic for help but he can't contact him too. Tried calling his house but no one picked up. Idk what to do sia. Want to sleep but can't sleep sia. Finally he brother picked up e phone and he told me his brother was bathing. What a relief. So i waited for him to call me back. But nothing sia. So keep trying. Then syg fianlly picked up at around 9am plus. So damn sad luh, he broke his promise to me again. So didn't want to meet me sia. Then he called and messaged me. Finally, replied him. He wants to meet me, so do i(actually). Waited for him so long. Say fast fast come down in the end 12.30 then come. The truth was that idk if i should be mad at him or what. After meeting him, i didn't feel a bit furious towards him sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Anyway, today head is that i'm so HAPPY that he came my house. He finally got e chance to come over my house. HAHA! He is happy too sia. Though he was afraid of my daddy. heehee. But we get to watch movie outside alone. I closed my parent's room door. Everything was so sweet!! I LOVE IT MAN!!! I also love you honey... Come my house again okay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1550279632299867964-7056282096663769960?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/7056282096663769960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/05/okay-about-today-today-i-didnt-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/7056282096663769960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/7056282096663769960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/05/okay-about-today-today-i-didnt-go.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-1049570320913133645</id><published>2009-05-20T22:04:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T22:46:10.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Here are some pictures of Honey and i for our 4th month make-up. It was suppose to be on Sunday 10May09, but he stood me up. So we had it on Monday 11May09. Lucky that i didn't have to go school that day. So early early morning went to his house. CONFLICT* Then we left at 3pm? Hmm, we headed to town. Watched Star Trek!! It was so wonderful that day. I LIKE~!!! heehee. Went home quite late luh. ( well, Bb, i said that because i want you to remember what you ever did. Not making you seem bad. Just want you to keep your promise and carry on changing to a better boyfriend, alright:) But no matter what, i'll still be there to help you) I LOVE YOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQVkmK-jvI/AAAAAAAACSE/FemKh81Xwcc/s1600-h/IMG_1828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337915176806944498" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQVkmK-jvI/AAAAAAAACSE/FemKh81Xwcc/s320/IMG_1828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQUuTGH4MI/AAAAAAAACR0/blINJNYZt5w/s1600-h/IMG_1827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337914243973374146" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQUuTGH4MI/AAAAAAAACR0/blINJNYZt5w/s320/IMG_1827.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQUuH968FI/AAAAAAAACRs/yOUakM0Ea6c/s1600-h/IMG_1826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337914240986181714" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQUuH968FI/AAAAAAAACRs/yOUakM0Ea6c/s320/IMG_1826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQUEAkAxXI/AAAAAAAACRc/1D6azv_ADKo/s1600-h/IMG_1823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337913517443958130" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQUEAkAxXI/AAAAAAAACRc/1D6azv_ADKo/s320/IMG_1823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQUt6qqdXI/AAAAAAAACRk/UYOCIwYoizk/s1600-h/IMG_1830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337914237415748978" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQUt6qqdXI/AAAAAAAACRk/UYOCIwYoizk/s320/IMG_1830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQUD6rT_gI/AAAAAAAACRU/IAq8QQAY-Bo/s1600-h/IMG_1821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337913515863965186" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQUD6rT_gI/AAAAAAAACRU/IAq8QQAY-Bo/s320/IMG_1821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQUDUpmKdI/AAAAAAAACRE/-hjBqJJJ2Ao/s1600-h/IMG_1815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337913505656220114" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQUDUpmKdI/AAAAAAAACRE/-hjBqJJJ2Ao/s320/IMG_1815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQUDPPWo0I/AAAAAAAACQ8/wK2a7y0mkIg/s1600-h/IMG_1813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337913504203973442" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQUDPPWo0I/AAAAAAAACQ8/wK2a7y0mkIg/s320/IMG_1813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQUDxzDlCI/AAAAAAAACRM/_oLYTpcX5AA/s1600-h/IMG_1816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337913513480524834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQUDxzDlCI/AAAAAAAACRM/_oLYTpcX5AA/s320/IMG_1816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQTfO3fqTI/AAAAAAAACQ0/DLKRsZb3nyE/s1600-h/IMG_1811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337912885628610866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQTfO3fqTI/AAAAAAAACQ0/DLKRsZb3nyE/s320/IMG_1811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQTe-xvFSI/AAAAAAAACQs/gTLFKTWzdmc/s1600-h/IMG_1808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337912881309488418" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQTe-xvFSI/AAAAAAAACQs/gTLFKTWzdmc/s320/IMG_1808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQTepG4sWI/AAAAAAAACQk/eIGeZISwuvY/s1600-h/IMG_1806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337912875492618594" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQTepG4sWI/AAAAAAAACQk/eIGeZISwuvY/s320/IMG_1806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQTeeRtpOI/AAAAAAAACQc/KKpCBZUI7rQ/s1600-h/IMG_1804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337912872585241826" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQTeeRtpOI/AAAAAAAACQc/KKpCBZUI7rQ/s320/IMG_1804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQTeAcCpcI/AAAAAAAACQU/bR56K45pg2g/s1600-h/IMG_1802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337912864575497666" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQTeAcCpcI/AAAAAAAACQU/bR56K45pg2g/s320/IMG_1802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;well, here are e pictures with Herlina and Nurul on 09may09, at Cityhall mac. Had a hard time finding and meeting Syg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQPmD8AlNI/AAAAAAAACPk/Z5Kt1_hMwls/s1600-h/IMG_1790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337908604907328722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQPmD8AlNI/AAAAAAAACPk/Z5Kt1_hMwls/s320/IMG_1790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQR-6SXQVI/AAAAAAAACQE/P30NAl8JFUw/s1600-h/IMG_1796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337911230836719954" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQR-6SXQVI/AAAAAAAACQE/P30NAl8JFUw/s320/IMG_1796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQR-ZX9KPI/AAAAAAAACP0/xeJ3F90mVKk/s1600-h/IMG_1792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337911222001805554" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQR-ZX9KPI/AAAAAAAACP0/xeJ3F90mVKk/s320/IMG_1792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQPl6f9MGI/AAAAAAAACPc/LW9BuBUkgRI/s1600-h/IMG_1789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337908602373746786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQPl6f9MGI/AAAAAAAACPc/LW9BuBUkgRI/s320/IMG_1789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQR-qDLGCI/AAAAAAAACP8/Cs6PfiNz0a4/s1600-h/IMG_1793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337911226478041122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQR-qDLGCI/AAAAAAAACP8/Cs6PfiNz0a4/s320/IMG_1793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQPlkIM8ZI/AAAAAAAACPU/hMeuGa8l6J0/s1600-h/IMG_1788.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQPlARIUSI/AAAAAAAACPE/2IjatcecmLY/s1600-h/IMG_1786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337908586742305058" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQPlARIUSI/AAAAAAAACPE/2IjatcecmLY/s320/IMG_1786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQR_Ng8D7I/AAAAAAAACQM/R5NzMGrWils/s1600-h/IMG_1797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337911235998126002" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQR_Ng8D7I/AAAAAAAACQM/R5NzMGrWils/s320/IMG_1797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQPlYw10EI/AAAAAAAACPM/kKokr-aVrzQ/s1600-h/IMG_1787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337908593317761090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQPlYw10EI/AAAAAAAACPM/kKokr-aVrzQ/s320/IMG_1787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQR-Y5Rb3I/AAAAAAAACPs/wyyJrzeBB1I/s1600-h/IMG_1791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337911221873110898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQR-Y5Rb3I/AAAAAAAACPs/wyyJrzeBB1I/s320/IMG_1791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1550279632299867964-1049570320913133645?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/1049570320913133645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/05/here-are-some-pictures-of-honey-and-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/1049570320913133645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/1049570320913133645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/05/here-are-some-pictures-of-honey-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/ShQVkmK-jvI/AAAAAAAACSE/FemKh81Xwcc/s72-c/IMG_1828.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-3826603945572310305</id><published>2009-05-19T22:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T23:15:08.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hey Honeykins! thanks a lot for being there for me aye. I so HATE YOU GUYS, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOT!&lt;/span&gt; heehee. i &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;love love you guys&lt;/span&gt; luh. Ouh well, i'm e entertainer what kan? :) Anyway, i also &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;lovelove baby&lt;/span&gt; luh.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;yeah2, i know. What happen right. Hmm, Sunday he texted me to meet up. He wants to return my stuffs. A lot of conflict before we met. Actually i fought with my mum e day before. So i'm like damn not in e mood. Ignored by family the whole 2 days. Finally okay with my mummy before i told her i go meet his house awhile then meet them for our family celebration. Quickly changed and went out of my place to his place. On my way there, i then told him to meet me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After e arrival, we did had conflict then again i walked away luh. Cried for awhile, didn't know what to do. Walked back there to find him, he wasn't there. Went up to his place but his slipper wasn't there. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JENG JENG JENG~&lt;/span&gt; heehee. Just as i was waiting for e lift, he called upon me. He kept laughing at me, cause he went looking for me and i also went looking for him when i was e one who walked away from him. You, every time like to make me malu one luh. Well, then we brought me to another blk. We talked! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LIKE!&lt;/span&gt; heehee. Everything was fine again. He said he loves me very much and he's sorry. And other stuffs. Awww, my baby is damn sweet, okay! No one is better than him... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Anyway, speaking about Monday, School was a bored! Had our class photo (FUN), house meeting(BORED) &amp;amp; i was asked by Ms Lee to join soccer-.-, and then career talks (MORE bored)!! But weeee~ get to go to honey's place. He did changed. At least he did inform and asked me if i don't mind his friends coming:) &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOSH, I LOVE HIM!!&lt;/span&gt; Walked under e rain with Stanley. He pushed and gave me a fright luh, and i almost fell. That evil guy, still get tease me and tell one lower sec boy. Bought somethings for e guys. Well, got to say, guys are guys. =D oh oh, I saw abg Man with his ITE friends. Got bullied by him too:( .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;That's not e point!!! I just want to say that this day, this date is e most memorable, happiest moment i had. I like:) It may sound weird but between syg and i luh. Heehee. But we still laugh at it. I love you luh, B. Thanks alright:) Just to tell you, i can see that you are changing for me. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG THANKS:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1550279632299867964-3826603945572310305?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/3826603945572310305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-honeykins-thanks-lot-for-being.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/3826603945572310305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/3826603945572310305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-honeykins-thanks-lot-for-being.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-5299043329887318492</id><published>2009-05-16T21:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T21:27:22.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm so much better living my life this way! Who needs those type of people in life. They are just so creepy, two-headed snake. Any moment they will just let you go or let you down. Honeykins, sorry i kept all these from you guys. He was important to me but he showed me that actually his friends are much more important than &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I'm not going to go into being emotional now . No one needs to know what happened this 4months 12days. I swear to you, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MUHAMMAD KHIDIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, that i'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of you&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;LIFE FOREVER!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; That's what you always wanted right. Bullshit that i'm e girl you love, e girl that changed you and you will change just for me. Ouh wait, you did changed once before for me, and it sucked! You are already half way through being back that old life you had without me. In fact, you've already completed it&lt;strong&gt;!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Reflecting back to all those words, lyrics and promises you gave me, it didn't even happen. All of it are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LIES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; All e girls out there that still like/want him, go back to him okay. I don't give a damn. He had done playing and fooling me around already. He wants to mingle around now. I'm not his type of girl, was never. I tried to be but failed. I'm so so tired of it&lt;strong&gt;! &lt;/strong&gt;Count me out on this:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;you promised, you lied, you hurt me, you left me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1550279632299867964-5299043329887318492?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/5299043329887318492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-so-much-better-living-my-life-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/5299043329887318492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/5299043329887318492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-so-much-better-living-my-life-this.html' title='MAD!'/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-6512444274148644349</id><published>2009-05-08T22:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T23:51:29.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SgRTAiNiWuI/AAAAAAAACOs/903VcSFrIOE/s1600-h/sweeney-todd-poster-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SgRTAkj1tEI/AAAAAAAACOk/dJ2u5bAt6RM/s1600-h/Sweeney_Todd-Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333479127992611906" style="WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SgRTAkj1tEI/AAAAAAAACOk/dJ2u5bAt6RM/s320/Sweeney_Todd-Poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SgRSNNc8oOI/AAAAAAAACOE/Zin_osILcDM/s1600-h/mary_shelleys_frankenstein_ver2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333478245616361698" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SgRSNNc8oOI/AAAAAAAACOE/Zin_osILcDM/s320/mary_shelleys_frankenstein_ver2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BORING!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Went school as per normal. And guess what! I felt like fool man. Just go to school for like half an hour and then finish school di. Damn, my Malay &amp;amp; Tamil girls aren't at school, feeling damn awkward. Anway, ended at 0825. I walked to Khidir's house with Stanley. He still thought of going to AMK hub. Dots, also haven't open yet. Damn, we had to run cause it started to rain and his "LV" bag very expensive, know? Cannot get wet. HEHE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;So nice just get to be with BABY!!! Well, as usual, we talk a lot once we get together at his house. Afterwards, i studied awhile before i fell asleep, he slept first. Took him so long to wake up every time luh. :) Got to go out for awhile and he had to be home by 6pm. He go his religious class. Now i'm waiting for his call! Lovelove.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ouh yea!! I got to watch "Mary Shelley's Frankenstein". It was damn nice alright. It is a Gothic horrifying show!! It is scary and sad sia. I almost cry at e end. I want to go hunt for e story book di:). Anyway, there is "Helena Bonham Carter" &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SgRUTNj9oeI/AAAAAAAACO0/verNNzseYHc/s1600-h/Helena_Bonham_Carter_Biography_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333480547748258274" style="WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SgRUTNj9oeI/AAAAAAAACO0/verNNzseYHc/s320/Helena_Bonham_Carter_Biography_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SgRUTfJJFvI/AAAAAAAACO8/itlUyRSF-CE/s1600-h/Helena_Bonham_Carter_Biography.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333480552467601138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SgRUTfJJFvI/AAAAAAAACO8/itlUyRSF-CE/s320/Helena_Bonham_Carter_Biography.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Her show quite nice! She also acted in "Charlie and e Chocolate Factory", "Harry Potter" and "Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SgRS_qfIhWI/AAAAAAAACOM/gsU2YvDcvgM/s1600-h/Sweeney_Todd-2-Johnny_Depp-Helena_Bonham_Carter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333479112403617122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SgRS_qfIhWI/AAAAAAAACOM/gsU2YvDcvgM/s320/Sweeney_Todd-2-Johnny_Depp-Helena_Bonham_Carter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SgRS_5CQh2I/AAAAAAAACOU/OdECag1BfTM/s1600-h/Sweeney_Todd-10-Johnny_Depp-Helena_Bonham_Carter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333479116309038946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SgRS_5CQh2I/AAAAAAAACOU/OdECag1BfTM/s320/Sweeney_Todd-10-Johnny_Depp-Helena_Bonham_Carter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SgRTAAtvY_I/AAAAAAAACOc/Gu0eqNyi6Pw/s1600-h/sweeney-todd-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333479118370464754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SgRTAAtvY_I/AAAAAAAACOc/Gu0eqNyi6Pw/s320/sweeney-todd-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and i'm reading the book:) I LOVE IT!! So ppl, watch those show alright!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SgRSL30u1HI/AAAAAAAACNk/iHJvXKqdEYw/s1600-h/de_niro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333478222630671474" style="WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SgRSL30u1HI/AAAAAAAACNk/iHJvXKqdEYw/s320/de_niro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SgRSMLM40-I/AAAAAAAACNs/8Ah4tUtvQrA/s1600-h/victorfrankenstein.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333478227832263650" style="WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SgRSMLM40-I/AAAAAAAACNs/8Ah4tUtvQrA/s320/victorfrankenstein.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SgRSMn3yvUI/AAAAAAAACN0/nAZDSfAtqEQ/s1600-h/elizabeth_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333478235528412482" style="WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SgRSMn3yvUI/AAAAAAAACN0/nAZDSfAtqEQ/s320/elizabeth_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SgRSNBAwWOI/AAAAAAAACN8/hFmr2SspUsc/s1600-h/carter.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is e plot of e story:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The movie is one of the most faithful adaptations of the book, and one of the few to actually follow the novel's plot and characterizations. Among the deviations from the original book is the creation of the monster bride. In the book, the Creature asks Victor Frankenstein to fashion a monster woman for him. He reluctantly agrees, but destroys the creature right before he is about to breathe life into it. However, in the film he goes through with his plan only after the monster murders Elizabeth on their wedding night by thrusting his hand into her chest and ripping out her heart. Victor then takes Elizabeth's body back to his laboratory, where he attaches her head to the exhumed body of Justine, the nanny. He then galvanizes this "new" body and brings Elizabeth back as a horrific bride. The creature approaches her, thinking that the bride is meant for him, however Victor is not ready to let go of her and a stand-off occurs between The Creature and Victor fighting over her which ends with the bride killing herself by immolation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1550279632299867964-6512444274148644349?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/6512444274148644349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/05/boring-went-school-as-per-normal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/6512444274148644349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/6512444274148644349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/05/boring-went-school-as-per-normal.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SgRTAkj1tEI/AAAAAAAACOk/dJ2u5bAt6RM/s72-c/Sweeney_Todd-Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-6741291648177289012</id><published>2009-05-07T20:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T21:01:35.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROAR!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I'm feeling uncomfortable man. I didn't get to sleep well last night. Sort of like nightmare luh. But e thing is that i wasn't even sleep yet. It's eerie and crazy yet it's also funny. Well, after finish studying for my Social Studies, i went to bed. I wasn't feeling sleepy or so but tired, need to lie down. The only thing in my mind was him. But it was nothing much big i was thinking about. Then suddenly don't what thing. I suddenly think about e show "Shutter". I was in e car then got hand print and i suddenly think of my daddy's car which had kitten's paw print. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(adorable)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Then suddenly go a head drop down. I freaked out and then i felt that i can't see anything gradually. My head felt so dizzy, everything was spinning. I can't breathe. I try to force myself to wake up but i can't. Like i was half awake, half asleep. But i know i wasn't sleep yet. Seriously i was freaking out. Then i don't know what happen di. Well, just told mummy about it &amp;amp; she say i am stressing myself too much &amp;amp; then she asked me about my problem i recently having. Shuts! She knows:P Ouh well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm SICK now! Having fever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Back to today stuffs. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm going to FAIL my Social Studies &amp;amp; Chemistry.&lt;/span&gt; Gosh! Whatever i studied for SS didn't come out. My head was really pain today, can't be help. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Though it is just Mid-year but i really feel like crying! :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REALLY SAD!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Tomorrow having Listening compre.&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;Malay &amp;amp; Tamil students don't have to come.&lt;/span&gt; Fatin so bad. She laughed at me for i need to go to school tomorrow for 45mins. She say I'm gonna go school alone and EMO! HAHA! Anyway, i kept&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; "quarrelling/ fighting"&lt;/span&gt; with SRI FATIN! HAHA! And they kept "playing games". I'm like so out of e "game". HAHA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIG BULLIES!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Anyway, after that at 6pm i went to YCK to meet up with Laimin. We went home together. We talked until we walked to interchange, without noticing. So we walked to her house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ps; i'm HAPPY but still missing out something in my life, okay C:&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/1550279632299867964-6741291648177289012?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/6741291648177289012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/05/roar-im-feeling-uncomfortable-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/6741291648177289012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/6741291648177289012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/05/roar-im-feeling-uncomfortable-man.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-6733344221962971353</id><published>2009-05-07T19:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T20:14:35.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday 06May09 ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hmm, i actually understand my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHINESE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ouh gosh. HAHA! But i think i screwed up my paper1. After Chinese, Nurul and Fatin had their Bio paper. And it ends at 1515. Because of e stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;H1N1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. Every paper was pushed half an hour later. So Herlina and i went to popular. We walked around and got to study a bit at Mac. At 4pm, e four of us went to meet Halif and the others. In the end, i went back with Halif.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The stupid gorilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He accompany to Yishun to meet his friend, Sabrina. Seriously,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i made a fool out of myself sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I didn't have a phone and his prepaid low. So he had to use e public phone but that stupid machine eat my MONEY! No choice. He wanted to head to Woodlands, buy cig then call her. In the end, i saw Farhann and Afiq. YEAH! borrowed phone from them and found out that e girl was only at YCK! Bodoh luh, Halif. Don't trust me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ouh yea, anyway, everyone is so weird. Fatin say cause if anyone with me, they go crazy. Lina ask me house Khidir and i. I said on and off. She said cause i didn't put an on switch on him. Then i told her i was cold, my hair standing. And she asked me to ask my hair to sit down. -.- GOT MORE but forget. HAHA!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;Tuesday 05May09 ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Ouh My STARS!!!&lt;/span&gt; honeykins, miss this phrase of mine? Heehee. Well, I got a blue black sia!! OUCH! Silly Fifi. I went to bang my hang against e metal bar at e bridge there on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I WAS MAD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Phewww, i finally had this feeling! Can't blame me. I wanted to see someone but saw another guy. I hate using phone luh! C: Slept e whole time after i reached home. E next day was my Mother Tongue paper so didn't need to study for it. By night i was chatting on e phone with Laimin. C: We both were furious about something. And Kimseng called in. He went blabbering all e way. HAHA! After we hung up, I can't sleept sia. :)&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/1550279632299867964-6733344221962971353?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/6733344221962971353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/05/wednesday-06may09-hmm-i-actually.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/6733344221962971353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/6733344221962971353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/05/wednesday-06may09-hmm-i-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-8254835958182589968</id><published>2009-05-05T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T00:24:56.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;WEEEEE~!!! Everything are getting much better each day, i think!!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Can't wait for this year to end man. Finish my Secondary school life but for now, got to stress!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I'm like so damn BLISSFUL!!! Those things happened today was great. Though Nurul didn't come school and Fatin had to go home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I miss my BabyKhidir too!! One thing, FASTER move to YISHUN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Next thing i have to conclude.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I seriously hate liars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I know last time when someone lied to me, i confirm give them faces one. But gradually, i gave in to those people. &amp;amp; now it is like happening every single time, to my close friends. I feel hurt too, you know. Hmm, think about other feelings too k. Try to change. Everything can settle out, just don't LIE and say e truth. No point keeping to yourself, making yourself feeling hurt. Well, only God and you know. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The end!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ps; I MISSED HIM SO DAMN MUCH&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1550279632299867964-8254835958182589968?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/8254835958182589968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/05/weeeee-everything-are-getting-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/8254835958182589968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/8254835958182589968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/05/weeeee-everything-are-getting-much.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-1258242919684237006</id><published>2009-05-03T01:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T01:44:27.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Met Herlina at City Hall at 2pm. Cause at first she went to Simei with her BESTIE, Yan. HAHA! For e Malay singing competition thing. We went to Marina Square to study at LJS. I was freaking cold. So we went out. HAHA! We went to Penni and then RC to do some shopping for her. She had to leave by 5pm so i left with her. I went to Khatib to meet Yan. He so nice. He treat me eat mac:) WEEEEE! I saw Maxine siol! Misses her so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Afterwards, we went to 810 there and waited for 5z and Fayyad. Their other 2 friend &amp;amp; one of e girlfriend came. Only know one guy's name is Wan. HAHA! We sat there 7 to 11pm. They kept playing cards &amp;amp; stupid Yan kept bully me. Ouh yea, i was there cause partly also waited for Laimin. She first went to Bishan watch movie. Her Mr Wolverine. Her favourite luh. Ouh ya, if not wrong should be KIMSENG! aiyahh, one of you guys luh. Not funny lo. Damn seriously childish luh. Go round prank on ppl. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Actually, i took 969 to my house di then Laimin called me. So i waited for her at Yishun station. We sat there and chatted for awhile. I saw JACK JACK -Jason Tan! Heehee. Then we left after i saw my sis and Darren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;Ouh ya, Nana -Darling ku messaged me! She said she misses me damn much. And she wants to meet me tmr. Don't know if i should meet not.. Like not feeling well, my head very dizzy. &amp;amp; Laimin is my hottiest topic luh siol! We found out that we got a lot of things in common when i was at her house. SWEET huh. Like another Maxine like that. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;LOVE YOU GUYS!!!!&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/1550279632299867964-1258242919684237006?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/1258242919684237006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/05/met-herlina-at-city-hall-at-2pm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/1258242919684237006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/1258242919684237006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/05/met-herlina-at-city-hall-at-2pm.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-697696322587078139</id><published>2009-05-03T01:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T01:45:17.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday 01 May 09 ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Thought we'll be meeting today. Waited till 3pm then i called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Khidir&lt;/span&gt;. Seriously, i was afraid to called his house. Anyway, he said he was too busy with stuffs. Stuffs like? Meeting his friends at night. He said he would called me back, he go bathe and stuffs first. Well, i changed can left home &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt;. I know he won't call, i know he will never meet me today. I was just lying to myself that's all. It's okay. Since i know he's going to meet his FRIENDS, i decided to pass &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kimseng&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Bobby 20bucks for him. Once i reached Bobby's house, they left &amp;amp; was in e train &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt;. So i just sat around there till 8pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Glad enough to know from his brother that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Khidir&lt;/span&gt; went out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;amp; also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Laimin&lt;/span&gt; was sweet enough to chat with me while disturb her sister's boyfriend. Don't know want to hug whose leg and pluck his leg hair. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;! Waited for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Laimin&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;YCK&lt;/span&gt; station at 9pm plus. Cause my battery gonna die soon. Then we head back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Yishun&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; took a bus to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Tampines&lt;/span&gt;. She's nice to meet me at night and accompany. Though i wanted to go to town to have fun! As &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;usual&lt;/span&gt;, we talk damn much crap. We went to Mac and waited for her cousin. Sat there and we talk about many things. Afterwards, we chatted on e phone with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Farhann&lt;/span&gt;. We took cab back. Seriously went crazy in e cab with e uncle. &amp;amp; weird thing, e uncle thought i wasn't a Singaporean, from Europe. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;! Chill around my block there before i went home.&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/1550279632299867964-697696322587078139?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/697696322587078139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/05/friday-01-may-09-thought-well-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/697696322587078139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/697696322587078139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/05/friday-01-may-09-thought-well-be.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-7467346659781429209</id><published>2009-05-03T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T01:15:20.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday 30 April 09 ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;It was our English paper for Mid-year. Geez, passage A was confusing but passage B was much better:) And that freaky air-con is damn cold. I kept having goose bum &amp;amp; my finger nails turn dark purple. Seriously, i showed how cold i was. After leaving school still felt damn cold. Went to KFC with Fatin, Herlina &amp;amp; Nurul. Afterwards, we headed to e library. I copied yesterday SS notes cause i didn't come to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Psst, instead i get to spend e whole day with Khidir at his house. It was wonderful:) DREAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I quickly rushed to YCK station. Waited for him. But then he didn't go school. So i headed to his house. Though he was damn pissed with me, but i was stubborn enough to go there. I'm really scare of him. Physically and verbally violent. Well, I'm sorry i was e one that cause him to throw his phone. I tried to find it back, but i failed to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;He then sent me to YCK station. Wanted to go back with Laimin but she never reply me quick enough i reaching Yishun di then she replied. Anyway, Khidir went to market to eat with his FRIENDS. &amp;amp; i quickly rushed home. Cause i'm gonna meet Laimin at Yishun &amp;amp; that my phone was totally flat. Gosh, after meet her, we walked e whole of Northpoint before settling down at Mac. Suppose to just walked her home but instead, i went to her house. We both chat damn much. &amp;amp; e time flew freaking fast. It was 11pm di.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Went home and waited for his call. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Yeah, it's our 4th mth e next day.&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/1550279632299867964-7467346659781429209?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/7467346659781429209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/05/thursday-30-april-09-it-was-our-english.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/7467346659781429209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/7467346659781429209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/05/thursday-30-april-09-it-was-our-english.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-8325078495002779590</id><published>2009-04-24T21:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T21:45:51.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY KAREN!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are one of my sweetie junior in netball! Will miss NETBALL and you guys. Thanks for e sweet message you sent to me. Though i joined back netball again, on a later year, you guys still respect and take care of me:) All e best aye, have a long flow of happiness. Already 16yr old, take care of yourself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;In e morning, i saw SyazwanBESTIE! He gave me a shock, i thought which tall ITE guy standing in front of me. HAHA! In school, we went for Physic practical. So easy! Had Chinese test and i seriously anyhow do. Ouh well. :D During recess time, my netball juniors asked me to meet them at 407. Didn't know it was Karen's Birthday though, so sweet of them. They bullied her luh. In the end i was e one who have to clean up e mess while they played with each other:) Got back Chemistry paper. Funny thing is that i got 25.5 and Lina got 26 but our answer were e same luh. In the end both got 26.5. Mr Wong is weird! hahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Straight after school, went to meet izah with nunu. Gosh, I missed her and she looks gorgeous:D Then we headed nunu's house and to LJS to eat. Had a lot of fun time talking:) And her Birthday is coming soon.(: Hope she'll get e chance to get back with Faisal. Well, at a point of time, i had to acted as izah's boyfriend cause got one of her ex wants to get back with her. Then that guy eventually want to like find fought with me, want fight with me. HAHA!!!!! Then all went home, nunu went for tuition. Reached home di i went for a jogged after Ada's tuition kid left. No one was at home, so i went crazy. :P &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(IBU, you better not image anything this time!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Wanted to meet B today but he went to visit his brother. And then he had to go to Malaysia with his family. SAD! i miss him already sia. But it's okay, i'm fine. Hopefully he keeps his promise that we'll meet tmr then. Watching movie!!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;huhu! Adajie and shoshi going to Japan on e 28April di. Will come back on e 12 may. Missing them, but can get presents!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1550279632299867964-8325078495002779590?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/8325078495002779590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-to-my-karen-you-are-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/8325078495002779590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/8325078495002779590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-to-my-karen-you-are-one.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-9071957862608989486</id><published>2009-04-24T21:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T21:43:35.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Thursday 23 april 09;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yesterday had chemistry test on Redox. Didn't study for it but then it was easy. haha! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;Didn't really have e mood in school.&lt;/span&gt; Can't contact him e whole day. Suddenly Dominic message me. Weird! Then he also tell me that kid not in school ): Straight after school, i took a bus down to syg's house. Didn't dare to knock on his door though just stayed outside. Came calling him. He pick up twice but hung up. I'm sorry. Anyway, he found out that i was outside his house and i found out that he was at home. Then he came out talk to me, before meeting his friend.&lt;br /&gt;Sat at e stairs there talk:) &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He so sweet luh.&lt;/span&gt; With him di, i was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;seriously happy&lt;/span&gt; di. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Knowing that he is beside me:)&lt;/span&gt; hehhehe!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he sent me to YCK station before he headed to Queensway.&lt;br /&gt;I then fell asleep after reaching home for awhile. I had this &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;weird dream&lt;/span&gt;. I dream about this stupid gang and my syg was in too. Told it to baby, nunu and izah, all 3 laughed at me. Then by 10pm, i was chatting on e phone with Laimin! Whoa, talk for 2 hours and we didn't know. Lucky i saw e time. Well, talk about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;relationship, that fake girl, pets(especially DOGS!), studies and family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA! Fun ya.&lt;br /&gt;After that got to chat with B awhile, he went to eat di then fell asleep. HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1550279632299867964-9071957862608989486?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/9071957862608989486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/04/thursday-23-april-09-yesterday-had.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/9071957862608989486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/9071957862608989486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/04/thursday-23-april-09-yesterday-had.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-3888343640778731731</id><published>2009-04-21T21:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T22:14:36.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Monday 20April09 ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;haven't been meeting him for e passed 3 days. I miss him:) haha! Monday wasn't a great day for me though. Just kinda feeling depress. No much emotion can be showed. Nurul made burger patties for us:) Nice. After school didn't had any plans. Nurul &amp;amp; Herlina having their Malay oral though. So i just sat at foryer, thinking. At first waiting for them but e 4E starts first. While sitting there, Rahmat was there. So we talked about his girlfriend and my boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Ouh ya! Didn't get to meet him because he went to e clinic. :( He went into a fight. I was so worried sia. Can't contact him e whole day. So i just headed home. By 5pm i went to meet Hafizal awhile. Saw LaiminSWEET at LJS with her sister. Might be meeting her this Thursday. Having Geography and Math test tmr!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Tuesday 21April09 ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Woah! Today rain damn heavily sia. Dad has to sent me to school! Was feeling so tired. Had to slept at 2am plus to finish revising my Geography. Freak sia. Today had 3 test, 7 lesson straight! Assembly was funny! haha. But can tell everyone was very tired. Tmr going to have POA test. Stress sia! And yeah!!! Hopefully can meet syg in e morning and also after school!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ps; I can't wait to meet him tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;This relationship is e best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Carrying on to 4months di:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Thanks honey for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I love you no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I want faster grow up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;in order to be with you closer and closer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I want to take care of you &amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;you taking care of me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;You are all i ever wish for.&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/1550279632299867964-3888343640778731731?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/3888343640778731731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/04/monday-20april09-havent-been-meeting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/3888343640778731731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/3888343640778731731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/04/monday-20april09-havent-been-meeting.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-6427841631071837713</id><published>2009-04-19T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T01:23:41.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday 17april09 ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO AHMAD! All e best! take care!:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Had physic test, didn't study for it though. But it seems easy. Sweet! Had Chemistry practical with kak Lina and then Physic practical after school. Bodah sia Toufeng &amp;amp; kelvin. Had to help them do e whole thing. After school Judy and i rush to 407, wrote farewell things to Ms Connie and then e netballs had group photos for coach. Pictures will upload soon! Tmr having match @ &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Kallang Netball Centre @ 8am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Didn't have time to eat e whole day sia. So only had green tea then rush for English Compre workshop. Boring sia e section. 3hours some more. Had fun with Nunu, Lina, Rachel, Fatin &amp;amp; Aishah. We crack up a lot of jokes. As usual, i was e entertainer. Finish around 5pm plus. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss my honey! Never get to meet him for days.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday 18april09;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Woke up at 0545am for netball match. Had to miss Flag day @ TPY. On e way to Kallang, we passed Balestier ITE. Make me think of him only :( Okay, Ms Ho treated us in eating Mac breakfast.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; It was freakishly hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I got sunburn! Ended at 2pm. Judy and i went to raffles city awhile then i headed to B's house. Can't contact him at all. Waited outside his house for some time. Before he finally woke up. He was still angry with me, i can tell. We went to near his house one block to talk. Fianlly, in some ways, we talk everything out di.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I miss him damn much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Get to hug him tightly:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Cab down to marsiling with his friend and waited for his another friend. They had some things to do so just follow them. Then we went to eat. Was feeling hungry but no appetite to eat. Weird! Whole day was so tiring. Hurt my hand too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday 19april09 ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MAMAT!!! Grow up well, boy! take care!:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Slept till 2pm. My whole family went for Sao Mu and i was too tired to join. So stayed at home study and watch my movie. Then by 4pm Lina called me. Met her at 5pm @ northpoint. Walked around then went to e library to borrow books. She had to head home di so i went to find Hairi. But he had to work to i went to 126, street soccer there find Rais and the others.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;B is no where to me found. Message him never reply. Sad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I accompany those guys to chongpang market to eat. Then Rais sent him home, sad things for him. Wanted this girl number from 7eleven but she was attached. Came home and tired calling syg but he never pick up.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I was so worried for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; In the end found out he went to night safari and never bring his phone. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;And now he don't want me to pay for his tattoo!:( What sia. That i planned for your surprise gift and you keep rejecting. Why you everytime say things without thinking how i feel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU HONEY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Anyway, sorry ppl for me going back on my words on not blogging again. Still having problems. I know it can never settle. It will continue. Maybe it's just have to be this way. :( I don't want luh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Daddy gonna get a job soon. YEAH!!! Just have to wait for either side to figure out and confirm which side wants to give him interview. IRRITATING! But still jumping joy. ( Please don't image me doing so. Seriously... so KUKU) HEEHEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I've name my girls &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HONEYKINS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; COOL right? Chey~ one of my honeykins look damn hot now!! Hottie hot hottie! Having e fever now, babe! HAIR!! SKIRT!! Zizah's hair is striaght and brown! Sorry now then saw! I miss her luh. Long time never see her di.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Ps; Don't he want everything to be alright? It still takes two hands to clap. I'm trying! But you are still doing it:(&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/1550279632299867964-6427841631071837713?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/6427841631071837713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/04/friday-17april09-happy-birthday-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/6427841631071837713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/6427841631071837713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/04/friday-17april09-happy-birthday-to.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-5486201964241907655</id><published>2009-04-07T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T23:27:18.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;HEYHEY! Tiffany is finally back again. Hmm, well, didn't post for so long is because; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Firstly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, my dad still hasn't found a job yet. How sad. My life sucks man. Then he's always at home playing his game "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED ALERT&lt;/span&gt;" or whatever game he's playing. HAHA! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Secondly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, i'm lazy &amp;amp; also i'm busy. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Thirdly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, at times i'm just not in e mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Like recently, babe &amp;amp; i weren't in good terms again. He broke up with me though, surprisingly right. Well, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i'm sorry sayang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I can't bare to lose you, seriously! I'm not living well without you. I hardly touch my food, have any mood in focusing on my studies. Seriously, yesterday, i was just &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;thinking of you&lt;/span&gt; e whole day.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to even message me or to find me. I love you very much okay. I hope you really do feel e same way as i do. But well, in the end contacted him first. &amp;amp; slowly things were talked out nicely:) Thanks for loving me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Anyway, today i&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;can't wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to go find him after school man. Missed him so much after 2 days of not seeing him. After math remedial, Stan &amp;amp; i walked back together. So happy to see him again. Keep giving him &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;BIG HUGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt; silly huh, but &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;SWEET&lt;/span&gt; okay! Then we headed to market where Kim Seng &amp;amp; Bobby came. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;FINALLY!!! Bobby &amp;amp; i told babe. I can't keep it from him anymore di. I'm afraid he won't want or don't to do di. Felt such a relief, feeling so HAPPY when i saw &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;e look on his face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The surprise is that i'm giving put tattoo &amp;amp; that's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;part of e birthday surprise&lt;/span&gt;!!! Still remember e look on his face with at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;BIG BIG SMILE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (: Thinking about it makes me happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Ouh ya! NURUL with e MCC had SYF performance! "&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;All e best aye!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Gonna have 3 test on Thursday di. Got to start mugging di. Afraid can't pass my O level sia. SCARY!!! Having so much pressure sia, stressing me. My facial not good di ): having bad migraines too.&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/1550279632299867964-5486201964241907655?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/5486201964241907655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/04/heyhey-tiffany-is-finally-back-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/5486201964241907655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/5486201964241907655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/04/heyhey-tiffany-is-finally-back-again.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-4550268591464213926</id><published>2009-03-19T00:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T00:33:59.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;Okay! Just came back from meeting syg. He came down to Yishun at 10pm. Met with me, Boby, Hakim, Ashvin &amp;amp; their friends. Stay at Northpoint for so long sia. Boring. By 12am, everyone left lor. They just sent me home &amp;amp; now taking cab home.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;Anyway, Woke up at 5.30am then quickly bathe &amp;amp; head to syg's house by 6.50am. Damn sleepy. Wanted to go for e first slot for English but instead, took e second slot. HEHE! (: Only had Suat Khoon, Wyndee, Zeng Yi, Ping Hoe &amp;amp; i. Ended at 12pm sia. At 2plus then went to eat &amp;amp; then to TPY with Nurul &amp;amp; Azizah. Saw Mercy! MISSED HER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;Ouh ya, syg also went to TPY luh. SAD!!! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;Tomorrow going to fetch him from school:)&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/1550279632299867964-4550268591464213926?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/4550268591464213926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/03/okay-just-came-back-from-meeting-syg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/4550268591464213926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/4550268591464213926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/03/okay-just-came-back-from-meeting-syg.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-5143609276919933147</id><published>2009-03-17T19:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T01:43:18.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;WEEEEEEE&lt;/span&gt;~!! morning got to disturb that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;BIRTHDAY GIRL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yo. &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY to ALVIN! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Once &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nunu&lt;/span&gt; came, i gave e biggest &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hug &amp;amp; sang her a song&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Hope she's happy today. :) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Woah&lt;/span&gt;, had a headache today yo, slept awhile in class, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ibu&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;kakak&lt;/span&gt; try to take my pen but didn't know i was awake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt;. :) &lt;strong&gt;FUNNY!&lt;/strong&gt; Finish lesson around 10:15am Then rushed to interchange with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kakak&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; my daughter. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Herlina&lt;/span&gt; was so kind enough to accompany me go Boon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Keng&lt;/span&gt; there to meet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;syg&lt;/span&gt;. Actually, cause she has nothing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Wanted to buy cake for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Nurul&lt;/span&gt; but then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;syg&lt;/span&gt; only finish school at 12plus 1. Lucky have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;kakak&lt;/span&gt;. Stupid 2 groups of guys outside &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;syg's&lt;/span&gt; school keep disturbing us. Then we walked to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt; to eat. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Bodoh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;sia&lt;/span&gt;, don't know why got this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;secondary school&lt;/span&gt; BOYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (see how i emphasize those guys as boys) kept disturbing us. Lame, damn seriously childish! (: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;heheh&lt;/span&gt;. By 12pm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;syg&lt;/span&gt; finished school &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; coming to find us but we were too full &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt;. So decided to walk, manage to walk e way they always walk. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Pandai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;sia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;aku&lt;/span&gt;. (: Headed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;syg's&lt;/span&gt; house with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Farhann&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; him while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;kakak&lt;/span&gt; go back school find &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Fatin&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;YEAH!!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE MUHAMMAD &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;KHIDIR&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Chipmunk babysit me today again:)&lt;/strong&gt; Thanks sitter. Tomorrow mostly can't meet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;syg&lt;/span&gt;. He has to go meet his mum. But morning will do:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1550279632299867964-5143609276919933147?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/5143609276919933147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/03/weeeeeee-morning-got-to-disturb-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/5143609276919933147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/5143609276919933147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/03/weeeeeee-morning-got-to-disturb-that.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-7753283292325990066</id><published>2009-03-17T00:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T19:42:00.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, NURUL AMANINA!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;She's my lovely BFF, silly billy her. :) My ibu too:) I love her so much, &amp;amp; she's always there for me. I'll be there for you too luh. HAHA! Well, older one more year. Wiser too:) Study hard for your O level aye. Actually, tmr herlina suppose to bring cake luh. But she went MIA leh. So so sorry!:( You are dead tmr morning!:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SYG! :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i didn't mean for all these to happen. You are e best boyfriend i ever had. I love you no matter what happen. You are someone that is hard to find. I'll never move on with my life without you, i swear to GOD. BUT IF i actually did, my life will be damn miserable, cause i di make this vow. So don't ever leave me. I need you in my life. It's also difficult to forget you, bby. What can i do to make you believe me. Yes, to be frank to you, i'm in e wrong &amp;amp; i'm very sad &amp;amp; hurt. But there are reasons behind those things i did. Syg, think out of e box. You hurt me so deeply, yet i did forgive you. I told you that i can't forget right, but i did force myself to forget about it &amp;amp; so it's happening. Can you trust me? Do i mean something to you? Do you really want me in your life? Do you need me, truthly? Please don't change! I want how we used to be:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU! I NEED YOU! PLEASE!:(&lt;/strong&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/1550279632299867964-7753283292325990066?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/7753283292325990066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-nurul-amanina-shes-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/7753283292325990066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/7753283292325990066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-nurul-amanina-shes-my.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-3919367553636416914</id><published>2009-03-16T21:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T22:40:34.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;It's holiday now. Wee~ but only one week &amp;amp; have to go school everyday still, for normal lessons. ITE peeps good lor, get to rest for 3weeks. They surely gonna have a lot of fun. Wonder what he'll be doing that whole 3weeks, what will his plans be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Okay! In school, had chemistry &amp;amp; math lessons. Chemistry, we went to e lab. Kak Lina wasn't here, didn't have lab partner. :( So Janine did with me. FUN! SWEEEET! Math, at least Ibu Nunu was there with me. She went to view that girl's blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NUNU:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She's a slut. Act cute only. Like trying to have sex. With that squeaky voice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I know we're bad luh but then she sort of said me before. Indirectly luh. Almost spoil my relationship, okay!:( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sigh. Things are getting worse now. I don't know why, but things are changing now. I just got this bad feeling. I'm very confuse now. I just can't stop thinking about it, my tears can't be held back. No matter, whatever things we still do as normal, the feelings between us are different. It isn't there. Not e part where my feelings are fading for him luh. I still do love him as before. Does he still love me as before? Why is it that when there is only him &amp;amp; i, e atmosphere seems so down. He never smile, never seems happy. But once the others came, he was just smiling away. At least he did spoke to them. But nothing to me. I'm not thinking too much, it really did happened &amp;amp; i'm feeling very hurt. How am i suppose to say this to you? From yesterday, every single things i saw &amp;amp; hear are just so different. Don't you care for how i feel? Please go school can. You promise not to skip school anymore. Why is it that things are so shaky for both of us? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If later we talk on e phone, confirm nothing much to talk about one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sometimes, i really do envy those other couples. But i also love e way you treat me, well-at times. I'm sorry. I'm never good for you, never right for you. I love you, syg. Please show me that we still are e same as last time. We still can carry on. I really need you, don't ever leave me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Baby, what did i actually did wrong. Please tell me e truth. Don't just end it this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1550279632299867964-3919367553636416914?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/3919367553636416914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/03/guess-what-its-holiday-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/3919367553636416914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/3919367553636416914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/03/guess-what-its-holiday-now.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-6094885445644441513</id><published>2009-03-16T01:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T22:38:25.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the video that syg took, are in Fi2's site!:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/Sb5RXFL0idI/AAAAAAAACNU/yxs4CMaqfK4/s1600-h/IMG_1727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313774067314362834" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/Sb5RXFL0idI/AAAAAAAACNU/yxs4CMaqfK4/s320/IMG_1727.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/Sb5RX-B3L0I/AAAAAAAACNc/8gPraYD2ZIs/s1600-h/IMG_1728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313774082573414210" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/Sb5RX-B3L0I/AAAAAAAACNc/8gPraYD2ZIs/s320/IMG_1728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Morning, waited for syg to call me. I don't know what time to meet. Finally at 12 plus, he called me. Then about 3pm, waited for syg at Yishun Station. Cause he went to meet Kimseng first &amp;amp; he scare that later my area will rain heavily, which was true, &amp;amp; don't want me to get caught in e rain. Thanks sweetheart, I love you k. Hmm, then we took 855 to Vivo. Syg's brother can't go sia. Their mum don't allow, poor thing sia. Syg said he was very sad. Reached there about 5pm. Then went to 3rd level there. Got quite a lot of ppl. Syg met his friend there. Then Saw ppl shuffle. Hmmm, STYLE! Didn't get to see AzrieSPARKS though. Anyway, syg took 2 video of those ppl shuffle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Well, it was getting boring. So we left. Wanted to go watch movie. But while on our way, in e bus, to TPY, suddenly decided to eat at Newton Circus. Spent around 30bucks. HEHE!:) Then we took a train back home. Today was nice. Only e two of us. Everytime like this also good:) Syg, do you feel so? I hope so.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Well, just went i thought everything was going smoothly. Then i made him sad sia. I hate myself luh. I really didn't meant it. It was e past. As in, because i was sad of what had happen between both of us. I got scolded from you, you were so angry with me &amp;amp; i thought you didn't care about me. I really don't want that to happen, baby. It was silly of me to even do so. Sorry. Please don't sad di. Don't hate me k. Forgive me can? I really love you. You are my everything, &amp;amp; only one:) I love you very much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ps; SORRY!!!:(&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/1550279632299867964-6094885445644441513?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/6094885445644441513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/03/morning-waited-for-syg-to-call-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/6094885445644441513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/6094885445644441513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/03/morning-waited-for-syg-to-call-me.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/Sb5RXFL0idI/AAAAAAAACNU/yxs4CMaqfK4/s72-c/IMG_1727.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-8618373694979135607</id><published>2009-03-15T23:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T01:12:19.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/Sb01L9OUDoI/AAAAAAAACNM/N9YeuDc_nMY/s1600-h/IMG_1639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313461614896483970" style="WIDTH: 240px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/Sb0vJngbUNI/AAAAAAAACIs/VTP_L5kc2m8/s320/IMG_1515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/Sb0vIrHOrHI/AAAAAAAACIk/PLzjpFI3YJo/s1600-h/IMG_1502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313454961425558642" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/Sb0vIrHOrHI/AAAAAAAACIk/PLzjpFI3YJo/s320/IMG_1502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/Sb0vwRrbwDI/AAAAAAAACJM/tyBprfXb2u4/s1600-h/IMG_1487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313455641792856114" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/Sb0vwRrbwDI/AAAAAAAACJM/tyBprfXb2u4/s320/IMG_1487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Actually wanted to post yesterday pictures last night, once i reach home. But was too tired. Even to bathe &amp;amp; talk on e phone with syg. Well, morning woke up at 7.45am to wash e toilet luh. Then left home at 9.30am to syg's house. Took 72 while reading my magazine, i missed my stop. HAHA! Silly me. Had to walk back to syg's block then. Reached there about 10. Syg still sleepy luh, but every time i come, he cannot sleep di. Funny luh him. But in e end both slept, till 12 plus. Before Farhann &amp;amp; his cousin, Acap, came. Ate near syg's house. Then went to yck station meet e others. Headed down to Cityhall. Baby accompany me to Shokudo awhile, talk to them. As usual, Daniel bully me again luh. Ouh ya, Huili no more working there, Lige leaving for China di &amp;amp; Cindy and Sihui working at Hereen one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Went to Peninsula. He bought a pants!:) &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I saw Ahmad, oi!&lt;/span&gt; Haha, he saw my boyfriend first. Also don't know how he know my guy look like how. Hmmm. Then walked to Suntec. The others all walk so slow. While heading to Suntec, there was a sudden silence between us. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then i started to feel how lucky i was to actually have him &amp;amp; him/ I by each other side. :)&lt;/span&gt; Well, we can actually be together for 2 months plus, &amp;amp; can tell that we'll be&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;together forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I don't really know how to put it in words but just can feel it. It's like we were meant to be together? I wonder what he feels. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Anyway, went to arcade. He gave me play this game with him. HAHA! Damn funny luh. I don't even know how to play. But had fun with syg luh:) . &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Saw AzrieSPARKS&lt;/span&gt; while leaving Suntec. Then all of us went to buy KFC &amp;amp; went to e fountain there to eat. Too a lot of pictures! Went to Chijmes to watch soccer. Manchester United vs Liverpool. Syg support Liverpool though. So, i'm on his side:) Woah, score was 1-4! Syg &amp;amp; Dom were like so damn happy. Kept laughing &amp;amp; smiling &amp;amp; disturbing e others. HAHA! If he could every time be jubilant, like how he is with e match, i'll always be happy. Everyone took 851 back from Bugis. Walked home with Farhann &amp;amp; Afiq:). By then, was sleepy di. Chat with baby less than 5mins? that what he said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;(PICTURES HAVE BEEN UPLOADED - to Fi2's Site)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Ps;Baby I really do love you, okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1550279632299867964-8618373694979135607?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/8618373694979135607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/03/actually-wanted-to-post-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/8618373694979135607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/8618373694979135607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/03/actually-wanted-to-post-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/Sb01L9OUDoI/AAAAAAAACNM/N9YeuDc_nMY/s72-c/IMG_1639.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-7679179096543050417</id><published>2009-03-14T00:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T00:04:31.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/c-hazD3Wec8' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/c-hazD3Wec8'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Malay Lesson&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1550279632299867964-7679179096543050417?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/7679179096543050417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/03/malay-lesson_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/7679179096543050417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/7679179096543050417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/03/malay-lesson_14.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-3689294626513823163</id><published>2009-03-13T23:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T00:06:24.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SbqENKHJsKI/AAAAAAAACIc/8jK4zYT7HAE/s1600-h/DSC01026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312704072024436898" style="WIDTH: 240px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SbqEMdl-ICI/AAAAAAAACIE/rktMQtTcQao/s320/DSC01029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Jeng3~ today is Friday 13 again! HAHA! &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY Friday 13 to my BRO, Suresh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BANANA!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; YEA! Next week holiday di but only one week some more everyday must go back for classes though. Got back my report slip. &lt;strong&gt;F9- English, D7- Chinese, B3- Math (another 8 marks, can get A1 sia), B4- Science(Physic pulled me down), A1- Humanities, B3- Poa (another 3 marks get A2).&lt;/strong&gt; Gonna strive much better next time. I hope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Today got back Physic test paper, got 26/30. &amp;amp; my retest i passed no need anymore retest. SWEET! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;During math lesson, e guys started learning Malay!&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Chongmeng, Kinnear &amp;amp; stanley damn drama. Look like monkey. Haha. Damn, cute. Got a video but then don't know why damn soft &amp;amp; it isn't in vertical direction. Sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;After school went to meet (KAK)zizah, then while at hub i saw Maxine, Zaki &amp;amp; his friend. So chat with damn awhile before taking 130 to find syg. We took 857 to yishun. Went to LJS to eat with farhann. Saw Sidd before heading to Yishun Safra. Missed him man. At 4.30pm went back to GV there. Syg &amp;amp; i watch &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Coming Soon".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Freaking scary can. I was damn scare luh. E movie haven't even started, i di like can't breathe but didn't tell him. HEHE:P I kept covering my ears &amp;amp; a lil gap for my eyes. After e show, syg kept scaring me. He so bad luh. Tomorrow going to meet him again:) with e others of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIGH, how i wish can could really get back all my money from those people &amp;amp; that my daddy can find another job again. I really don't know who to talk to. Syg confirm nag at me. But what am i suppose to do sia. It's complicated, hard to say it to him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ps; Saya Sayang Dia&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/1550279632299867964-3689294626513823163?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/3689294626513823163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/03/jeng3-today-is-friday-13-again-haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/3689294626513823163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/3689294626513823163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/03/jeng3-today-is-friday-13-again-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SbqENKHJsKI/AAAAAAAACIc/8jK4zYT7HAE/s72-c/DSC01026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-2991231152390282929</id><published>2009-03-13T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T22:42:38.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;On e &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;09march, Monday,&lt;/span&gt; i didn't have school. E-learning day for my school. Woke up at 7am then headed to syg's house. Did some career thing &amp;amp; English &amp;amp; also slept at his house till 2 plus. Went to market them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;On e &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;10march,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tuesday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; had no math remedial. Syg fetch me from school. Went to Yishun watch movie with syg:) We watch push. Sad sia, he like sick always leh. I'm really worry for him. What more can i do for him? i want to take care of him. But we can't always be together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;11march, Wednesday.&lt;/span&gt; Woke up 5.45am just to go syg's house. Reached there around 6.40am. Talk a lil' before we both sleep till 7.45am. He sent me to school after school as he going to school only at 12pm. Today PE was tiring man. Preparing for our NAFA test. So had to run 6 round around e field. Hmm, only stop for awhile at my last round. COOL! Felt damn nice. As usually, first few to finish. Mr Chia say &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;my running style/skill very good, very nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA! Don't really know what he trying to say but happy luh. Hmm, then had netball training till 5pm. Coach didn't come. Had games with netball style:), half &amp;amp; full court games. Then went to yck meet with Farhann, Boby &amp;amp; Afiq. Waited for syg come then eat. At evening, went to Khatib find that guy as Dhevan told me he saw him. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Those two girls freaking IRRITATING&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;  They only know how to act big. Please luh, if you really did lie or put words in other people's mouth just say e truth can. Who is e coward one? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Can you guys at least grow up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I'm not going to give that guy face anymore. By hook or by crook, i want him to return what he owes me by end of this month. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Freaking LIAR!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Was damn pissed, felt like crying, felt like punching something. Just wanted to get out of there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Walk away from syg, though i know he kept calling me but i'm sorry i can't take it. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Just understand me.&lt;/span&gt; Then he was damn angry with me &amp;amp; broke up with me. So i went to find Maxine, i just can stop crying. Then syg came after me, talk to me &amp;amp; waited for Max. She was sweet enough to talk to him for me. Then everything was okay after that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Sprain my wrist &amp;amp; ankle luh:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ps; Baby, i'm thinking for our future:)&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/1550279632299867964-2991231152390282929?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/2991231152390282929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/03/on-e-09march-monday-i-didnt-have-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/2991231152390282929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/2991231152390282929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/03/on-e-09march-monday-i-didnt-have-school.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-4973640031463454460</id><published>2009-03-08T20:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T23:55:03.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SbPZ8py3PGI/AAAAAAAACHM/bqO45RnIVAc/s1600-h/IMG_1482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310828021634514018" style="WIDTH: 320px; 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waited for syg. Again he was babysitting me. Where he gets 5bucks an hour. But don't know who's giving him. HAHA! We headed to bugis, saw Froggie in e train. Ate at e food court then headed to e national library. It was raining luh. Called syg to cover his head with e hoodie but he don't want to listen. Told him he will be sick later &amp;amp; i don't want that to happen. I'll be sad. Chipmunk's cousin came. So nice of them to accompany me to study. Then met up with Ashvin &amp;amp; Bobby. Saw Elroy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Then trained to Aljunied. Aiyoh, then this is e part when syg scolded me sia :( . I was just feeling warm &amp;amp; i didn't want to wear my cardigan. Like this feel very uncomfortable what. He say to his friend as if i really want to give ppl see only. He said me till like i'm a slut or what. Really hurts. I just pushed him away. &amp;amp; then he insisted on sending me home now. I just stood there &amp;amp; cried. He grabbed me until very painful. Keep saying me, fine, i just wear back e jacket. He held my hand &amp;amp; then we walked while i kept crying. The others were waiting for us. I don't really know that place well, just followed him wherever he went. I also don't know why we were even doing there. Nothing di, he talked to me very nicely di. He said some sweet things:). But i was still feeling hurt &amp;amp; sad just don't feel like saying anything or smiling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Syg, Bobby, Chipmunk, Bear, Hakim, Afiq, Acap &amp;amp; i took bus 13 to east coast there cause Chipmunk family's bbq. Don't know who birthday. Forgot what he say to me di. haha! Something just felt weird before we were in e bus. Syg suddenly at a flu &amp;amp; after giving me a peck, he say my mouth taste better. Then i felt his face. GOSH! He's really sick. Having high FEVER sia. Sigh! I was damn sad di then i heard from bobby that syg's mum told bobby that he was di sick &amp;amp; having a fever in e morning di. &amp;amp; no one even told me:( . &amp;amp; i was sad there syg, don't even one to go sick doctor. I know his don't want to waste his parents money nor he wants them to worry for him. I just him to see e doctor i will pay for his bill one. I don't mind. I just want him to be well. Please, i don't want to see you sick again. It was like all e guys are not feeling well luh. Alamak. I don't know what they did sia. Some threw up, having headache &amp;amp; stuffs. They all went to e toilet so long luh, they lied to me nothing happen, but at last syg told me e truth. Then late di, i need to go home. Took a cab from there. First sent Hakim to Bedok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;, then syg to Amk, Bobby to Yck &amp;amp; i to yishun:) At least now syg is feeling better. We aren't meet tmr though. Gonna miss him!!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ps; We'll surely married, i promise:)&lt;/strong&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/1550279632299867964-4973640031463454460?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/4973640031463454460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/03/7march-met-chipmunk-waited-for-syg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/4973640031463454460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/4973640031463454460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/03/7march-met-chipmunk-waited-for-syg.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SbPZ8py3PGI/AAAAAAAACHM/bqO45RnIVAc/s72-c/IMG_1482.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-1644143341612709716</id><published>2009-03-08T19:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T20:15:05.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6march;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Had 3 test today yo! Boring. First test was Physic. I didn't even studied for it. OMG! Then had Chinese test. I seriously don't know how to do. Don't even understand what they are talking about. By recess time, i di studying for my retest for Physic. &amp;amp; at Chemistry lesson, i was talking on e phone with BBY. &amp;amp; yea, he made m cried again. He really want to fight sia. Why can't he just listened to me? Talked to me on e phone till so fierce. Like don't even feel like talking to me. Sigh. From we hanging up e phone, i was in e situation where everyone gets worried. Stanley kept pleasing me to tell him what happen, the others keep asking me to smile. But i just say nothing &amp;amp; that i was just listening to teacher recap on e topic. Well, thought had netball today, found out that every friday don't have. &amp;amp; on one of e Saturday, we having a friendly match. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;So after everything, i headed to syg's house. Chipmunk was there too. All e way was sad luh but didn't let syg know. Cause i know how much he wants to find that guy. &amp;amp; no matter what, if i say you can't go, he will comfirm get angry with me. What am i suppose to do. He don't even will listen to me at all. What am i to him? So we left his house went to market where he waited for the others. We bought food di want to eat, then Momo called. Nothing much know, till the way he talk to her. To them, it's nothing much. But he just don't know how it really feels. If he only treats friends nicely, then i rather being friend with him. In that way, he won't hurt me every again &amp;amp; he will really know how to treasure me &amp;amp; love me. Damn~ it's long that i was crying. We broke up for that short period. I just can't control my tears, finally we got back together di &amp;amp; i just stop crying. I just get my tears out anymore. Anyway, after bobby &amp;amp; ashvin came, Farhann &amp;amp; i went home changed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Suppose to meet syg then we go to east coast. But they weren't done yet. So went with them. Farhann had to babysit me! HAHA! Well, chat with him a lot. All of my sad feelings just said out. That's felt much better. Then went back with all of them. We took a cab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Ps; I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Please hurt me no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1550279632299867964-1644143341612709716?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/1644143341612709716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/03/6march-had-3-test-today-yo-boring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/1644143341612709716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/1644143341612709716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/03/6march-had-3-test-today-yo-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-3475523938628640166</id><published>2009-03-08T19:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T19:56:06.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;5march;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Syg had me worried for e whole day! :( Can't contact him at all. Never even reply my messages, his handphone can't get through, house phone no one answer. Bobby called me telling me that he didn't go school &amp;amp; poor bobby got into problem. So freaking ass those ppl. Feel bad for him. Anyway, syg was sick again. sigh! :( So i skipped my Chinese extra lesson just to see him. How i wish i could really take care of him, always by his side. I really want to stay with him luh. Missing him every single time. Then we headed to yck. Meet with Bobby &amp;amp; Hakim. Syg don't want to go home early today. Ashvin, Wan, Jon, Shaun, 2guys &amp;amp; 1 girl came. Then we went to fitness corner there. They played soccer at there so long. Finally everyone sat down. Then they talk about stupid stuffs. Want to go find trouble with this person luh. Syg should know how much i don't like about him being involve in this type of situations. But yea, i know, Bobby is your friend. But which would you want to listen to. Then by night, Syg sent me home. Saw Zul. Then afterwards we went home di. Everything settled, he listened to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ps; I love you bby!&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/1550279632299867964-3475523938628640166?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/3475523938628640166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/03/5march-syg-had-me-worried-for-e-whole.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/3475523938628640166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/3475523938628640166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/03/5march-syg-had-me-worried-for-e-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-7415469897599649027</id><published>2009-03-08T19:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T19:58:10.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;4march;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;this date was XingyiSIS aka zengyiBRO 's Birthday day yo!! He had e most horrible birthday cause everyone disturb him about his small eyes, being a duck, &amp;amp; the way he talks. hahah! But Mr Lee CY had us singing happy birthday to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;Anyway, after school, didn't have Chinese remedial &amp;amp; Judy &amp;amp; i manage to skip netball again. HAHA! Then we quickly went to AMK Hub, where we waited till syg's school end. Though of fetching him from school then head to Khatib find her &amp;amp; her boyfriend, Zaki. Well, he ended school early, so i head to khatib myself. Ouh man, I miss her so damn much! Both not happy about one small kid luh! That girl thinks she who sia. After Zaki's friends left, syg &amp;amp; bobby then reach. Met them at mac where they had something to do. In then, Max &amp;amp; Zaki went to bishan while we headed back to yishun find e others. Then to Dom's condo. Around 8, i was hungry so we went to 123 makan &amp;amp; then headed home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hmm, was sad luh. He told me he didn't message any girl at all &amp;amp; he was so sure &amp;amp; swear about it. But just nice, i saw his sent item where he sent a message to this girl. The way he message her like very sweet only. I don't mind him messaging girls, though- of course i'll be feeling jealous luh, but he still needs his own life. Anyway, once i showed him e message i found out, his reaction was just like - ouhh, okay. Ya i got sent message to her. So?- At e point of time, i didn't know what to say. What does this actually shows?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ps; Why must i always get hurt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Do you love me like last time?&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/1550279632299867964-7415469897599649027?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/7415469897599649027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/03/4march-this-date-was-xingyisis-aka.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/7415469897599649027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/7415469897599649027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/03/4march-this-date-was-xingyisis-aka.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-1494483185702429618</id><published>2009-03-03T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T21:47:26.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO HUIYI!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; My lovely BFF of Sec3'07. Be happy always, All e best know. Last long with Jason aye! I LOVE YOU! tmr is ZengYi sis birthday!!! :) Today had 2 test. Tmr have 1 test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;To Elmo &amp;amp; Chubs! Don't always sad leh. I worry for you two know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLEASE TAKE CARE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;After school, syg fetched me then we went to market eat. Then went his house to sleep. Both sleepy luh! Jason Tan called me, shocked sia. Then i saw Feeqah at bus stop of AMK ITE there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ps; I LOVE YOU BABE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1550279632299867964-1494483185702429618?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/1494483185702429618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-to-huiyi-my-lovely-bff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/1494483185702429618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/1494483185702429618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-to-huiyi-my-lovely-bff.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-1411362385984773363</id><published>2009-03-03T20:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T21:26:52.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/Sa0vTZNdyaI/AAAAAAAACFU/GtDZJaTHjuI/s1600-h/IMG_1375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308951545971067298" style="WIDTH: 320px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/Sa0twMhLlwI/AAAAAAAACEU/rpqb9xrb08Q/s320/IMG_1315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;On e 28 feb'09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, woke up at 6am. Syg &amp;amp; Nunu met me at yishun MRT station. Took bus 858 to T3 to send Azhar off. So sad that he had to go. Nunu very sad luh. At e airport, a lot of ppl sia. Relatives &amp;amp; friends were all crying. Nunu &amp;amp; Fatin cried too. Felt so poor thing for them. After that syg, Nunu &amp;amp; i went to eat then went to parkway parade to Action Toyz to find Syahiir &amp;amp; Hamimah. Then syg &amp;amp; i went to tiong bahru to find job. Was raining so damn heavily luh, so was stuck under block. Afterward, headed to Yck find KimSeng, Wan, Jon &amp;amp; Gloria. Took cab after that, cause syg can't send me back &amp;amp; he wants me to. Sigh, sorry syg for making you be involve in that boi's thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;It's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;1 march'09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; di!!!&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; HAPPY 2nd MONTH to us syg! I LOVE YOU!&lt;/span&gt; Woke up at 5 then headed to yck station. waited with Jon &amp;amp; Shaun for the others. Late di yo! First thing i saw syg, i was damn happy. He is e one that i love a lot &amp;amp; that we can last till e 2 months &amp;amp; more. :) Then they had their match at Sentosa. Damn hot sia! Sigh, irritating sia e sun. I got serious sunburn! Sigh, sorry syg. Not that our 2nd month suck luh. Is just that i really thought it wasn't important to you. Don't even know you remember if that day was our second month not, till i say it to you. Then after you guys finished showering, you say go home &amp;amp; e first thing that come into my mind that you really meant it. Cause i can tell that you are very tired after your game. Sorry that i walked away from you at e market there. I didn't mean to. I was just damn sad that our 2nd month wasn't that happy. You should know how important that day meant for me. Things had changed between both of us &amp;amp; i can tell. You never get angry with me &amp;amp; you just burst it out today. I kept crying &amp;amp; saying sorry to you but you just ignored that. I want to hold you, hug you but you don't allow me. I'm really scare now luh. You may say that you won't leave me but no one ever knows. Sorry about at night while we were heading back home. Sorry that i cried again. Is just that i thought you really changed! But e fact that he was sick in the end. Sigh, i really don't know how to take care of you &amp;amp; your heart. Sorry babe. Can we stop having this conversation anymore. Don't ever treat me differently again, please. I want you badly in my life!!! :) I LOVE YOU! I'll live my whole life with you, &amp;amp; only you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ouh yea, Gerard-FROGGIE thanks for e dedication to Syg &amp;amp; i. Appreciated it a lot, though was a lil' embarrass about us not keep on fighting. HAHA! &amp;amp; that songs was nice! syg used to sing to me luh siol!!:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ps; Ku Cinta Dia&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/1550279632299867964-1411362385984773363?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/1411362385984773363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/03/on-e-28-feb09-woke-up-at-6am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/1411362385984773363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/1411362385984773363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/03/on-e-28-feb09-woke-up-at-6am.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/Sa0vTZNdyaI/AAAAAAAACFU/GtDZJaTHjuI/s72-c/IMG_1375.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-2236791193815814758</id><published>2009-02-28T00:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T00:27:27.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I don't understand in life. Why must there be so many rumors &amp;amp; lies! Why is it that things happen on me mostly. I didn't know he was really really a big freaking jerk till i heard it from someone today. Whatever things that i didn't do, was said as i did it. Whatever things that he did, was said as he didn't do. Why must things be so complicated too. I just don't get it. It was stupid of me to even love them. Now that i've sort of moved on, those things are still bothering me. Those things are still happening around me, surrounding around me! And it SUCKS!!!! Sigh, now my own bestie is also helping him di. No, wrong, he had always been on that freaking jerk side. Now they also don't need me di. Don't even bother to text me &amp;amp; everything. After that fight with that BITCH at e park, things had changed. Never that close di. What more can i do. Everything that isn't my fault, turns out to be mine. I do have feelings, i'm not stubborn. It really do hurt badly. :(&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/1550279632299867964-2236791193815814758?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/2236791193815814758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-dont-understand-in-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/2236791193815814758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/2236791193815814758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-dont-understand-in-life.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-5145724680828845135</id><published>2009-02-26T21:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T22:10:51.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;WEEEE~ have been having camp lately. So damn fun yo!! espically with all e Sec5s together. Yesterday was about motivation talk for studies &amp;amp; today is about career. Hmm, had fun with ibu mostly cause she siting beside me. Anyway, after school went to fetch syg from school. Took 130 to his school then jon brought me in to find him. Saw Halif. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Bloody hell, that boy think you who sia. You owe me $366 bucks &amp;amp; i have e right to report you to e police when i di gave you a lot of chance. &amp;amp; his gf is like so damn two-faced since last time ar. Anyhow put words into my mouth. Still small kids luh. Grow up can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Having been having a lot of conflict with syg lately luh. Sigh. I hope i still can trust me. But one thing is he will always be in my life. I hope he won't hate me now, cause he has changed lately:( . Recently he got scold me di lor. Can he still understand &amp;amp; stand me for who i am? hehehe. Btw, Nunu-ibu thanks for always being there for me aye. I LOVE YOU, bestie!! You too &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;don't sad di.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;TMR is last day of camp, sorry ppl i'm not going. But ibuNUNU remember help me take know:P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ps; Syg, I Love You!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I Won't Leave You!&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/1550279632299867964-5145724680828845135?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/5145724680828845135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/02/weeee-have-been-having-camp-lately.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/5145724680828845135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/5145724680828845135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/02/weeee-have-been-having-camp-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-198766103103452485</id><published>2009-02-24T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T23:03:47.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;How i really wish that he could really keep his promises &amp;amp; not lie to me anymore. I really hope that this time i could really really trust him. Had a real big quarrel on Monday. Sigh. I just can't hold back my tears, i'm sorry. I don't wish that you will see my tears again but if you want to make friends with her, i don't mind. Don't need to go e extent that you didn't even contact her &amp;amp; that she called you for no reason? He threw his phone though, heart pain sia. Anyway, I'm so grateful that he did told me e truth in the end, at night. Yea, it's hurtful to hear that he lied again but at least he got tell me. That's all i need from you, baby! I promise you that i'll never leave you, i also don't want to luh. &amp;amp; i'll promise that i'll try to forget all those time that you hurt me badly, okay? Anyway, our 2nd month coming di. Happy luh siol! Truthfully speaking, he's e longest! (: Going to sentosa on that day, cause morning he got match!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Tmr having our level camp di. Lazy go school, but still will go. After school then fetch him. Wish that he will always go school, no skipping school or classes!! :)&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/1550279632299867964-198766103103452485?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/198766103103452485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-i-really-wish-that-he-could-really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/198766103103452485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/198766103103452485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-i-really-wish-that-he-could-really.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-7644694359636741935</id><published>2009-02-23T23:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T23:45:46.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SaLBgDbKe8I/AAAAAAAACD0/OMa6RNqmrJs/s1600-h/DSC01020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306016067415079874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SaLBgDbKe8I/AAAAAAAACD0/OMa6RNqmrJs/s320/DSC01020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SaLBfnOFKPI/AAAAAAAACDs/ZnkZHmrGxHc/s1600-h/DSC01009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306016059844012274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SaLBfnOFKPI/AAAAAAAACDs/ZnkZHmrGxHc/s320/DSC01009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SaLBfqgVEFI/AAAAAAAACDk/XXbuWCJaoVk/s1600-h/DSC01006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306016060725858386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SaLBfqgVEFI/AAAAAAAACDk/XXbuWCJaoVk/s320/DSC01006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SaLBfOe4v9I/AAAAAAAACDc/sYSLDKw3Tv8/s1600-h/DSC01002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306016053203615698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SaLBfOe4v9I/AAAAAAAACDc/sYSLDKw3Tv8/s320/DSC01002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SaLBeL9vMjI/AAAAAAAACDU/jCoBuupDLdU/s1600-h/DSC01001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306016035347837490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SaLBeL9vMjI/AAAAAAAACDU/jCoBuupDLdU/s320/DSC01001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On e Saturday, 21Feb'09.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Morning met with Syg at YCK at 11.30am. But i was so dumb enough to even forget which stop i'm suppose to alight &amp;amp; alighted at AMK. STUPID RIGHT? Nunu laugh at me &amp;amp; say i must blog this! Damnn~ that IBU. haha. After that, syg &amp;amp; i went to Mac Drive-In to meet up with nunu. Then we studied for awhile till that Clown, Halif, came. In the end, both Syg &amp;amp; Halif, from hating each other year1 &amp;amp; 2, becoming friendly friends. hahaha! hmm, then Azrie (Herlina's Daddy) came. Then we all headed to amk station to meet up with Hamimah &amp;amp; Suzie ar. Then went to Marina bay, Marina Barrage. It was quite nice though but still boring. Quite romantic luh. Chubs came too. Then all walked to Esplanade there. Sat awhile, took pictures &amp;amp; then by 6pm Nurul, Chubs, Syg &amp;amp; i left. Chubs went to Sembawang with Syg &amp;amp; i. Met with Bobby &amp;amp; Elmo. Elmo was in a bad bad mood &amp;amp; walked off. Poor ChubsSWEETY! :( Chubs left by 9.30pm. Sorry can't send you back know. ILY, SWEET! Walk around with Syg &amp;amp; his ITE friends. Stupid jungle thing. Creeps me out so damn much luh! haha. Then syg &amp;amp; i left di. Suppose to be his mum sent me back. Luck never. What a relief. (SYG: not i don't want hor. i wasn't prepare to meet her &amp;amp; beside i'm very shy &amp;amp; i wasn't dress properly luh.) Hmm, took a long route bus to my block there. Sat at e bus stop for ages, talking about e past. The first time we met!:) Then by 1plus am he left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Well, actually we weren't in good terms on that day. Both were sad at times. Especially, Syg. i'm sorry. I promise that i won't leave him. I say to him that we shouldn't meet too often, what if we were to break up one day? how are we suppose to survie without one another. Well, i was wrong to say that. We will never be separated! I promise, I swear! :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ps; Ku Cinta Dia! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I Love You! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1550279632299867964-7644694359636741935?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/7644694359636741935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/02/on-e-saturday-21feb09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/7644694359636741935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/7644694359636741935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/02/on-e-saturday-21feb09.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SaLBgDbKe8I/AAAAAAAACD0/OMa6RNqmrJs/s72-c/DSC01020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-3974556546572539649</id><published>2009-02-23T22:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T23:44:52.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SaK7mxvcPLI/AAAAAAAACDM/uz4iXNxggGc/s1600-h/DSC00987.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SaK7mxvcPLI/AAAAAAAACDM/uz4iXNxggGc/s1600-h/DSC00987.JPG"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306009585857608882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SaK7mxvcPLI/AAAAAAAACDM/uz4iXNxggGc/s320/DSC00987.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SaK7mtGvADI/AAAAAAAACDE/q-5Z6erV_zs/s1600-h/DSC00986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306009584613130290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SaK7mtGvADI/AAAAAAAACDE/q-5Z6erV_zs/s320/DSC00986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SaK7mWEq3dI/AAAAAAAACC8/UXXHoQsNvJ4/s1600-h/DSC00984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306009578430455250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SaK7mWEq3dI/AAAAAAAACC8/UXXHoQsNvJ4/s320/DSC00984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SaK7mR9PaGI/AAAAAAAACC0/kFSshH4IGCA/s1600-h/DSC00982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306009577325553762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SaK7mR9PaGI/AAAAAAAACC0/kFSshH4IGCA/s320/DSC00982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SaK7mGZt_PI/AAAAAAAACCs/GoNWzUr5Tqk/s1600-h/DSC00981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306009574223772914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SaK7mGZt_PI/AAAAAAAACCs/GoNWzUr5Tqk/s320/DSC00981.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;hmm, found out at syukri is syg's cousin sia!! (: Hmm, learnt something from Herlina. haha! " Tiffany always go to MKH!" &amp;amp;&amp;amp; MKH- Muhammad Khidir's house. cause she wants to go to IMH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Anyway, on e Friday, 20feb'09. Straight after school, had to rush to syg's house. In the end he also never go for prayer. Make me rush only, how bad. Then left his house quite late before heading to PHS, he need to collect his certificate &amp;amp; testimonial. Then reached yishun at 4pm. I was pissed, because i don't like to go out so late one luh. Habit di luh. Moreover, i know my parents don't like luh. Anyway, syg waited for me outside my house for an hour, for me to bathe &amp;amp; get ready. Well, that day was my day luh. Like not in e mood to go out &amp;amp; to dress up. So ya. Afterwards, went to Plaza Sing. Accompany him to go find job. Hope he really gets e job. Then to Cathay &amp;amp; sort of waited for Bobby &amp;amp; Jasmine. Headed to Skate park, meet up with Gerard, Gabriel &amp;amp; Joel. While waiting for them to finish playing, i was listening to music. Sigh. All e memories just got into mind. Sorry syg. But i'm trying to forget it. I really do love you &amp;amp; trust you but it does hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;PS; AbgIDE broke up with his gf di sia &amp;amp; he got sack from work. Sigh. I wonder how is he. IDK what to do sia. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ps; I'll always remember you, stay by your side!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;He's my BBY BOY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1550279632299867964-3974556546572539649?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/3974556546572539649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/02/hmm-found-out-at-syukri-is-sygs-cousin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/3974556546572539649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/3974556546572539649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/02/hmm-found-out-at-syukri-is-sygs-cousin.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SaK7mxvcPLI/AAAAAAAACDM/uz4iXNxggGc/s72-c/DSC00987.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-3635567237159091752</id><published>2009-02-18T22:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T22:34:41.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZwbsdsw0SI/AAAAAAAACCc/b7CDXVvVlyQ/s1600-h/untitled11.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304144911836172578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZwbsdsw0SI/AAAAAAAACCc/b7CDXVvVlyQ/s320/untitled11.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Today no netball or extra lesson. Syg didn't go school today :( Then he came to fetch me. Nurul came school today siol! Lina didn't come school! Stanley wants to divorce me &amp;amp; want to abondan his wife &amp;amp; daughter! hahaha! Damn drama in class!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Hmm, anyway, after school, nunu met up with zizah &amp;amp; i went off to yishun with syg. then we went to BK to study &amp;amp; eat. Afterwards went to dominic's condo to chill..... (: with their ite friends &amp;amp; of course with Chipmunk &amp;amp; Hakim luh!:) Went back at 9plus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;anyway, i'm planning to work &amp;amp; to join back dance. Good idea?? hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ps; I'm missing my LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;but yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I need him!&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/1550279632299867964-3635567237159091752?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/3635567237159091752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-no-netball-or-extra-lesson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/3635567237159091752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/3635567237159091752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-no-netball-or-extra-lesson.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZwbsdsw0SI/AAAAAAAACCc/b7CDXVvVlyQ/s72-c/untitled11.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-2385429489896839398</id><published>2009-02-18T21:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T22:25:44.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZwZbUGTFSI/AAAAAAAACCU/R8TOt9JLvXM/s1600-h/151722674_cfe3757dff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304142418177889570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZwZbUGTFSI/AAAAAAAACCU/R8TOt9JLvXM/s320/151722674_cfe3757dff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday, 16feb'09;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;had our new schedule for our extra lessons! BORING! Nunu got 2 days MC sia. Hope she's alright ); During VE, went to hall for some Total Defence ceremony talk. Then went back to Stanley to syg's house... (: Afterwards, went to YCK to eat. Then syg went to yishun with me. We went to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bottle Tree Park. Romantic &lt;/span&gt;okay :). Talked a lot. He said he like at that moment, like when we first time met. Then he took cab home.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday, 17feb'09;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Nothing much today. Assembly had drama. About Total Defence again. HAHA! T-E-R-R-O-R-I-E-S! Cute song okay(: All e Sec5 got to leave first. Weeeeee~ Went to Math remedial alone. Nurul not in school, Herlina not feeling well &amp;amp; went home first. But lucky still got Stanley. After remedial, everyone left. Waited for syg. [Sayang luh! Don't let me go his school there wait for him. sigh~ at least i wasted 45mins plus of e journey ma.]Then auntie had to lock e door, so went down to canteen find Elmo &amp;amp; Rahmat. Then went to opposite school, chill. Elmo was sad again, after i say that he got gf di never tell me. What's wrong with him sia? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyway, Elmo is with Chubs! LAST LONG AYE! Love you guys lots.&lt;/span&gt; Waited for syg from 3.45 to 7.30. But i don't mind. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Just felt bad that he rush down to find me ): Am i actually a good gf to him? Am i understanding him enough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ps;Waiting for e up coming 2nd month!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ku Cinta Dia&lt;/span&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/1550279632299867964-2385429489896839398?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/2385429489896839398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/02/monday-16feb09-had-our-new-schedule-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/2385429489896839398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/2385429489896839398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/02/monday-16feb09-had-our-new-schedule-for.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZwZbUGTFSI/AAAAAAAACCU/R8TOt9JLvXM/s72-c/151722674_cfe3757dff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-3777496145439116658</id><published>2009-02-16T03:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T03:26:59.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Firstly, today went for a jog at 10.40am. Then waited for Syg to wake up. Around 3pm he then woke up. He say he only can meet me at night. So nevermind lor. Faster finish with my computer stuffs &amp;amp; go out to study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Suddenly felt a bored studying alone, so i called Khafiq to accompany study under his block till 8pm, waiting for Syg to come. Left the home at 6pm. Then Syg call, saying he can meet me at di. So took my time &amp;amp; waited for him at Khatib station. Then went to study under block with Kitty &amp;amp; Wan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;At 9plus pm, packed up &amp;amp; went to find Syg's friend, Joel. Sat at Orchid Park Condo till 11pm. Then Syg &amp;amp; i took a cab back. Cause he was suppose to go home at 10pm. As he mum called him. I was damn shock seeing his mum calling my phone. :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Now i've finally finish blogging &amp;amp; uploading e pictures. So to Chipmunk, Froggie &amp;amp; rest that wants e pictures. They are under e link "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tiffi0809.multiply.com/photos/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Fi2's Site - PHOTOGRAPHY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;" on e right hand corner. Sorry for waiting. :P Got to go sleep now. I miss Syg di!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ps; I'm missing you every second!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1550279632299867964-3777496145439116658?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/3777496145439116658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/02/firstly-today-went-for-jog-at-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/3777496145439116658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/3777496145439116658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/02/firstly-today-went-for-jog-at-10.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-6772660609173456404</id><published>2009-02-16T01:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T02:37:43.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VALENTINE'S DAY&lt;/span&gt; with Muhammad Khidir Bin Tahir! &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/span&gt; to KimSeng- Orang Utan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Started off waking up at 11. Hmm, Syg &amp;amp; Chipmunk hardly even slept sia:( Anyway, Farhann had to send his lil' sis to school, so met them at bus stop. Then he passed e &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hearts, Bear &amp;amp; Brownie&lt;/span&gt; to me &amp;amp; Khidir. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Syg, gave a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;CARE BEAR &amp;amp; a BRACELET&lt;/span&gt;!(: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE IT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, okay! Then we are off to meet LaimiSWEET at Khatib station. Cute luh, she &amp;amp; him. Then Syg &amp;amp; i went to 810 e park there to wait for Chipmunk. We talk a lot about e fight we had last time, but then we are still okay. HAHA!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;After Chipmunk came, we took bus down YCK then a train to Cityhall. Waited for KimSeng &amp;amp; the others. We then went to CityLink jalan2. Hehe! Had a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;lousy secret communication&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with Farhann, in the end Khidir also know. :P I was telling him that i felt bad that i didn't buy anything for Syg &amp;amp; that what should i buy. HAHA! Tried to get away from Syg, then so did Farhann. Bought him &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;a Reef Slipper &amp;amp; a RipCurl Shirt&lt;/span&gt;. I was damn scare it wasn't nice &amp;amp; he don't like it man. It took us about half an hour to find e gift. By surprise, i bought Chipmunk&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;a Reef Slipper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; too. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Then we two headed off to find Syg, KimSeng, Jon, Wan, Shaun &amp;amp; another two, who idk. &amp;amp; then went to Marina sq. They ate mac. We saw &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ima &amp;amp; her family. I LOVE HER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Syg &amp;amp; i then went to walk2 by ourselves, thought of watching movie but like nothing nice. So in the end i went to eat at food court, then after that go find Chipmunk at Somerset. While heading down e escalator, this &lt;strong&gt;two Caucasian salespeople&lt;/strong&gt;, who were promoting some beauty product, approached us. Ask our age &amp;amp; she was like shock ar. HAHA! FI2 looks mature seh! Then say that Syg &amp;amp; i very matching &amp;amp; stuffs luh:) HAPPY LUH! But funny too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Reached Skate park there. Khidir went to skate with Farhann, Gerard &amp;amp; Joel. Damn bored. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;So took many silly pictures!!&lt;/span&gt; Syg joined in too. Around 10plus, we all went home. Syg &amp;amp; Chipmunk sent me home, we ate Ice-cream! Then Syg stayed over at Froggie's house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Had A Great Time Today With My Lovely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Syg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ps; Thanks for having you with me this V-day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Waiting for our next month.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1550279632299867964-6772660609173456404?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/6772660609173456404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day-with-muhammad-khidir-bin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/6772660609173456404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/6772660609173456404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day-with-muhammad-khidir-bin.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-7931250437800605392</id><published>2009-02-16T00:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T01:25:34.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;ONE WHOLE NIGHT OF HARD WORK, CAN! :) Proud of my Chipmunk luh:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303068327180808834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZhIi_U8soI/AAAAAAAACBc/wyqGcukmodY/s320/Photo055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303068340293973810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZhIjwLXtzI/AAAAAAAACB8/cNQK4hK51kw/s320/Photo060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZhIjhzVUuI/AAAAAAAACB0/5M-uieDrDUg/s1600-h/Photo059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303068336435057378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZhIjhzVUuI/AAAAAAAACB0/5M-uieDrDUg/s320/Photo059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZhIjXdlHjI/AAAAAAAACBs/CETepVUDaZg/s1600-h/Photo057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303068333659463218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZhIjXdlHjI/AAAAAAAACBs/CETepVUDaZg/s320/Photo057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZhIjMViiUI/AAAAAAAACBk/tiSf4MeaIuw/s1600-h/Photo056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303068330672949570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZhIjMViiUI/AAAAAAAACBk/tiSf4MeaIuw/s320/Photo056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LEARNING form his teacher-HAMSTER! :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303069365197955394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZhJfaPhYUI/AAAAAAAACCE/MgeNcRYxNU8/s320/Photo061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HEYYO bloggy &amp;amp; of course ppl. (: sorry didn't blog. Starting off from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;13Feb09, Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY FRIDAY 13, to my FRIDAY 13 BRO, SURESH! IMY!:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Had our Physic test, just know that i felt sleepy after doing. Anyway, last night i was waiting for his call, so i decided to message him first. &amp;amp; he actually was scare to call me. Hahha! Hmm, then after e call, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;we are back to normal di. I really need him in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, beside my BESTIES &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(YES LUH! ESPECIALLY my clique of Malay girls!)&lt;/span&gt; I LOVE YOU, alright! :) Back to today, had English, we thought we will have our delicious cake. So Pamela took out e candles &amp;amp; switch off all e lights. SADLY, no cake sia. Having cake on Monday, cause she doesn't have e time to buy it. &amp;amp; so, most of my class ppl order mac delivery. HAHA! Damn cute, can. Then Chinese lesson, StanleyHUBBY &amp;amp; i kept writing stupid, lame valentine day questions &amp;amp; messages. I was damn sarcastic to him. :P Anyway, through out e whole day, we kept having &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;candle light lesson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! :) Chemistry test was easy, yo! As everyone ask each other for answer! &amp;amp; yeah, syg fetching me from school. He didn't go school today, naughty him &amp;amp; then yanWIFEY wants to meet me too. So both fetched me! :) Honoured seh. Got valentine present from CherieSWEET!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OMG! Nurul, was damn sick still. SIGH! Please be better soon! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:( PPL! One happy news! Zizah, Nas, Nunu, Lina, Nit &amp;amp; I are all okay di, I think. PLEASE tell me e truth ppl. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm loving you guys like hell k.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Don't feel sad, hurt by what had happen between you guys, alright? After all, we are still best friends, aye. Am i smart or am i smart. Heehee. Quickly ran out to find Syg &amp;amp; Wife. Sorry guys for making you wait. Then went to syg's block lepak awhile till wife's friends come. CHIPMUNK was damn sad when i went up Syg's house, .....!:) Chipmunk cheer up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;While waiting for bus going home, Syg's parents saw us at bus stop. Felt so malu sia. hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then at night, Chipmunk &amp;amp; Syg came under my block. Stayed till 1 plus. Helping &amp;amp; accompanying Chipmunk with his valentine present for his laimin. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How sweet &amp;amp; nice of him.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;so, Khidir stayed over Farhann's house&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Oh ya, RussellBRO's friend wants to be my Valentine sia. DOTS-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ps; BABY I LOVE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;VALENTINE'S DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1550279632299867964-7931250437800605392?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/7931250437800605392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-whole-night-of-hard-work-can-proud.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/7931250437800605392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/7931250437800605392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-whole-night-of-hard-work-can-proud.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZhIi_U8soI/AAAAAAAACBc/wyqGcukmodY/s72-c/Photo055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-1386716186414807667</id><published>2009-02-12T21:50:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T23:09:59.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZQ7OCaENMI/AAAAAAAACBU/tuaDFveYXnY/s1600-h/IMG_0478(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301927773672322242" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZQ1xxE-clI/AAAAAAAAB_E/gHSEnujmwjU/s320/DSC00419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I've not mood for anything. Well, i guess that's e end of us then. Is it? Blames are pushed to me, happiness are for others &amp;amp; nothing for me. I'm officially dead! But still have to face everything, living in this world. Friends have all changed, all moved on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NunuBESTIE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; message me in e morning, telling me she isn't coming to school, she's sick.&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Babe, please take care of yourself aye. I do care, no matter what happen, i'll just support your decision.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I've no right to say anything. I just want everything to me alright. I don't want them to think anyhow, when actually it isn't e truth. Just want to say &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ppl, especially to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;zizah, lina, nit &amp;amp; nas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &amp;amp; also those that felt hurt or victims. I know you guys are feeling hurt too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Anyway, i know it's gonna be a bad day. Slept late thinking about things. Homework not done, not prepare for chemistry test. Left home feeling wrong in everything. Feeling sorry. Feeling everyone hates me. Reached e station, thought i won't see anyone of e other side. Wasn't aware till i look up. HE, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Chipmunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, was just in front of me. When i looked into his eyes, i kept feeling the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pain, the hatred &amp;amp; e anger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; he's having. Maybe it's just me or maybe i'm just right. He then turn &amp;amp; walk away. Waiting for e train to stop, while tears slowly rolling down. I felt that piercing feeling in my heart, hardly breathing. The whole journey to school had memories stuck with it. My present wasn't with me. ): I felt to quiet during school time. But lucky, those guys were there for me. Especially, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;StanleyDEAR, ChongMengBESTIE, TuoFengSANZHU &amp;amp; ZengYiSIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. They did cheered me up sitting with them. :) The whole day passed damn fast, last period 20 of us had to go for VE at I-space. While our VP was watching. :O Lesson was talking about&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;"What are e emotions you will have after your loved ones passed away?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Don't know why but Janine &amp;amp; i kept feeling that Mr. Lim kept looking at me while talking like he's only communicating with me, creepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Straight after school, suppose to go to amk ITE find &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bob, yan &amp;amp; man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. But bob was sweet enough to come to my school to fetch me unexpectedly. How nice of him! (: Took 853 to Khatib. Lepak awhile, by 3.3opm he left to meet up with shag &amp;amp; addah. (something like this) Went to yishun interchange to meet with man &amp;amp; headed to 159, waited for yan. Thought wan was coming but he didn't tell us &amp;amp; went to meet bear go sheesha. What a nice friend huh. SEE! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everyone are moving on, everyone has changed!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Barely going lepak with my khatib friends, anymore :( Dad kena retrenched not long too:( Not close to my school friends after school, that's my life &amp;amp; now idk if we both are still together not. Will things turn out right? Will he eventually understand me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I hope Khidir did go school together. &amp;amp; i guess he had fun today, going swimming with his friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ps; I still love you truly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Must things be this way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I remembered one last thing you promised me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;when we really broke up, you will try your best to get me back no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Will you still do that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NANA DARLING KU! IMY.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1550279632299867964-1386716186414807667?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/1386716186414807667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/02/ive-not-mood-for-anything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/1386716186414807667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/1386716186414807667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/02/ive-not-mood-for-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZQ7OCaENMI/AAAAAAAACBU/tuaDFveYXnY/s72-c/IMG_0478(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-1085551911391121872</id><published>2009-02-11T23:08:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T21:45:39.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZLu8OsMlZI/AAAAAAAAB9s/Ev3vxvNfl3E/s1600-h/IMG_1071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301562429871527314" style="DISPLAY: block; 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What's wrong with you guys? Don't you guys know how hurt we are? I didn't know that i wasn't your friend at all. We are not clowns for you guys to use. Why is it that we must entertain you guys? &amp;amp; please why can't i stand up for my rights &amp;amp; her rights too? What BUSYBODY sia. Don't be childish can. Not happy with me just come straight to my face alright. I wasn't even involve in anyway, neither are her junoirs. What have you guys become too? Pushing all e blame to us? Making us feel sad, getting hurt &amp;amp; crying over you guys? Look through e mirror what do you guys see? You guys don't mind losing us as friends huh? No such friends do this to their best friends. Stop pointer blame at others. She is hurt enough, 4 against 1? That isn't fair! Moreover, we have our own problems too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;DARLING! YOUR JUNIORS &amp;amp; I WILL ALWAYS BE THERE FOR YOU! HAMIMAH TOO!! (: take care aye. I love you! :) CARPARK LUH SIOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ps; I miss your kisses, bby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ku cinta dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1550279632299867964-1085551911391121872?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/1085551911391121872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/02/blood-hell-whats-wrong-with-you-guys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/1085551911391121872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/1085551911391121872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/02/blood-hell-whats-wrong-with-you-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZLu8OsMlZI/AAAAAAAAB9s/Ev3vxvNfl3E/s72-c/IMG_1071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-308861922554028110</id><published>2009-02-11T21:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T23:07:37.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZLn6h5sHII/AAAAAAAAB4s/Mhyo0tpUJU8/s1600-h/DSC00975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301554704087260290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZLn6h5sHII/AAAAAAAAB4s/Mhyo0tpUJU8/s320/DSC00975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZLn6T7LfCI/AAAAAAAAB4k/8tCB3ePYXmI/s1600-h/DSC00977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301554700335414306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZLn6T7LfCI/AAAAAAAAB4k/8tCB3ePYXmI/s320/DSC00977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZLn6KKNYSI/AAAAAAAAB4c/jzvZP6ocE0A/s1600-h/DSC00976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301554697714098466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZLn6KKNYSI/AAAAAAAAB4c/jzvZP6ocE0A/s320/DSC00976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZLnxP7TYDI/AAAAAAAAB4U/0lEKgerqYH4/s1600-h/LOVE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301554544643366962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZLnxP7TYDI/AAAAAAAAB4U/0lEKgerqYH4/s320/LOVE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Today didn't meet him in e morning like we always do. Had PE. Run 2 rounds around e field. Did Long Jump. WHOOPY!! Mr. Chia says i'm e best one among e girl, e only one that did correctly. HAHA! I felt that i was flying, WEEEeeeeee! Sat we NunuIBU in class. Got 11/13 for Social Studies. Got POA test. Everyone was asking for answer, she was damn mad at us. Heehee. After school, didn't have netball luh siol! DUMBASS luh Judy. Hmm, waited for BBY &amp;amp; CHIPMUNK to fetch me from school. Keep getting bully by everyone. Specially, e soccer ones :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;After e whole of last night crying, we almost broke up but he manage to get us back together. I just don't wish to leave him. I had make my promise to him. I love him truly, but it's just that everything he does, he never think about me. &amp;amp; you know how hurt that is? I don't mind forgiving him &amp;amp; trusting him again but is just that i can't forget what he had done to me. This time it really hurts badly. Tears kept flowing down my cheeks. Thinking about e time we were together, the way you always hurt me &amp;amp; love me. I remember the first time you scolded me &amp;amp; turn your back on me. I don't think this will ever turn out right for us. Whenever i try to ask you things, i'm too afraid to even do so luh Kid, you won't even one to tell me. I feel you treat friends better right, specially your BFF bah. I went to her blog again, for your information, she went to meet you guys huh? Why is it that i got e information that she bummed into you guys. WOW! After looking through e pictures &amp;amp; e video again &amp;amp; again, you were having so much fun without me. Moreover, after you lied to your girlfriend. Maybe at e point of time, i wasn't even your girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Syg, i want you badly but why is it that you don't treasure me? You are like trying to tell me that you don't need me at all. You have your friends &amp;amp; that's enough for you. Maybe you should really forget about me, cause i know i'll never forget what had happened &amp;amp; that i know you won't want to win back my heart right. You just go on having fun with your friend tomorrow k. You still have e mood for that what. It's good for you that you are not stuck in my freaking, irritating life anymore. You will feel better off without me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I can't seem to breathe. My heart hurt damn much. I can't control these tears. Your face is on my mine when ever you are not with me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ps; ku cinta dia luh siol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;wishing you never leave me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;always beside me, leaning on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Missing your voice, your smile, your kiss :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1550279632299867964-308861922554028110?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/308861922554028110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-didnt-meet-him-in-e-morning-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/308861922554028110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/308861922554028110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-didnt-meet-him-in-e-morning-like.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZLn6h5sHII/AAAAAAAAB4s/Mhyo0tpUJU8/s72-c/DSC00975.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-1792332521446859679</id><published>2009-02-10T21:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T20:33:40.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZGHn6BfTrI/AAAAAAAAB3s/YMowJGX9Sok/s1600-h/DSC00955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301167356051934898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZGHn6BfTrI/AAAAAAAAB3s/YMowJGX9Sok/s320/DSC00955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I thought i was being too selfish. &amp;amp; to you, i am. How can i put this in word to you? How can you even understand me. Lying to me can never lead us to anywhere else. Thinking of all e silly things i ever did, ever think of. I'm a real FOOL to you huh! I try my best to fit into you, to keep my promises. But what do i get? You break your promises, you make me feel hurt. But in the end, everything will just be okay, back to normal. I'm a girl, do e math! What else do you want from me. I don't need anything more from you. You gave me enough. I'm not your type, &amp;amp; maybe you aren't my kind. Now, since you can't understand what i'm going through, just give each other time k. We had talk about this before. You still want to mingle around &amp;amp; i don't blame you. She is right, i've tied you down too long. &amp;amp; this isn't e type of life for you. Or maybe just for now. IDK! You aren't e only one stressing out there. I've my own life too. I've feelings too. I'm sorry... I know i'm breaking my promise now, but you leave me with no other choices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Whether we will ever be back again, it depands on fate. I really hope this thing won't be like our normal problems, the one that we get back easily again.. I love you but we have to leave each other.&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/1550279632299867964-1792332521446859679?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/1792332521446859679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-thought-i-was-being-too-selfish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/1792332521446859679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/1792332521446859679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-thought-i-was-being-too-selfish.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZGHn6BfTrI/AAAAAAAAB3s/YMowJGX9Sok/s72-c/DSC00955.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-1245004406407768819</id><published>2009-02-10T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T21:42:22.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZGEEmyDT5I/AAAAAAAAB3k/n3odl7_SgBY/s1600-h/Yesterday__s_Feelings_by_littlemewhatever.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301163451056607122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZGEEmyDT5I/AAAAAAAAB3k/n3odl7_SgBY/s320/Yesterday__s_Feelings_by_littlemewhatever.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;HEYO! Morning call from SYG! :) At yck, saw chipmunk &amp;amp; laimin luh. Anyway, today got geography test. Can't remember anything luh. Before that slept in Math lesson for 2 period. hehe. Crazy dream i had. It felt as if i had slept for very long &amp;amp; i dreamt about 501, mdm normila, elmo &amp;amp; many things luh. &amp;amp; someone kept sending flowers, dk from who &amp;amp; dk to who. Then got creepy sound effect. Then at one point right, i can't seem to wake up from my sleep. SCARY SIA!!! English lesson was fun! Went to place for inspiration. I gave e most emotion luh. Damn embarrass. Then had Art assembly, Chinese Orchestra performance! COOL! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hmm, syg is late again. Make me sad again. Went all emotional after meeting him. Really luh, if he can't be like other boyfriend, those type, then no need him to fetch me ever again. Anyway, i'm so used to it just finding him. sigh. Anyway, went to his house with Farhann. . . . . :) Then went back with Chipmunk luh. Went to Northpoint to find something that he wants to find. Shhh. I wonder what is e plan on V-day syg had. Aiyoh, he keep asking me to choose. Not romantic luh, he.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I feel bad for this girl man. Idk how am i suppose to help her, i really don't want to see anything bad happen between all of them man. I'm acting as though idk anything. I'm e bad man now? Seeing her feeling hurt. Sad. Emotional crash. I can't bare it at all. SORRY girl, i still CARE! You have me no matter what:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-she knows who i'm talking about:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ps;Counting down to V-day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ku cinta dia&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/1550279632299867964-1245004406407768819?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/1245004406407768819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/02/heyo-morning-call-from-syg-at-yck-saw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/1245004406407768819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/1245004406407768819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/02/heyo-morning-call-from-syg-at-yck-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZGEEmyDT5I/AAAAAAAAB3k/n3odl7_SgBY/s72-c/Yesterday__s_Feelings_by_littlemewhatever.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550279632299867964.post-2211265217281940706</id><published>2009-02-09T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T21:42:22.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBH9PcX6sI/AAAAAAAAB3c/Rg58YjWqqPI/s1600-h/DSC00879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300815878858205890" style="DISPLAY: block; 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&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBH8HDilyI/AAAAAAAAB3E/cn93g1vQ_Oo/s1600-h/DSC00871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300815859426694946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBH8HDilyI/AAAAAAAAB3E/cn93g1vQ_Oo/s320/DSC00871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Heyhey, guys! TIFFY is back to rock your world huh! :) sorry for not blogging since last year march. Many things had happen those past few months. Up &amp;amp; Down. More of jubilant &amp;amp; excitement, yea. Anyway, got into Secondary501'09. SWEET! Class of 302'07 are back! This year, had di started with a blissful one for me. I got to know my SYG luh oi! His name is KHIDIR, okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Our story started off on 01Jan09. I'm still loving him very much, he's my one &amp;amp; only. Too bad if those don't like us to be together. :O hahah. Been meeting every single day &amp;amp; we're not sick of, yea babe? &amp;amp; i got a Chipmunk- Farhann, Orang Utan- Kimseng, Panda- Dominic, Tortoise- Syazwan, Froggie- Gerard, Ibu-Nunu &amp;amp; lastly darling ku- Nana. My life will be great. Thanks guys! That's all, my love ones. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ps; can't wait to go back to Dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Counting down to V-Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ku Cinta Dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1550279632299867964-2211265217281940706?l=teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/feeds/2211265217281940706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/02/heyhey-guys-tiffy-is-back-to-rock-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/2211265217281940706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550279632299867964/posts/default/2211265217281940706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrops-on-his-guitar.blogspot.com/2009/02/heyhey-guys-tiffy-is-back-to-rock-your.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany`hisLIPStouches</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07832835494297913318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBAjQZC_gI/AAAAAAAAB2o/78HjL5HzMTc/S220/DSC00871.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yE14Bq8YLqo/SZBH9PcX6sI/AAAAAAAAB3c/Rg58YjWqqPI/s72-c/DSC00879.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
