<?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-21586505</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:41:22.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its.So.Unbelievable</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>113</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-4258721196564438360</id><published>2007-02-28T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T01:13:43.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Apple.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Work was fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Surprise Surprise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Super duperr slackness galore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Angel is indeed an &lt;i&gt;angel&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We closed the shop at 9.20pm and went back home at 10.20pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That has gone into the book of MANGO records.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"The earliest time to get out of MNG".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not a single hothardheat enter the shop today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Superr borring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But thank god Dills was there to absorb my stupidness and reflect my dumb remarks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shes one great horny bitch. ILHER! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gym tomorrow morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cardio. 45 mins. Have to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just ate one plate of rice with squids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is that sinful or what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nicole Richie seems like Jupiter to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Am talking to Joel Lee right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Boy oh boy do i miss him. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yah oh yah! I bumped into SeeHui just now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still looking fab gurl! I miss youu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cant sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im gonna wait for CSI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If im lucky enough, ill catch it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If not, fuckkit. Sleep my fats off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Just what the fuck did i put myself through? I met you and you made me feel like the luckiest girl alive. Then you left me in the dark with no warning signs and carved out my heart and placed in the desert for the vultures to savour." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fuck you lah nabey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-4258721196564438360?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/4258721196564438360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=4258721196564438360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/4258721196564438360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/4258721196564438360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2007/02/sweet-apple.html' title='Sweet Apple.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-6535226936820857958</id><published>2007-02-26T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T20:33:14.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh boy oh boy.</title><content type='html'>Hello hello. &lt;br /&gt; My 4 day break from hell is coming to a standing ovation end. &lt;br /&gt; Fuck. Screw work. Screw you assfucking assholes who exist to make my life miserable. &lt;br /&gt; Im just so sick of being fake. Ive been longing to be myself infront of people regardless whether i just met or whatever. &lt;br /&gt; Ahh shut up. &lt;br /&gt; On a lighter note, I had a 4e9 class reunion yesterday at Pizza Hut in Suntec City. &lt;br /&gt; It was alright. Had a big bag load of fun. &lt;br /&gt; It might sound tacky, but seriously i miss them. Alot. &lt;br /&gt; I miss those preturbed days, bullying teachers who has hair issues and attitude problems. &lt;br /&gt; Together, we recalled those silly moments, the class nerd "BENG" (wonder whatthefuykhappendtoher) and laughed, eyes making contact and then even laughed harder. &lt;br /&gt; Lol. Time does fly amazingly fast. Its been 2 years since we parted and embarked on individual jouneys towards set goals. Some has graced through most education obstacles but some has yet to. (like me). Haha. &lt;br /&gt; Went to gym this morning. Nicole Richie aye Afa (: LOL. &lt;br /&gt; Afa made this insanely delicious macaroni soup for me! It was super. I swear. Cook more for me ah afa. Erm ok. Ignore that. &lt;br /&gt; Didnt work out as hard as i intended to. Believe it or not, i was near to dozing off while cycling. LOL. I was very sleepy. All i need right now is a 12 hour sleep. &lt;br /&gt; We plan to go gym again tmr morning, but somehow i have a feeling its going into smoke. Naah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I love sappy old love songs. It makes me wanna stare blankly and cry. God, make me thin. &lt;b&gt;FAST. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-6535226936820857958?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/6535226936820857958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=6535226936820857958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/6535226936820857958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/6535226936820857958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2007/02/oh-boy-oh-boy.html' title='Oh boy oh boy.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-6562839976048014365</id><published>2007-02-23T05:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T05:55:13.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screw you.</title><content type='html'>Well. &lt;br /&gt;It has ended. Just like that. &lt;br /&gt; It was a silent killer. &lt;br /&gt; It has came to a point that i loved him. Cared very much for him. &lt;br /&gt; Since it was what he wanted, then he owned it. &lt;br /&gt; Seriously, i cant be bothered very much either. &lt;br /&gt; I dont wanna be some bonafide bitch and cry. &lt;br /&gt; Its no big deal. &lt;br /&gt; No big deal. &lt;br /&gt; Ive a got a life to lead and other bigger problems to tend to. &lt;br /&gt; Im not gonna make this incident pull me down and crash my self-confidence. &lt;br /&gt; I swear it did make me realise that if i was not good enough for him, I'd never be good enough for anyone else. &lt;br /&gt; But hey, not all guys are assholes. Right? Lol. &lt;br /&gt; He was perfect. He cracked the best jokes, giggled at my sillyness, bought me lunch on days im fucking broke, uttered the sweetest words while im half-asleep. &lt;br /&gt; Teasing was our epitome. &lt;br /&gt; Id like to wish him the best for his future endeavours and that he'd always make up a piece of puzzle in me. &lt;br /&gt; &amp;amp; like yeah i watched Sepet. Fuckkit. &lt;br /&gt; I fell in love with the story line and the characters. &lt;br /&gt; I reflected alot upon it and I actually cried when Orked read Jason's letter in the car otw to the airport with her mom. That part was "WOW." &lt;br /&gt; It really punched me in my stomach and my tear gland was ripped apart. &lt;br /&gt; Love is never easy. There are times when you'll say "Fuck love. I can survive on my own. I dont need a blady pig (guy) to be with me." But then again, that remark is superficial. &lt;br /&gt; You'd always wish Mr Right will come, sweep you off your feet and fall in love with you. In my case i wanna my Mr Right to be cheena can ? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-6562839976048014365?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/6562839976048014365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=6562839976048014365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/6562839976048014365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/6562839976048014365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2007/02/screw-you.html' title='Screw you.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-117049941691055649</id><published>2007-02-03T18:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T18:43:36.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid fucking dumbshit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;OMG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ive never felt more stupid in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel like a fucking liar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im so sorry cheenaboy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know its your birthday and everything...but there are some reasons why i did this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think you deserve someone muchh muchh better than me in terms of everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that call was so stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I swear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And im so sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think it'll be the end of everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's my fault and yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for love and care you've showered me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;omg. i need my ciggs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i feel shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;why uh. right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-117049941691055649?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/117049941691055649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=117049941691055649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/117049941691055649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/117049941691055649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2007/02/stupid-fucking-dumbshit_03.html' title='Stupid fucking dumbshit.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-117016495299557714</id><published>2007-01-30T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T21:49:16.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new-found love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im scared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish this is a fairytale that could end up in happy ending and lasts forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As far as i am sane about everything, i think i like him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wont be so childish and say love cos i know its not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We barely knew each other and we still have a long way to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Talking to him at night makes my heart beat profusely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His presence in my mind makes me smile in my sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I stumbled upon his ex's blog and oh boy oh boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was pretty obvious she was deeply in love with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was dedicated to him and so-called fell head over heels for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She called him her 'beautiful' and even made remarks on how perfect he is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But the romance didnt last long due to some complications.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HE BROKE UP WITH HER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After reading her posts about the 'relationship', i felt uncomfortable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe it was better off not knowing about his past romances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But i couldnt help it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, i could understand why she loved him so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hes cute. Hes chinese. Hes cool. Hes simply, adorable. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ergh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its like you cant get enough of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;An sms from him makes me jump.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A call from him leaves me breathless for a coupla seconds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hes like a wish come true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I swear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its the little things that makes me smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TAU TAKPER. ahh. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-117016495299557714?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/117016495299557714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=117016495299557714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/117016495299557714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/117016495299557714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-new-found-love.html' title='My new-found love.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-117003992879886993</id><published>2007-01-29T11:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T11:05:28.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello cheena boy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yay.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O boy o boy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im excited.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im in love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's everything i wanna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From being cheena to the sillyness of his jokes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fuckkit hes 1 yr younger than me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its hot. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its extremely funny when he tries to talk like a malay mudd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hes cute lah (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanna. I wanna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hes having his bdae bash at Zouk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And woot2 im invited babey. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-117003992879886993?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/117003992879886993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=117003992879886993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/117003992879886993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/117003992879886993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello-cheena-boy_29.html' title='Hello cheena boy.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-116974566766297682</id><published>2007-01-26T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T01:21:07.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Topman Day.</title><content type='html'>Took MC today.Im officially sick of work.Of my job.Of my life cycle.I need a fucking boost.A 32429 days holiday away from Singapore.I dont give a shit even if its gonnabe Sri Lanka.Fuck.I need to make new friends.New opinions. New thoughts.Someone who can make me think and awed.Someone who would make me laugh at his/her sillyness or retardation.Someone who would listen to me whine and tell me its okay, and that things will get better.Someone who would encourage me to be a more wholesome person and show me ways to appreciate things better.I love my mom. And my dad.But sometimes they can get under your skin.Sometimes, you wish they would just leave you alone, let you wander around independantly.&lt;br /&gt;I need inspiration. Myspace.com bores me.I simply cant wait for school.Back to the norm.Back to what i should be doing.Not fucking work my ass off.Back to watching people, how they dress, how they laugh, how they eat and how books smell like.I miss making notes, i miss staying up late doin last min revison with Joel online.Boy, was that fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;Im desperate to go back to poly.But to a course of my choice.Theres no more room for last min backing out.Fugg that'll cost me and plus my time will be freaking wasted.Im 19 this yr for gods sake.&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping with Fareed just now.Zoom-ed to Beach Rd, then to Bugis.Ahhh.He bought shirts, jeans and a bag from Topman which cost him like 170 bucks. LOL.But hey, it was worth it ok. Freaking nice.&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHH. LEE KEN IS KILLING MY MIND.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-116974566766297682?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/116974566766297682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=116974566766297682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/116974566766297682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/116974566766297682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2007/01/topman-day.html' title='Topman Day.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-116966207274457672</id><published>2007-01-25T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T02:07:52.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bike. Burnt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;WOOOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fareed finally has a bike!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like finally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isnt that wonderful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can get free rides now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His bike is pretty ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The smaller version of a Harley.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it vibrates a lott.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A fucking damn alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My butt hurt everytime he speeds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it was worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I reached home at a record-breaking time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;30 mins from town all the way to tamp. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yayness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And i freeaking burnt my leg on the way down from his bike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cant understand why there must be 2 exhaust pipes on each side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stupid design.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it hurts a freaking a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me, Jo, Maine and Mich had a conference just now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fuck it was so freaking funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Complaining about our flaws and bitching about the prettyheads.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some girls are just born fortunate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rich. Smart. &amp; Gorgeous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like fuckkit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its so blady unfair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im grateful with what i have now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just that i need to shed a few more kilos and ill be truly satisfied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lee Ken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its been like 4 yrs and ur still remembered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still have a crush on you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I swear. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-116966207274457672?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/116966207274457672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=116966207274457672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/116966207274457672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/116966207274457672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2007/01/bike-burnt.html' title='Bike. Burnt.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-116948445428097125</id><published>2007-01-23T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T00:47:34.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do that shit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hooray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally the tentalizing agony of waiting is over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I DONT HAVE TO PAY 1500 BUCKS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FUCK YOU SATS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well actually, i cant say that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I should say FUCKING THANKS ALOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Esp to Helen who helped me tremendously. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hokay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I promised Fareed to blanja him New York2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's supposed to blanja me. But heck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its his birthday. Sooo yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Give face ah eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its gonna be February soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Valentines day and shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Owells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another meaningless 14th Feb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had trend presentation at Vivo City this morning at freaking 9am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My off day and i had to wake up so fucking early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was 'specially chosen' to be one of the freaking models.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Funny shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wore this denim skirt and purple blouse for my first outfit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Second outfit, I changed into the VIP Limited Edition flare skirt and a beige blouse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I looked like a doll sia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;An ugly short doll, that is. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I took care of Sophia just now for 3 hours while her parents went out for a movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They watched 'Apocalypto' and came to a conclusion that it sucked. -_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Should have watched 'Pan's Labyrinth' instead. Or Blood Diamond. Hurr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wooo. Lee Ken is officially back in my life. In my thoughts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hes getting hotter and i simply cant get my eyes of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why hello there, hottie. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-116948445428097125?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/116948445428097125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=116948445428097125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/116948445428097125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/116948445428097125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2007/01/do-that-shit.html' title='Do that shit.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-116819383601848463</id><published>2007-01-08T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T02:17:16.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOT CHEENA.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nice hard medium-built body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pretty face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rockin smashin hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cheena.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chibai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's so hot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay im rambling about some hot cheena guy i saw in store just now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He was browsing throught the sale left-overs with the 'gf'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ho-kay. Enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sundays are total boredom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Especially in Ngee Ann City.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yest was fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Firstly, 12pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Met Fareed at Aljunied for breakfast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Prata! Nice lah siak that mamak made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then slacked with him till 5pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Met Elnah at town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She bought Nike shoes for sch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I totally am against kids buying super-ex shoes for fucking sch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then 8pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sarrah and bf at Vivo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ate at Carls Jr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woah the burger is superrr hugee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nice ah. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then we went for shopping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I ended buying 3 Forever 21 tops, 1 Topshop top and a thong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love splurging on clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They satisfy me more than anything else. Bahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yah i met Afa just now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love u biatch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meeting you up for 2 hrs is enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And fuck that black sex-maniac.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CHIBAI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-116819383601848463?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/116819383601848463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=116819383601848463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/116819383601848463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/116819383601848463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2007/01/hot-cheena.html' title='HOT CHEENA.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-116773808251208340</id><published>2007-01-02T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T19:41:22.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey 2007.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had a blast for new year celebrations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went Esplanade to catch the fireworks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;About 1.5 million people were there at Marina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Another million were at Vivo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The remaining million were at Sentosa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Erm okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I plan to be a better person inside out in this year ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;My new year resolutions:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Lose 6kg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Get into MDIS and get the diploma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Enlarge my circle of friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. Be nice to my parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. Get myself a cutey. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Owells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These are sweet nothings without actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im really gonna prove myself that ive not reached my optimum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and that the best is still within me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks Dafi, u helped alot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love u guys lahh (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-116773808251208340?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/116773808251208340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=116773808251208340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/116773808251208340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/116773808251208340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2007/01/hey-2007.html' title='Hey 2007.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-116464638588056235</id><published>2006-11-28T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T00:53:06.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it ends tonight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;when i heard the new song from the all american rejects, i realise how lonely i am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just felt like hearing sad old love songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whenever i see him online with his stupid silly nicks, i feel like crying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, i guess i'll never know. Fuck lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im so sick of waiting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont know why im so attracted to him. WHY WHY WHY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CB uh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A OK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was the slackest work day ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Firstly, there were a few customers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Secondly, my manager was not in the store.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thirdly, motherfuckers were not working. [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yay me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was soo fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp; plus its 12.35am and im still not aslp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So that shows tt im not tired. Hah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I reserved like 6 clothes today and plus a belt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WOOT2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Imagine buying them all at half the original price.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AHHHHHHHHH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im gonna go nuts next month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shopping till i die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont feel like typing anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Suddenly no mood sia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why uh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need help uh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-116464638588056235?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/116464638588056235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=116464638588056235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/116464638588056235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/116464638588056235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/11/it-ends-tonight.html' title='it ends tonight.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-116403295303706197</id><published>2006-11-20T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T22:29:13.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been long gone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im updating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After a gazillion years of unsuccesful attempts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My life has been pretty mudane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My laptop went for some repair kindly sponsored by my dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The crack was well taken care off and im pretty sure another crack would mean death for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ive been working my ass off to take me to my dream course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The world 0f media and public relations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahhh, finally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No more torturing lectures about air-cons, flowers and bricks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But hey. I fucking miss my classmates/coursemates. Aha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They've been a fun and interesting mix. [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp; so you might ask whats up with me these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NOTHING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ive just been given a blow to my face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's attached, Emma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They never broke off. Never did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That one time was just a major quarrel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just a quarrel. Yep yep. Wtv.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ive taken it in my stride and have moved on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp; oh yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I met quite a number of wholesome guys coming in to my store.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I call them &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BILFS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;boyfriends id love to fuck. LOL&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They are always accompanied by cute sluts by their side. Baaah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its okay. They are my adrenaline pumpers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks to them i could keep my legs and hands moving till closing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eleven motherfucking hours man. All the way on my two feet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My fellow collegues are great. Funny as hell, they keep me going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its been a month bitch. [: And im proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; the manager. Shes one hella super woman lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She even ask me to go smoke with her in the middle of work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just what i needed. [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Replacing someone who's been super close to you is never easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You must not know about me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp; you'll never know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ill keep it close to my heart. [;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Irreplaceable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-116403295303706197?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/116403295303706197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=116403295303706197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/116403295303706197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/116403295303706197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-been-long-gone.html' title='Its been long gone.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-116108985505979602</id><published>2006-10-17T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T20:57:35.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHIBAI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ive been thinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What sets me apart from my lil sister is the way we think and the way we carry ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes our minds collide with each other in such a way it'll leave the both of us speechless from a couple of days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday was a fucking chibai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was so pissed with her over a couple of reasons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st: The phone is my room got confiscated no fucking thanks to her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd: She always rule my hp at night.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd: Whats so wrong in talking to that SOB in front of me? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IM YOUR FUCKING SISTER FOR FUCK'S SAKE. Chibai ah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I already let you use  my hp and this is how you fucking thank me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whats so good about that SOB anyways. Fugly faggot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well you made me hate him. Enough said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;KAKI KAKI KAKI KAKI KAKI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fuck ah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No lifer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fucking meet him and then tell me what's REAL AND WHATS NOT. Stupid bitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fuck you uh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im never letting you touch my hp ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont fucking care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanna make you cry and feel anguish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Afa where the fuck are you sia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CBCBCBCB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its like as if you died or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanna go back school!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Farewell party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-116108985505979602?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/116108985505979602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=116108985505979602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/116108985505979602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/116108985505979602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/10/chibai.html' title='CHIBAI'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-116100528968611732</id><published>2006-10-16T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T21:28:09.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; so she smiled.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love is tough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it sure is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guys are unpredictable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One day he can be damn nice and saying all the sweet things to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its like heavenly whispers and he just made u feel so loved and cared for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the next day, he could be cheating on you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Would you believe a guy who's a flirt, but admits hes a fucking loyal and dedicated bf?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well i dont.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But some girls do. For some reasons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im so sick of illusions and infactuations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It feel so unreal, so distant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like take for example, a guy who is super tall and has a cute face and an average girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The girl and the guy havent met but have been talking for like 3 weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And surprise, surprise they fell in love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is that an illusion? An infactuation?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cos what he has in mind is apparently a picture perfect girl who has no flaws in appearance-wise and who's funny and outgoing in person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And what she has in her mind is a fucking hot sexy boy with endless legs and a hopeless romantic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But whats the worse that could happen when they were to really meet in real life ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its never gona be the same ? Unless they are both sooo deeply in love with each other that they overlook each others' flaws.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well im not saying its never possible to work those things out, its just that its never easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And whats with guys falling in love so easily ? Its like as if its not love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cos love is never thaat easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It takes more than that to fall in love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can never understand that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Being in love is being able to accept each other's imperfections and accommadating to each other's needs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Being able to be there in times of need, being able to trust each other even if separated for 9238021 miles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fareed is sucha deek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He never changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BONCETNESS GALORE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hes what u call a male version of a slut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-116100528968611732?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/116100528968611732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=116100528968611732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/116100528968611732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/116100528968611732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-she-smiled.html' title='&amp; so she smiled.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-116083528436861832</id><published>2006-10-14T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T22:14:44.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CBCBCBCB.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are super heavy now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I slept at 6am and woke up at 12pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LIKE CB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cleaned the hse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went grocery shopping wit mum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As you can see im damn tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont know if i can answer your call tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think imma go slp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But then again i wanna hear him sing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not him but my sister's him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok nvm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apparently my sis has a hottie on the tow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hes super tall and damn cute and plus he has good fashion taste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He wears jeans and slippers! Woot2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thats hothotheatt. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp; his voice can make u drool and cry anytime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahh. Damn it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whereas my 'him' is a bit ermm...lets just say 'mushy'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really cant stand guys who are mushy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It just makes me speechless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And ill be like "okaaaay....okaaaay" trying to hint to stop it already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Id rather talk to guys like they are my good friends rather than talk to them in a bf-gf kina convo tone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baaah ~ Some guys are just...hmm...like that ah ehh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; plus he has a gf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But he has been complaining about his gf being ignorant and shit and ill be like "okaaay what am i supposed to do? Hug you? Kiss you?" HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But hes nice and funny lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really need an english-speaking bf lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone whos not mushy and who doesnt think like a malay boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Help ? hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-116083528436861832?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/116083528436861832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=116083528436861832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/116083528436861832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/116083528436861832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/10/cbcbcbcb.html' title='CBCBCBCB.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-116064942776497525</id><published>2006-10-12T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T18:37:07.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOAH,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its been nearly a mnth since i last updated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So so so so many things happened in the last 26 days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ive had like 3 jobs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And all of them sucked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And so i quitted all 3 of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes i know...like wtf right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But thats me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think im a job-hopper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Damn it. Thats like friggin badd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And now im jobless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;KNNCCB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But nvm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im motivated to get a stable job by November.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No more quitting. No more squabbles with the other employees. No more irresponsibilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ive quitted my course in Ngee Ann.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im not gonna regret this ever cos i dread my stupid pathetic nonsensical course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But im sure im gonna miss my classmates and coursemates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Damnn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;): Its gonna be quite sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My peeps; Lester, Wen Dong, Joel, Justin, Hazmi...etc etc and the sluts and bitches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me and afa are closer to the opp sex cos the girls are super annoying. Ok nvm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Next up is MDIS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im planning to enrol in Mass Comm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its gonna cost me like $6000+ but im sure its gonna be worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mass Comm is my future and im gonna work my ass off to succeed in the course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(: Wish me luck people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its the fasting mnth now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And my stomach is growling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;25 more mins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;C'mon emma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stop thinking of food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;p.s Ahh thank god we are alright, Fareed. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Am really glad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Miss you lah DEEKHEAD.&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/21586505-116064942776497525?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/116064942776497525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=116064942776497525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/116064942776497525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/116064942776497525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/10/woah.html' title='WOAH,'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115823214005683747</id><published>2006-09-14T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T19:09:49.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You dont have to be perfect.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You dont have to be perfect to be loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You dont have to pretend to be cool, to be well-liked by many.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To be respected, to be a good friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All you have to do is be yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you seem to cant be yourself infront of those whom you call your friends, then step back and think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Are they really your friends? Will they still talk and insist you hang out with them if you were to be yourself? Will they smile and say hi to you in the middle of town if you were to be yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If the answer to all that is a big fat fucking &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt;, then you are in a 'fucked' situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the society today, take a good look around you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everyone is beating their ass up to fit in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Heyy you gotta cut your hair short and dont you forget the long fringe. And ooh dont you EVEN dare forget that black black black thiccck eyeliner on the eyelids." &lt;/strong&gt;Bleargh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You might find yourself caught in the vicious cycle. Well, i did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And lemme tell you, im not proud of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So where do these people find originality?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In their so-called art. HAHA. Photography. Music. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They will try to find the most most underground bands and listen to their music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then they'll show the bands off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The more unknown, the better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think they set themselves apart from the rest by listening to 'underground music'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mainstream is the nonok now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anybody listening to mainstream is called a poseur. Hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everyone seems to be into photography.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its like the new drug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some people even go the extend of having so-called photoshoots. HAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you are good at it, you are worshipped, awed in envy and labelled COOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Everyone would want to be your friend and soak up in your coolness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Who is to blame for causing all these? Dont know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its like the theory for chicken and the egg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&amp; drinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Drinking is a must if you wanna fit in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Religion is not a question nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Its like it doesnt exist anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;They dont even bring up the word God in their daily lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Jom minom ah this Friday. Meet pat Esplanade."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;How much more cliched can it get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It sounds so easy and happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hah. For now that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Before you love somebody else, love yourself first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Stay true to yourself and dont get carried away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Its sad where the society is diverting now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Think before you act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; i heard from someone about this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Its fucking pathetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This group of people who calls themselves 'cool hadcore punk emo'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;They talk to you on myspace and MSN and be all nice and friendly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But if you're not pretty, unpopular, dress like shit, hair like shit, eyeliner not thick enough,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;you say hi to them outside, they'll simply give a smirk and walk off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What the hell is that supposed to mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Like who the hell do u think you are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You think you some big fuck ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;KANINACHIBAI. Butoh lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Fuck ah all these people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;They should be killed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Brutally.&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/21586505-115823214005683747?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115823214005683747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115823214005683747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115823214005683747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115823214005683747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/09/you-dont-have-to-be-perfect.html' title='You dont have to be perfect.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115787525603457789</id><published>2006-09-10T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T16:00:56.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair Issue.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ive been tossing and playing with my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Straightening it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tying it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Clipping it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Seems like nothing worked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I hate my current hair lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I seriously seriously need a haircut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I cant emphasize seriously so much more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its &lt;em&gt;thaat&lt;/em&gt; bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My stupid thin curly hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bleargh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I got 20 bucks from my mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im hoping for another like 80 bucks from my dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have no fucking idea when hes gonna finally gimme the money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp; so fasting mnth is just around the corner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The month where a sip of water would be a sin and a bite of bread would be hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I dont think it'd be that hard since im gonna work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok maybe it &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; gonna be hard.  Hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay i dont know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But i was thinking like u get ur mind off the whole fasting thing, u'd get past everyday with ease.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(: Yeah. Hokaay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I went to some wedding just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like just opposite my block.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The decor was okay lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;White satin all over the ceiling, white lilys embedded onto the pelamin and leaves to tip it off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love the theme. Simple and classy. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp; the berkat is a box chocolate. Not &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;badd.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But the food is a bit bleargh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The meat was so lean and the servings were small. It was not buffet, u see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its raining now. And my eyes are heavy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Afa is at Geylang now, her body up for sale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think she got quite a few 'sale transactions' yest. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Making quite a sum that girl. Damnnn. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crazy by Gnarls Barkley&lt;/strong&gt; is the current love on my iTunes. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&amp; oh oh i watched lucky number slevin already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Fast moving and intriguing movie uh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; did i mention Josh Hartnett was uber sexy in the movie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Guess not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hah. He is. Uber sexy. He is. The sex. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*drools an Amazon River.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hukkaay ignore that. S:&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/21586505-115787525603457789?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115787525603457789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115787525603457789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115787525603457789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115787525603457789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/09/hair-issue.html' title='Hair Issue.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115772027908171975</id><published>2006-09-08T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T21:09:39.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suck balls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its not easy to be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The feelings in my head right now is raw, disturbed.&lt;br /&gt;I talked to my bestie the lovely and gorgeous and the cutest, Irah Shyral.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know where the hell she got that Shyral from, but hey it suits her. (:&lt;br /&gt;I poured out all my feelings and damn do i feel so much better !&lt;br /&gt;She really understood my situation pretty well which is a relief to me.&lt;br /&gt;And her advice ?&lt;br /&gt;Oh the golden words of wisdom. Shes damn good at giving advice ah.&lt;br /&gt;You have a problem? Call her. Heres her number : 9******* Hah. As if.&lt;br /&gt;I miss her lah.&lt;br /&gt;Shes sucha sweet, patient, down-to-earth and sincere girl. Anyone who's gonna own her in the future is one lucky dickhead. (: I mean it. Heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v603/blurpiez_8890/?action=view&amp;current=specaug23_20copy.jpg&amp;amp;refPage=&amp;imgAnch=imgAnch1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 261px" height="229" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/blurpiez_8890/specaug23_20copy.jpg" width="208" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; so yest's idols result show was a &lt;strong&gt;bit devastating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Im still grieving on Paul's departure from the show.&lt;br /&gt;He totally din deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;The judges are a bunch of bitches. They totally screwed it all up by choosing gay songs for dear Paul. Fuckkew.&lt;br /&gt;Ken should totally be &lt;strong&gt;shot in the head and leave his carcass for the vultures to savour.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hes one evil man.&lt;br /&gt;Its okay. Paul's great shrine shall live on.&lt;br /&gt;It was indeed a beautiful disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hes a great singer, entertainer and person. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;So yeah, i hope he'll last in the industry. &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/21586505-115772027908171975?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115772027908171975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115772027908171975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115772027908171975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115772027908171975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/09/suck-balls.html' title='Suck balls.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115729537311712074</id><published>2006-09-03T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T22:56:14.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turbulent.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Slept at 4am yest. My dad came home at 3am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had to restrain from my comp and run to my room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Literally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had a dash of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes. Im not supposed to be on the comp at such late hours thanks to the increase in the electricity bills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bleargh. Thats gonna suck a lot cos im on holz for the mnth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nothing much happened today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I watched tv for like practically the whole day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I watched 3 movies on HBO. Somehow ill never get sick and tired of White Chicks lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its brilliant. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kapoww!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My dad has initiated to give me money to straighten my hair! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WOOT2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im gonna cut and yeah straighten my hair !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im browsing thru online hair catalogs now to check out the 'in' hairstyles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nicole Ritchie's short hair draws me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its super super nice and sleek and feminine and and posh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I LIKE !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If only i can streak my hair. Damn. Blonde2 ah sikit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok nevermind tt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im addicted to Liar(It takes two) by Taking Back Sunday.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The beats are super !&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/21586505-115729537311712074?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115729537311712074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115729537311712074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115729537311712074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115729537311712074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/09/turbulent.html' title='Turbulent.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115722441335149503</id><published>2006-09-03T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T03:13:36.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat Shit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Life is full of shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eat the shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Or spit it back out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp; so i had kenduri just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All my little cuzz came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My beloved aunts and uncles. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; im glad to see my cuzz back from Russia !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OMGZZ CAN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;His 2 lovely daughters are so gorgeous clad in their Guess apparel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The wife?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What can i say...forever jambu siak. CB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Shes the former Miss Kebayer (i think so uh)... so yeah. Explained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We were playing and stuffs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In my bedroom unfortunately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They were jumping all over the place, yes my bed included. SHIT CAN ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And salivating all over me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Awww...my baby Hilman is growing handsomer2 everyday lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hes soo puteh and his cheeks are so plushed ! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I carried and spinned him arnd till he puked. AHHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I guess he got way too dizzy and i din know he'd puke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After tt i din carry him anymore cos he stink. HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No laah. Hes still love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Goshh Yasmine told me this joke about their Uncle farting and it made me laugh like maddd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then i had a memory dash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gosshhh how i miss him siakkk. CBCBBCCBCB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How i wish we are still like erm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nvm. I know it could never happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its like beyond possible. Beyond the outer limits.&lt;br /&gt;I can still clearly remember that day i got slapped. FUCKKEW.&lt;br /&gt;The day i thought i could never fall in love again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The day i thought my family dont give a damn about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The day i thought it was all over. OVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I looked into his eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was full of angst, revenge and pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I couldnt stop crying myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My heart felt like a thousand needles searing into it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I held his hands. It was cold. He held back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He looked away. He whispered something. And he stood and walked off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;From us. From me. From everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wow. I din ever wanna recall that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I thought he was perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He was everything i ever dreamt of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its like hello ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We met when i was in pri 5. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay. Thosee memories. Fucking funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We had like Sunday family gatherings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And tt time my cuzz brought his fiancee to one of the bowling outings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And he was soo sesat can ? He was like there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And im like who the hell are u? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He was freaking hot lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eh im like 11 yrs old uh but still ive got taste uh ehh. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yah yah bla bla. (: It was fun lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes i wish some miracle could happen and he'd come back to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Seeing him during Hari Rayas is like looking at a scar from the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I seriously miss him lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hes something from the past that im still holding on to and can never let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fucckit.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pics will come in the next entry uh. Mls dinda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-115722441335149503?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115722441335149503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115722441335149503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115722441335149503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115722441335149503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/09/eat-shit.html' title='Eat Shit.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115701691858673449</id><published>2006-08-31T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T17:35:18.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back at One.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life is harsh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The truth hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im someone who accepts the truth and will work on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thats how life should be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cant get him? Not happy? Dont know what to do about it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fucking move on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its not as if its the end of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I always tell myself god has planned something bigger in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Be patient and live life to the fullest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No point dwelling on it, thinking what it could have been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I cry alot, to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes, sometimes i cant help it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its just to overwhelming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mixed feelings of depression, sadness and frustration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like what sets me apart from all the other girls ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its shit. Im shit. Fucking stupid. Ok thats crap. Baaah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My mind is not in its normal condition&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So many things happened lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And i could barely breathe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Theres like no reason why i should be happy now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Its like too many shit is goin on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Somehow im so grateful to have Afa as my bestie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She helps me alot to cope with all those shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;BFF&lt;3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Afa is sucha beatiful person.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Inside out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;No wonder guys are drooling over her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She has a kick-ass sense of humour,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;a smile that can makes u go "fuck you stop smiling",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;eyes that wonders a thousand feelings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;a voice thats like a bapok which is as rare as a yakodagoda gem. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Owells, to me shes perfect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&amp; i hope he'll make u feel happy and happy. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;May u guys last till the end of the world. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its unbelievable.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I dont know exactly what im feeling right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its like i dont give a damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But then the next min, ill get all sad and shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Maybe i should stop playing the sappy songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But Im seriously moving on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Believe it or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My tune of death right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Back at one - Brian McKnight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The lyircs are omgzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I can go nuts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I want the guy of my dreams to sing tt for me. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ill die and pee on my chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Whenever i believe my work is done,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ill start all over again and yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Soon bitches.&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/21586505-115701691858673449?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115701691858673449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115701691858673449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115701691858673449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115701691858673449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/08/back-at-one.html' title='Back at One.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115686120235536928</id><published>2006-08-29T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T22:20:02.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OVER.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp; so me and afa went to town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We practically walked all the way from Bugis to Wheelock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bleargh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was fun tho. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It took us about 2 hrs ayee to cruise through half of Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We met Naddie and Ahmad at Far East. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sucha cute couple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We went window shopping, dreaming what we would buy if we have the 1000bucks in our hands. WOOOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im gonna buy clothes from Topshop, Zara and Energyy. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I fell in love with the shirts from this particular shop in Far East.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And its like 20 bucks per shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Damn cool can ? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im soo gonna get like 5 of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And im gonna buy shorts and big2 shirts and dresses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wahuahua !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp; talking about this Fri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Id rather spend the day with my schoolmates than to drag myself to Esp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hes not gonna be there so why bother?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im gonna tell myself to forget him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Theres other fishes in the sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Funnier and cuter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But fuckkit lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whenever i see him, the feelings surely will come crawling back to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My heart will sink like Titanic, slowly submerging into the depth of the ocean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Especially when i see them together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I feel like tearing her bra and hanging it on the lampost at Esp. HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whatever lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dont care. Ok fine. Maybe i do. A bit uh. Baaah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its ok. Emma strong. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Afa is starting work soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So...im gonna be quite a loner these days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im gonna have to rot at home like a lifeless idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just hope its okay for her to go Esp on Fridays. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Listening to Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol makes me weep. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The chorus touches me like a thousand needles piercing through my heart.&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/21586505-115686120235536928?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115686120235536928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115686120235536928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115686120235536928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115686120235536928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/08/over.html' title='OVER.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115676557404094936</id><published>2006-08-28T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T19:46:14.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L.O.V.E</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im sitting here in my god damn blue chair, thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What is it like to fall in love when ur 18.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cos ur so matured, and u expect alot to come out from the relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You've been through quite a lot so u pretty know how to deal with shit pretty easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And you'd have friends to depend on when ur down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well thats just part and parcel of a relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First, you'll feel as if you're on top of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You own him. And hes yours. Truly and deeply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You're anxious waiting for his call/sms and you'll feel safe talking to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Little things like what he's eaten and done smittens you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whenever he sweet talks with you, you cant help it but to smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You'll soak up in each other's awesomeness, never realising its like 4am already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You din want the call to end, you wanna just keep hearing his voice till you sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bleargh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now, im just focused on the money im gonna get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Make full use of it. (: &amp;&amp;amp; spend it wisely.&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/21586505-115676557404094936?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115676557404094936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115676557404094936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115676557404094936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115676557404094936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/08/love.html' title='L.O.V.E'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115668585327296642</id><published>2006-08-27T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T21:37:34.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're Purrfect. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everything has been in my way lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Which is weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im laughing it off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, i dont wannt raise my hopes high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just in case it fails again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp; so he broke up with her after like 4 days ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I dont really know what exactly is the reason for the break-up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im sure it has something to do with thaat girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But whatever lah. Dont care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I went to some wedding yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My maternal side's tho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp; there was this one nenek who kept huggin me, pinching me, wanting to talk to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; im like ha-ha-ha, i was totally caught in the moment, i din know how to react !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then i found out she thought i was my mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAHAHAAH. SHEESH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My mom din come cos she was tired. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So everyone there was like "EH EH, deknie muker copyright mak dierr !!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok now i know my face is super damn like my mom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I went Courts to buy new earpiece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quite cheap uh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Philips. White colour sommore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woot2. Finally. (:&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/21586505-115668585327296642?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115668585327296642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115668585327296642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115668585327296642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115668585327296642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/08/youre-purrfect.html' title='You&apos;re Purrfect. (:'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115643624943165306</id><published>2006-08-24T23:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T00:17:29.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHA CHELSEA. mtf.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chelsea lost?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Am i hearing this right ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FUCKTARDSSSS !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;IN YOUR MOTHERFUCKING FACE MORINHO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I hate Chelsea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For obvious reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Proud son of bitches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FUCCKEWWW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On a happier note, my darlinks at Man Utd won their match !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WOohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im so happy for them. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Keep it up lads !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You stand a good chance of winning the Premiership if u guys keep playing like this !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hokay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Law was shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I freaking swear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But thank god i was in the same class as Mardy. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I cant believe i was smiling throughout the paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was thinking "Okaay what the hell is the case law !!" while watching my white boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LOL. I might be stressed but LOL i was smiling lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hes too cute can ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think hes getting whiter. but siak uh he never get dark in the first place. baaah ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Crap. Enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tmr is my Econs Paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And im screwed big time. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im feeling very droozy right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I slept for just like 4 hrs for the past like 30 hours ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im so tired physically and mentally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Law really squeezed my brain, jamming every bit of my memory. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think im not quite sane now. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At least tmr, theres something to look forward to after the test !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woot2!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ahh yes, Nurul got voted out from Singapore Idols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bagos uh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;im not a fan of hers anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thank god it wasnt Paul.&lt;br /&gt;I was so scared can ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well, i voted 5 times for Paul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Cos i know my mom voted 10 times for Hady and another 10 for Jon. (:&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/21586505-115643624943165306?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115643624943165306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115643624943165306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115643624943165306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115643624943165306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/08/haha-chelsea-mtf_24.html' title='HAHA CHELSEA. mtf.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115643608458409498</id><published>2006-08-24T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T00:14:44.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHA CHELSEA. mtf.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chelsea lost?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Am i hearing this right ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FUCKTARDSSSS !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;IN YOUR MOTHERFUCKING FACE MORINHO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I hate Chelsea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For obvious reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Proud son of bitches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FUCCKEWWW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On a happier note, my darlinks at Man Utd won their match !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WOohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im so happy for them. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Keep it up lads !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You stand a good chance of winning the Premiership if u guys keep playing like this !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hokay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Law was shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I freaking swear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But thank god i was in the same class as Mardy. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I cant believe i was smiling throughout the paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was thinking "Okaay what the hell is the case law !!" while watching my white boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LOL. I might be stressed but LOL i was smiling lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hes too cute can ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think hes getting whiter. but siak uh he never get dark in the first place. baaah ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Crap. Enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tmr is my Econs Paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And im screwed big time. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im feeling very droozy right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I slept for just like 4 hrs for the past like 30 hours ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im so tired physically and mentally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Law really squeezed my brain, jamming every bit of my memory. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think im not quite sane now. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At least tmr, theres something to look forward to after the test !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woot2!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ahh yes, Nurul got voted out from Singapore Idols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bagos uh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;im not a fan of hers anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thank god it wasnt Paul.&lt;br /&gt;I was so scared can ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well, i voted 5 times for Paul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Cos i know my mom voted 10 times for Hady and another 10 for Jon. (:&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/21586505-115643608458409498?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115643608458409498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115643608458409498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115643608458409498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115643608458409498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/08/haha-chelsea-mtf.html' title='HAHA CHELSEA. mtf.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115623937316190255</id><published>2006-08-22T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T17:36:13.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The curtain has been swaying in the breeze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp; ive been looking at it for hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ive been sitting on this pathetic black chair for like 7 hours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah. Call me a no-lifer. Fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Afa has tuition at like 5pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I slept pretty early yest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like 9pm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well that is to make up for the sleepless night i had before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No thanks to PYM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Screw you lah PYM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im gonna burn your book. Aha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But wait. No. I might repeat you. Stupidfaggot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fuckkew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;AHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I watched on youtube this &lt;strong&gt;Yucko the Clown.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OMGOMGOMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its super super funny i tell you !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its rude but who cares. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yucko the Clown : "How are u coping with Ronald Reagan's death?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Some random dude : "Oh hes a great president. Im gonna miss him"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yucko the Clown : "Why dont u dig him up and suck his dick already? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH ! Yucko is the biggest bitch ever. I swear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ive been having problems with myself lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ive recovered something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Something that is related to an incident that happened to me some time ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Never mind that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oprah does help me alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Her shows has taught me lessons my mom wont even talk about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I watched her show just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;About self-abuse. Creepy but yeah its pretty saddening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;50% of self-abusers are victims of rape. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I remembered once my sis slashed her arm cos she was so mad with my dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thank god things din get worse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I find myself attracted to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not physically but characteristically. (if theres sucha word! LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Gees. Thats weird. Baah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish i was special.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't care if it hurts,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wanna have control,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want a perfect body,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want a perfect soul.&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/21586505-115623937316190255?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115623937316190255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115623937316190255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115623937316190255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115623937316190255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/08/adventure.html' title='The Adventure'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115606450918612471</id><published>2006-08-20T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T17:01:49.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plush-ed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I find myself clicking youtube.com whenever im bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Like for instance, okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Noone's cool online.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ive been listening to same song for like 930223 times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Myspace-ing is like so gay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Im sick of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fake. Faux. Stupid. Gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;K nvm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But it seldom happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;My mom is watching some hindustan show outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;My sister is eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Im stoning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ive been thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;What if all of us still have a stone-age mindset?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Like we dont wear any clothes when we go out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And guys wont be too horny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cos they'll be so used to seeing boobs flying around them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok random thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I kinda prefer guys who talk straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate guys who goes around the bush with that malay maing accent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;FUCK. U gimme goose bumbs u KONEKCHIWAS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Like once they started saying "uuuu" ill be like OKAY THATS IT. BYE. or BRB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then ill block. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Shit lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Like you dont even know me and you wanna manje2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;EEEE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bladie shitheads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Get a life. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Monday is tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And that means my first paper is tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Screw it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I havent started studying for nuts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ive just like read through my notes but FUCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck pple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll need it. Badly. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Im sleepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Weekends suck lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cant wait for it to end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Esp Sundays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bleargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bye people. Im off to the playground. (:&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/21586505-115606450918612471?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115606450918612471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115606450918612471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115606450918612471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115606450918612471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/08/plush-ed.html' title='Plush-ed.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115598636928193175</id><published>2006-08-19T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T19:19:29.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a sacrifice.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&amp; so i jogged just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Just felt like exercising.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;The sudden burst of adrenaline sprung my legs to action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;I looked at the clock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;5am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Okay. Perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;i quickly changed to my shorts and my Germany world cup jersey. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&amp;amp; i fled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;I woke up at 2pm to the annoying sound of the vacuum cleaner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Damn my dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;He wont give me a chance to wake up on my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Its a Saturday for gods sake. -_- ergh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Never mind that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Whenever I liked a guy, I'll put my heart and soul to be a better person to suit his needs and criteria. Like i know, stupid right. But thats me. I cant be myself in front of him, no matter how badly i'd end up being someone Im not. More or less i ended up not talking at all. Which sucks big balls. ): There you go. Thats where my biggest weakness lies. Im the least confident when it comes to my appearance. Ergh. I need some confidence boost. Pls someone. And yeah. But that doesnt stop me from liking major hotness guys. LOL. Yeah weird. Whatever. I think im having PMS. My mood swings from extreme happiness to the other extreme of fuckness. I hit the ground like a pig when i heard that that guy only likes pretty scene girls. And then my mood was like acidic. Id rather not talk if im having mood swings, you know...Fuck all those stupid 16 yr olds whos trying to write good english on their "about me". Like it totally disgust me. Like they tried to use some bombastic word to put up an impression that their command of english is good. So they are supposed to be taken seriously and are supposedly 'intellectual'. Eee pls lah. Especially when their faces are irritating and oh-so-malai. These kinda girls should have their pussys mowed. LOL. (: Extreme gay-ness. Somehow i think that these girls are just out there to attract attention and be the creme of the crop. Like oh-look-at-me-im-cute-and-im-scene. Im petite and i dress up with the latest faded jeans (torn) and the fanciful flowery button shirt. And not forgetting my fucking straight short hair. Cute kann. EEEE. CBCBCBCB. Eh luper lah. Eyeliner. No.1 in Japan and Korea. LOLOL. Shut up u kaninas. And then, they'll run around and dance around and flirt around with guys twice their age. Can i please kill them off one by one? Let me. They need to perish from the face of the earth. But somehow the guys love them. Thats the other annoying part. Guys love to be in the center of attraction for these girls. Like when they finally get to talk to them and be friends with them, its like omg-they-like-me! WOOHOO! Get a life lah. Stupid boys mixing with stupid girls. Sajak lah tu. I dont know how long this trend is gonna last. Im sure its gonna die off one day. One fine fine day. Haha. Wonder what trend is in store for all of us next. i just hope its no gayfargk.&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/21586505-115598636928193175?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115598636928193175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115598636928193175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115598636928193175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115598636928193175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-sacrifice.html' title='Its a sacrifice.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115582126254526007</id><published>2006-08-17T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T21:33:48.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singaporeans music-retards !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;EH CHIBAI FACE SINGAPOREANS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ARE YOU GUYS TONE-DEAF?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ARE YOU GUYS MUSIC RETARDS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUCK YOU STUPID MORONIC GIRLS WITH VIBRATING PUSSIES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"JOAKIM! OMG HE CANT SING BUT SO WHAT? WE STILL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LIKE HIM COS HES SO ADORABLE!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH FUCK YOU.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE LAH CHIBAI FACES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUCK DID YOU HEAR HOW HORRENDOUS HE SOUND?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND FOR FUCK'S SAKE ITS A MOTHERFUCKING SINGING CONTEST NOT A BEAUTY PAGEANT/POPULARITY CONTEST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;OMG LAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ITS SAD PEOPLE LIKE YOU STUPID BITCHES EXIST IN SINGAPORE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ALL THE TALENTS IN THE SHOW GO WASTED THANKS TO MORONS LIKE YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ALL THOSE CHEENA BITCHES/MALAY MINAHS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DESPERATE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU GET WASTING 60 CENTS VOTING FOR THAT MORON??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DO U GET A KISS? DO U GET MONEY BACK OR SOMETHING?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;IS JOAKIM BLACKMAILING YOU GUYS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DO YOU GET SEX WITH JOAKIM BY VOTING FOR HIM?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AFTER THE IDOLS MEET-GREET, ORGY OR SOMETHING? LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;IM DAMN PISSED. ITS STUPID.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THE SHOW IS GETTING FUCKING RIDICULOUS&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&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/21586505-115582126254526007?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115582126254526007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115582126254526007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115582126254526007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115582126254526007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/08/singaporeans-music-retards.html' title='Singaporeans music-retards !'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115574725372566081</id><published>2006-08-17T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T00:54:13.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitch please.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Im so tired of chasing cars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Chasing you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Chasing dreams that'd never happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;So fuck all of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Fuck me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;End.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;What the fuck ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Chibai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;A thing I'd never be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;So why dream of being 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/21586505-115574725372566081?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115574725372566081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115574725372566081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115574725372566081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115574725372566081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/08/bitch-please.html' title='Bitch please.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115545077208610508</id><published>2006-08-13T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T14:32:52.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear whoever;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ill wait.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;For how long it'll possibly take me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes i feel &lt;strong&gt;weird.&lt;/strong&gt; And&lt;strong&gt; stupid.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Whenever i step into the lecture thearter, my eyes will &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;start to roam.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Scanning through every row, starting from the top,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;searching for a &lt;strong&gt;curly haired head.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;When I finally get to spot him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;my heart will &lt;strong&gt;jump&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I will &lt;strong&gt;smile&lt;/strong&gt;, without even realising it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thats the routine before-the-start- of every lecture.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But lets just say, hes not there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ILL DIE. ILL CRY. &amp;&amp;amp; ILL WAIT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wait for the sound of creaking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Which means someone opened the theartre's door. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;My &lt;strong&gt;face will gleam&lt;/strong&gt;, and ill be &lt;strong&gt;secretly praying&lt;/strong&gt; its him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Its gonna be a week till i see him again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp; that also means my exams are super near.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gees.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But honestly, ive been &lt;strong&gt;studying more&lt;/strong&gt; than i did for my previous exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope ill &lt;u&gt;pass&lt;/u&gt; every single module.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bless me. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I just&lt;strong&gt; dyed&lt;/strong&gt; my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOL.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;My mom bought the Revlon thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So i asked her if i could have some.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp; she said i could!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yayness. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;My hair is browner, i should say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Its been a million years since i last dyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Actually black hair is not so bad lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Very &lt;strong&gt;emo-ish&lt;/strong&gt;. Which is good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Im listening to &lt;strong&gt;Linger by The Cranberries&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pretty song. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Im gonna start my revision soon, so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gotta get your head in the game. (excerpt from the soundtrack of High Sch Musical)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you have to let it linger?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im sucha fool for you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You got me wrapped around your fingers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Its true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I dont think this feeling is gonna get me anywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But heck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Its worth the while.&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/21586505-115545077208610508?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115545077208610508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115545077208610508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115545077208610508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115545077208610508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/08/dear-whoever.html' title='Dear whoever;'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115530587036839438</id><published>2006-08-11T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T22:17:56.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you like that?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im having a fucking terrible headache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Prolly cos of the 1hr 17 mins bus journey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;&lt;/strong&gt; the double dose of coffee today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Damn it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My eyes are hurting right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My heart is too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Owells, everything hurts at this minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My mind is tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I cant think nor feel anything right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I feel numb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But.&lt;/em&gt; I feel fat. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Starbucks makes people&lt;strong&gt; FEEL F.A.T&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Serious ah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had grande size of hot mocha just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On top of that, a shredded chicken mee wanton. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh yeah not forgetting Ya Kun toast and half-boiled eggs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh gosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gym is calling me. &lt;strong&gt;FUCK AH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tmr gym ah Fa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stop complaining already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stopped by L.P just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Afa and me shopped a lil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I bought 2 shirts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Afa bought this ridiculously HOT black shirt and 3/4 shorts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOTHOTHOT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;I swear sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dude. Thats bad man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I might turn lesbian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; any second now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hahaha. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I din spoke a word to my mom just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is it normal?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But theres no hard feelings nor any fights between us tho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its just that i dont know what to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haiz.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I need some &lt;strong&gt;how-to-communicate-with-your-mom&lt;/strong&gt; sessions man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seriously.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think the communication breakdown between me and my mom is getting pretty obvious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I dont want it to happen but you know...sometimes it just happen beyond your control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Damn it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My &lt;strong&gt;dad&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forget it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me and my dad is near gone-case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He's pretty much in his own world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Noone can ever understand his mood swings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One minute he can be super nice &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(which is weird)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and the next minute, he'd be roaring like the merlion&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.( dont ask me why merlion)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bus rides can be near puking when a fucking stinky guy sits next to you and some fucker turns on some indian song on his MP3 beyond loudness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Help me.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On repeat on my Itunes : &lt;strong&gt;Dont look back in anger - Oasis&lt;/strong&gt;   ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/strong&gt; oh lets get back to &lt;strong&gt;PYM&lt;/strong&gt; shall we?&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/21586505-115530587036839438?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115530587036839438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115530587036839438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115530587036839438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115530587036839438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/08/would-you-like-that.html' title='Would you like that?'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115513335875095227</id><published>2006-08-09T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T22:22:38.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary of Mardy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Something's getting in the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Something's just about to break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I will try to find my place in the diary of &lt;s&gt;Jane&lt;/s&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mardy&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So tell me how it should be&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy National Day my wonderful fellow citizens. ((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went to see the fireworks yest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The fireworks were awesomeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But what happened after tt was FUCKED UP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;like omgzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All those makciks and nyonyas like never see fireworks before sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;KNNCCB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think 93480293 people turned up lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just to see 15 mins of flames bursting in the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Human traffic jams were everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I went to gym! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hell yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im motivated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To be who i want to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I totally got no mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Prolly cos tmr's BIT test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im totally screwed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I need to pass this shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Or else theres a huge risk I might repeat that motherfucking module.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp; hell NO im gonna repeat it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Id rather pierce my belly with a dagger than to sit in with that cunt-faced teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;God, save me. Bless me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im addicted to Breaking Benjamin's Diary of Jane. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sweet song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;dreamt &lt;/strong&gt;of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cos i think i miss you soo much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Your laughter, jokes and bedtime stories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp; oh ur dishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*wipes tears*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Its been nearly a year since you are gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp; it still feels unreal to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes i wish you are still in your home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;in your cold room,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;watching your favourite dramas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;wearing your pretty butterfly pyjamas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;roaming about with ur roller chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Your smile and jokes always brighten up my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss you so.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Did i mention i secretly wished you happy bdae?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I would have kept my promise of blanja-ing you if you are still here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But its okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope you are safe and happy wherever you are right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp; you are always remembered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Every single day. Every single second.&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/21586505-115513335875095227?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115513335875095227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115513335875095227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115513335875095227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115513335875095227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/08/diary-of-mardy.html' title='Diary of Mardy.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115478661625050727</id><published>2006-08-05T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T22:03:36.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To forget you. Not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Bleargh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday is coming to an end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ive slept practically the whole day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, im supposed to study SBR but the mood is not right. Yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need to get back to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'studying mode'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; mans. Fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ive just finished watching the re-run of Spore Idols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;really utterly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; disgusted at the way Sporeans are voting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What the fuck are you stupid senseless deaf bunch of morons thinking when you are voting for &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jasmine and Joakim?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its so obvious they&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; cant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sing for nuts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The&lt;em&gt; great&lt;/em&gt; singers I have to say are Hady, Mathilda, Rahimah and Jon. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like omgz. &lt;strong&gt;Hady and Jon were among the bottom 3&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was just shaking my head, cursing at Jasmine the whole time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chibai-face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She has this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;IRRITATING-CUTENESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; air around her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate her smile, her hair and her stupid voice.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lets see what happens next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Number of times at bottom 3:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hady- 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jon- 2(!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mathilda- 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Singapore Idols is becoming &lt;strong&gt;stupidier and stupidier&lt;/strong&gt; each week.&lt;br /&gt;Except for some tho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cant imagine Hady or Jon getting voted off lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That'll be the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of Spore Idols i tell you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im currently listening to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tired of saying sorry by Ringside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its damn nice. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont think you know what im thinking or feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im facing a situation where its&lt;strong&gt; hard&lt;/strong&gt; to tell you the truth cos you are the type of a person who cant accept criticisms. &amp;amp; im sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Keep doing what you think its right. Tho... :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-115478661625050727?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115478661625050727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115478661625050727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115478661625050727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115478661625050727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/08/to-forget-you-not.html' title='To forget you. Not.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115469744805663701</id><published>2006-08-04T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T21:17:28.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hang in there.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh god.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel &lt;em&gt;depressed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel &lt;em&gt;empty.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its like my whole world is black and white right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like literally right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss the feeling of having to love someone, feeling close, feeling you actually belonged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes i wish im that girl, standing at the bus-stop, with endless legs, wearing the white blouse, beige shorts and black silettos. &amp; not forgetting the green tote bag. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Her long black silky hair sways at the slightest breeze.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Her perfect complexion shines under the sunlight, attracting even the red ants on the trees.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All the guys be it Malay, Chinese or Indian, all anxious to know who she is.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She sounds perfect huh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thats my &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. I mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes. I admit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It'd take a long time for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But when there's a will, there's a way. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ahh fuck it&lt;/strong&gt;. Im sick to my stomach whenever I see a girl that matches all those. =&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;"&gt;Well, noones perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ho-kay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lets get back in touch with reality shall we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I went to Idol formal meet&amp;greet on Monday 31/07 at Hangout at Mt Emily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was fun. Got to take loads of pics. ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There were quite a lot of people. All hardcore die-hard fans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But not me ohkay. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I &lt;u&gt;miss&lt;/u&gt; those days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When will i ever get to revive those days?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lets just wait &amp; see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Food for thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Am i choosy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe i am.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I know like who am i to be choosy right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like im some &lt;strong&gt;Miss World&lt;/strong&gt; or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But thats just me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My nature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That explains why ive been single for so long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Till my &lt;strong&gt;Mr Right&lt;/strong&gt; comes along, i shall be single. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Im not some desperate shit who'll just go with some disgusting-looking mudd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ive had like a&lt;strong&gt; gazillion&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;crushes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;None worked out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe not just as yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My self-confidence is not ready to be potrayed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Till that day arrives, i shall be&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;patient and continue working it out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-115469744805663701?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115469744805663701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115469744805663701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115469744805663701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115469744805663701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/08/hang-in-there.html' title='Hang in there.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115427418706446102</id><published>2006-07-30T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T23:43:07.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 18th to MUAH. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;&amp; so i turned&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; EIGHTEEN&lt;/span&gt; today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. ((:&lt;br /&gt;*grin wide wide ahhh*&lt;br /&gt;Im legal people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who wanna have sex with me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who wants me to buy for them ciggie/alcohol?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who wants to go clubbing with me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chey cheyy.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling2 eighteen ah jab. =&lt;br /&gt;Ive got 2 days of celebration ahh.&lt;br /&gt;Break record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Saturday 290706&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/blurpiez_8890/DSCN1645copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Family babeyy. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love them. Loads.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was there.&lt;br /&gt;Even my long lost cousin by the name of Ramli.&lt;br /&gt;I swear he looks like daddeh. Which is not baad. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;He's divorced with a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; his kid is fucken cute. Seriously. Gosssh.&lt;br /&gt;Its official lah.&lt;br /&gt;I have the most gorgeous and cutest nieces and nephews in the world.&lt;br /&gt;Loveeee theeeem. (tho some are behave and think like wild animals. saddening.)&lt;br /&gt;But what the heck. Still love em. &lt;3 Cheerios to Hilmi, Hilda, Natasya, Ulfa, Hilman, Amirul, Rosli and Aisyah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/blurpiez_8890/DSCN1649cutcake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love the choc fudge cake. Yummylycious. *licks lips*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/blurpiez_8890/DSCN16362.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/blurpiez_8890/DSCN16351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ulfa, Hilmi and Amirul at the gate. LOL&lt;/strong&gt;&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 align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/blurpiez_8890/DSCN1624blacknwhite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just plain love. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sunday 300706 (My bdae ya'll)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Was supposed to go for OBS check-up with Lester and Wen Dong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met em at Novena. Then straight to Tan Tock Seng.&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching there, we found out the check up will set us back by 35 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;Im like HELL NO. Id rather wait at a polyclinic and pay only 20 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;Yes i know. Im cheapskate. But who cares. =So we decided to go somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in THEIR HOMETOWN. Jurong. Ergh.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky got transport. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/blurpiez_8890/DSCN17014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wen Dong drove us there lahh. His mega mighty Lorry. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;I sat infront with Dong2 while the 2 monkeys sat at the back. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/blurpiez_8890/DSCN17031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, me Lester and Afa headed to town. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; we met up with Sazz.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; we all played pool happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;It was funn.&lt;br /&gt;I din know im quite good at pool. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Runs in the family i guess cos my daddeh is super awesome at pool. Pro ah siak.&lt;br /&gt;Owells. Afa sucks. But improving. (: LOOL.&lt;br /&gt;I so love all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/blurpiez_8890/DSCN17123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/blurpiez_8890/DSCN17062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/blurpiez_8890/DSCN1720us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVELOVELOVE. too bad dong2 din come. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-115427418706446102?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115427418706446102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115427418706446102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115427418706446102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115427418706446102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-18th-to-muah.html' title='Happy 18th to MUAH. (:'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115415198020001116</id><published>2006-07-29T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T13:46:20.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue and Yellow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well ur never gonna find if you're looking for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Should have done something but ive done enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Should have said something but ive said it enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its all up to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; And only you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shitass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When the time is up, Ill move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But for now, my world revolves around you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp; so i ran this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before that, i drew "mardy" and a star on my wrist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just to keep me goin. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp; i managed to complete the 2.4km under 20 mins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yay me. Yay my legs. Yay my boobs. Ho-kaaay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im proud of myself. I have to admit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From now on, i shall drink pepsi before i do anything vigorous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OMGZ LAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pepsi gets my adrenaline flowing like a moonsoon drain during a tsunami. Err.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously ah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I couldnt sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was dancing all the way lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lucky got some owls like me on my msn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can entertain me also. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then at 5.45, i went out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seeking an adventure below the red sky and through the breeze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok maybe not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mind was set.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was determined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My legs were thrilled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My heart was excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp; so i set off on my journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Running like an asshole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Mp3 was set at "A Box Full of Sharp Objects" by The Used.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OMGZ. That song really pushed me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The beats and the words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perfect. I love The Used.&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;"&gt;"Today I fell and felt better Just knowing this matters I just feel stronger and SHARPER!!! Found a box of sharp objects What a beautiful....thing! It's our time to shine through the down glorified by what is ours e've fallen in love We've fallen in love It was the best idea Ive ever had"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;part of the lyrics&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im off to my aunt's house later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Celebrating my bdae as well as my other 2 aunts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My fellow Leonians. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp; like ohmyfuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cant go to Mondays meet&amp;amp;greet session.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WHY OH WHY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is way too evil.&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-size:130%;"&gt;Dont do this to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-115415198020001116?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115415198020001116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115415198020001116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115415198020001116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115415198020001116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/07/blue-and-yellow.html' title='Blue and Yellow.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115409308733001043</id><published>2006-07-28T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T21:24:47.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SINGAPORE IDOL LAH SIA.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/blurpiez_8890/DSCN1529-copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/blurpiez_8890/DSCN1537copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My darling Hilda. (: So uber prettay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/blurpiez_8890/Picture0041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is how the studio really look like. Its prettay small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/blurpiez_8890/Picture0044copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My &lt;em&gt;very own&lt;/em&gt; Paul. (: Shes &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Afa &lt;/span&gt;btw. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;&lt;/em&gt; so my aunty has some connections with Hady's mom.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;&lt;/em&gt; thank god for that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOOOH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I got tix ah sia to Spore idols performance.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAYNESS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I went ah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Damn kecohrable ah sia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All the Hady's makcik2.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KANINA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They &lt;em&gt;dont &lt;/em&gt;even let me scream for the other contestants ah sia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Got this time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paul appeared.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I screamed like mad ah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He was like &lt;em&gt;fucken&lt;/em&gt; hot ah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then the makcik sitting in front of me was like "Eh salah orng lah pekik."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which translates to "Eh wrong person lah u scream".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then she gave me this&lt;em&gt; glare.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im like "Eh fuck off ah. Suker ahhh. Chibai"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Walao.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spoilt my mood only. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But it was fun fun fun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My face apparently appeared on telly!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was holding the 'H' playcard. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H for Hady obviously. &lt;em&gt;*grins*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paul was &lt;em&gt;uber uber uber oozzing&lt;/em&gt; hot lah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jon too!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; OMGZZ.&lt;/em&gt; Joakim too lah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Siakens.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Handsome2 sak semuer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rahimah is pretty lah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shes &lt;em&gt;damn uber&lt;/em&gt; sexaaay.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shes tall sia.&lt;em&gt; Siakens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The result show was awesomeee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me and Afa went since my aunt couldnt make it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My sis didnt go too cos she had school.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So it was me and Afa left.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had 4 tix lah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haiz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We stood at the side of the stage. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AHHH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Up close and personal with Paul and Joakim and Hady and Jon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O lala.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What more do u want huh?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They were nice lah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I mean they have to be nice.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If not.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who'll vote for them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part nie jer nice.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Later popular already, all forgot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kanina.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K chill uh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eh chibai ah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to go tomorrow leh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why must celebrate tomorrow?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stoopeed jadhakjsd.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&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/21586505-115409308733001043?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115409308733001043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115409308733001043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115409308733001043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115409308733001043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/07/singapore-idol-lah-sia.html' title='SINGAPORE IDOL LAH SIA.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115389793104692047</id><published>2006-07-26T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T15:12:11.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Patience pays (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lots of things to update about.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Firstly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lets start off with Mardy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im not giving up on him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love the way he is.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; id change nothing about him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even tho some(AFA) might say hes a bit STONE, BAH! and oh-my-god-hes-dumb.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=\&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But hes uber cute plus he has a body worth dying for.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; NYDC's mudpie is awesomeee. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I ate Rocky Monster and Afa ate this i-forgot-what-its-called.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Something jerry. Or was it? Lol.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whatever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But it was yummylycious.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp; actually we went to eat there with hopes Afa would actually intro me to her friend Jarrod.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But it ended up like shit. Fuck you afa. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh my oh my. Jarrod is sex. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anywaysss.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im goin to Spore idol later.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im not like uber excited over it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just erm. Happy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is that the right word?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I mean like i dont givvafuck if i dont get to go...but if i have a chance ill take it that kinda thing?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just too bad Afa couldnt tag...shes becoming a responsible teacher. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So yeah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im still figuring out what to wear.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its gonna be cold.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; theres gonna be loads of teens.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Punk i suppose?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paul's fans. Erghh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im on Hady's and Jon's sides maaan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ive moved on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wonder whats gonna happen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do we get to meet the idols or what?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bahh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But im so bringing my digi cam along.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just in case. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday's field trip to West Coast sucked.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Big time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Erna tagged along with us.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; she practically ruined my day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh god.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like can u minah ass get away from me and Afa?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; leave us alone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAVE ME FROM HER NIGHTMARES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apparently she told us she has 3 bfs and 5 scandals like right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAHA. Okay erna. Whatever you say. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She gives me chills down my spine. You knoww...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh nvm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; to make things worse, my digi cam's batt died ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I managed to squeeze 2 peekchures.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like wadda.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stoopeed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If not...id be enjoying myself, thrilled being a paparazzi snapping secret peekchures of Mardy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daymmm. =\&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; Afa is the new Paula. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yay? K nvm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&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/21586505-115389793104692047?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115389793104692047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115389793104692047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115389793104692047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115389793104692047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/07/patience-pays.html' title='Patience pays (:'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115358752895119864</id><published>2006-07-23T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T00:58:49.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I &lt;3 16 yr olds.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;&lt;/strong&gt; so i had an outing with the &lt;strong&gt;16 yr olds.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was fun i must admit. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love em lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Funny, adorable and irritating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bunch of&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sluts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/blurpiez_8890/DSCN1361copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lovely lovely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jyeah...jyeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went town. Then esp. -_- *yawns*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like what else can we dooo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The outing itself was kinda last min so jyeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I din wanna come initally but they forced me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Awww...i felt so 'wanted'. &lt;strong&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/strong&gt; out of pure pity, i decided to goo. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; &lt;/strong&gt;Like omgzz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Faliq sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He had a gf. But he told Syaz he was single.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wtf. Haiz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why are guys like that ah? Why ah why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think Mardy is one sincere loyal guy. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok like why am i talking about Mardy suddenly?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forget that. Ignore that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ohh. I saw Roxtah at Esp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He got blonde. &amp;amp; he looked HOT from faaaaaar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOOOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dekat2 siak uh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Elnah was like "Hiii Roxtaaah"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He made this stupid face. Wth~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whatever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me and Fir were like err...why are we here again? Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The whole bunch of them were there lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But too bad Yaz wasnt there. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If not. CB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;K nvm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went to eat at Simpang Bdk just now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Loads of people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I ate Kebab &amp;amp; sate. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kenyang nk mampos. :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sheesh. 1kg up. Joggin time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;K like shut up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 week till Im 18.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who shall i celebrate my bdae with huhuuu? Heh (:&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/21586505-115358752895119864?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115358752895119864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115358752895119864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115358752895119864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115358752895119864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-3-16-yr-olds.html' title='I &lt;3 16 yr olds.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115341118168693843</id><published>2006-07-20T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T23:59:42.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are the song i know. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IM GOIN FOR OBS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LIKE FINALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WITH WHO AHHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MARDY SIAAAAAAAAAAAK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WOOTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVELOVELOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I SUPER CANTCANTCANT WAIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh mardy mardy. ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today is a lovely day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dont ask me why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i love today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT NOT WHEN IT COMES TO ECONS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cb lah econs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fucking crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cb cb cb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;knn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I JUST WANNA GET IT DONE AND OVER WITH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tmr and thats it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thenthen can look forward to Monday ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH JYEAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My aunt got tickets to Spore Idols on Wed!!! ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yeaaahhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I get to see Hady LIVEEE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sounds perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im soo rooting for him now lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Paul and Joakim can go die lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Both cant sing for nuts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp; to those who voted for Joakim...no comments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND CHEEBS CAN GO AND BURN HERSELF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;EEEE...chibai to the core.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-115341118168693843?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115341118168693843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115341118168693843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115341118168693843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115341118168693843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-are-song-i-know.html' title='You are the song i know. (:'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115330280695083110</id><published>2006-07-19T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T17:53:26.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swing Life Away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be just like her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somehow Afa dont think shes the biggest threat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But i do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shes a slut. A whore. A bladie act-cuter at its worst.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just now during law lect break, she made Jordon buy the strawberry shit-i-forgot-that-fucking-thing's-brand-name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You knowww...got the biscuit sticks and then theres this strawberry/choc dip!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shit lah...fuck..whats the name!?! Ya-ya? Damn it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And like yah ah...Jordon was like eating it, playing with her...erghh. &lt;strong&gt;-_- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I felt like pulling her big tits and tying it around her neck. Lol.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh kay. Forget it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whatever is going on lah eh between them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know Jordon likes it. &lt;strong&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/strong&gt; so does she. &lt;em&gt;Blearghh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&lt;/strong&gt;Like omgzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I talked to Mardy just now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh kay...maybe just a few words...but hey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I actually had the guts to offer him some of my biscuits lahh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont know where the guts come from...but wowness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;&lt;/strong&gt; that idiot said "err...nevermindd" in his &lt;strong&gt;oh-so-mardy tone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp; &lt;/strong&gt;im like &lt;em&gt;okaaaaay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/strong&gt;then he just stood there and said nothing. I turned away and jyeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cant even see him eye to eye. &lt;em&gt;Gee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is soo not getting me anywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I knowww. &lt;strong&gt;):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh kay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cant wait for next &lt;strong&gt;Monday's field trip to West Coast.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Field trips are oh so funn. &lt;strong&gt;((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Esp when theres Mardyyy&lt;strong&gt;. ((((((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I&lt;em&gt; really&lt;/em&gt; dont know why Afa wants me to forget Mardy and go for Jordon instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im like somehow somewhere somewhat I dont really wanna go for Jordon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cos cos&lt;/em&gt; he deserve a &lt;strong&gt;WHITE SEXY CINA GIRL&lt;/strong&gt;. really &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt;. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M-A-R-D-Y&lt;/strong&gt; it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But but right. Im so sick and tired already lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its like running in the jungle without a compass.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It'll get you somewhere eventually but you just have no fucking idea when.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thats the exact situation im facing now with Mardy. ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mardy. You are a bladie white stone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont know if you actually notice/know that i like you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But if you do, please gimme a sign whether or &lt;s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not you like me!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHA. Oh like shut the hell up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-115330280695083110?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115330280695083110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115330280695083110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115330280695083110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115330280695083110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/07/swing-life-away.html' title='Swing Life Away.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115304465041412105</id><published>2006-07-16T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T18:29:00.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG i miss him so.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;&lt;/strong&gt; so i just came back from my uncle's sort-of bdae bash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lots of my cousins, uncles and aunties came. ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There were lots&amp;amp;lots of food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sate, lontong, mee...etc...etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But i din eat the lontong. I know...pretty saddening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But wth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The choc/mousse cake was yummylicious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp; like omgzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My pri 5 cousin has shot up to 1.65cm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/strong&gt; like fuckkit i felt like a dwarf. ): lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/strong&gt; she still havent come her dengdeng.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walao. So unfair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Something struck me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I logged onto MSN and he's online.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; so i looked at his nick.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;&amp; its pretty disturbing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think hes still in love with his ex huh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its okay.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I mean i dont blame him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 year relationship dude...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;&amp; shes a pretty lass.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So good luck with that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp; &lt;/strong&gt;so i turn to my emo songs to comfort me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My sis is gone to her friend's bdae bash &amp; im here alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I saw this girl wearing a takingbacksunday shirt and like fuckkit i felt like ripping that shirt off her breasts. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its damn nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nvm.&lt;strong&gt; I shall go Penin and buy shirts&lt;/strong&gt;. ((: Cheap2 ones that is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Girl din come cos of band concert at Vic Hall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fir din come cos got performance at dunno where.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hilda din come cos of cheerleading comp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Makes me feel so uncommitted u know...so unactive. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But im lazy so wth. Who cares anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its not easy to be me. :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have a feeling that Nigel likes my sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp; i know my sister is crazy over him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its like on friday in sch, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nigel said something like;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"you know ira, you are very pretty, its a pity ur fat"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp; on that friday itself, my sis went to gym.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;amp;&amp;amp; i just had to tell Nigel about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its only fair that he knows it and take notice that my sister is indeed working hard to lose weight for him. ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aww...so sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope my sister will eventually lose some weight and get him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cos hes freaking hot. ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-115304465041412105?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115304465041412105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115304465041412105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115304465041412105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115304465041412105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/07/omg-i-miss-him-so.html' title='OMG i miss him so.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115297826790463697</id><published>2006-07-15T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T23:44:28.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BAHHH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If i have to name a girl whos not afraid of being herself and whos brave enough to face all those cunts out there, ill name my sister.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shes not afraid of revealing who she is to the world without giving a fuck about what others might think of her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And to me that is the hardest thing for me. To think that she could do it easily makes me feel like a coward.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like fuckkit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel like a bladie sorry loser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont know why but i just dont feel like socializing now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guys scare me for now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Boring life leads me now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FOR NOW at least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;15 days to my bdae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont know what to do on my bdae.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think im gonna sit at home and rot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;see, sorry life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont givva fuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so what if u have lots of friends?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that doesnt make u any cooler.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im happy with the way i am &amp;im not gonna change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just my weight tho. ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AHHH. My nose is worse than yest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mucous will not disappear. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;&lt;/strong&gt; my throat hurts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;&lt;/strong&gt; my lips are super dry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/strong&gt;i cant taste/smell anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That makes eating disgusting. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I shouldnt have jogged this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WTFFZZZ.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was already 1/2 sick and i decided to go jogging like at 4.45am. :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp; now it's gotten so much worse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No thanks to the unpredictable weather these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH YAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Singapore Idol Results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why was Jonathan Leong at the bottom 4?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All you stupid mofos who din vote for him and instead you voted for Paul Twohill can jump off &lt;strong&gt;Mt Merapi&lt;/strong&gt; for all i care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stupid bunch of idiots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-115297826790463697?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115297826790463697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115297826790463697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115297826790463697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115297826790463697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/07/bahhh.html' title='BAHHH!'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115288244866140316</id><published>2006-07-14T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T21:07:28.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp; im down with flu.&lt;br /&gt;like fuckkit.&lt;br /&gt;my nose has been running since this morning &amp;amp; i feel shit.&lt;br /&gt;my throat is starting to get itchy. ):&lt;br /&gt;damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is sucha stupid day.&lt;br /&gt;first it was the rain.&lt;br /&gt;ruined my fringe.&lt;br /&gt;then came the absence of mardy. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;like its raining so i think hes prolly sleeping. lol.&lt;br /&gt;like 10 people lah din come for law lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; like surprise surprise justin came. Bravo.&lt;br /&gt;For 2 straight days, i din get to see Mardy.&lt;br /&gt;Wait a min.&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be 4 days. including the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i soo hate Mondays.&lt;br /&gt;Law tut sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Theres gonna be LSM test.&lt;br /&gt;Like major thing hello!&lt;br /&gt;I dont even write notes!&lt;br /&gt;Practically ive slept through all his lessons lah.&lt;br /&gt;Damn. Im bound to die. BUT FUCK YOU IM SO NOT GONNA REPEAT THAT FUCKING MODULE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sniff sniff*&lt;br /&gt;I think pisces guys are super gentle and nice.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;like they are so nice you dont even dare to curse in front of them.&lt;br /&gt;ok thats so random. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; suddenly i miss the used's songs.&lt;br /&gt;its been 234390 months since i last heard 'listening'.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; so im blasting them right now. ((:&lt;br /&gt;I miss Quinn. ): lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hawaiian pizzas are loveeee.&lt;br /&gt;i ate marinated chicken + eggs + pizza today.&lt;br /&gt;thats super a lot. :&lt;br /&gt;yes i know.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; i super super lovelove nicole ritchie.&lt;br /&gt;She so gorgeous. ((: &amp;&amp;amp; super super thin.&lt;br /&gt;I dont think shes too thin u know...at least now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food for thought.&lt;br /&gt;"Why are guys shy? Even if they are hot?"&lt;br /&gt;Stupid bunch of mofos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp; OH DID I MENTION I WATCHED PIRATES OF THE CARRIBEAN ALREADY???!?!&lt;br /&gt;its super super funnnnnnnnn ((:&lt;br /&gt;fucking worth it lah.&lt;br /&gt;every single cent.&lt;br /&gt;johnny depp was awesome man.&lt;br /&gt;hes super funny and gorgeous. i dig him lots.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; orlando was not badd.&lt;br /&gt;hes a pretty ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-115288244866140316?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115288244866140316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115288244866140316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115288244866140316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115288244866140316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/07/orlando-was-not-badd.html' title=''/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115245788282030174</id><published>2006-07-09T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T23:11:22.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCREW SISTERS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHIBAI.&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;SISTERS CAN GO BURN THEMSELVES WITH MINYAK ZAITON AH SIAL.&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;fuck sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIKE OMGZZZ.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My fucking lovely sister talked to MARDY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIKE HELLO?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ITS MARDY???????&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was soo freaking pissed and embarrassed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I mean i din know what to do!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was bad. I swear.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She ruined my life. Seriously.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It couldnt get any more worse than this.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I mean i wouldnt mind if its some other guy. BUT MARDY??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fuck lah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; ill have to meet him tmr.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I mean like i dont even chat with him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What more in sch?!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shit lah. Im so screwedddd. ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now. Mardy Madness is officially overr.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fuck.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is fucking sadd.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chibaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Later World Cup Finals.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Italy vs France.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Honestly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dont givvafuck who'll lift the trophy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May the better/fairer team win.&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/21586505-115245788282030174?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115245788282030174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115245788282030174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115245788282030174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115245788282030174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/07/screw-sisters.html' title='SCREW SISTERS.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115236643377291323</id><published>2006-07-08T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T21:47:13.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MARDY MADNESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; so ive just came back from my holiday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok maybe not a holiday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But its close. :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All hail my NANNY'S CRIB.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The executive apartment is my get away from everything.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Family &amp;amp; school.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im pampered in most ways.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From food to money. :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love her lah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Talk about yesterday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She put all sorts of chocolates on the table.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She gave me soya bean milk.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She cooked for me bone steak.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She didnt even ask me for help.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just lay down on the couch.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; watched MTV. :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I swear i felt like a princess.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dont take advantage of her alright.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love her to bits.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Id never talk back to her or you know...be rude. NEVER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shes great lah. The best aunt anyone could ever ask for.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; oh yeah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Went TM just now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lots of old friends i met.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lovely.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Theyve grown up so fasst. LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; everyone complimented on me being thinner.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank youuu. HAHAHA. U guys are too nice lahh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok whatever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp; LIKE OMGZZ AHHH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fridayy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What a wonderful day that was.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lets officially call it "Mardy Madness".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cos it was mad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We've finally came to talking/joking terms with Mardy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I mean like we like sat on 1 table with him AND CHEEBS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK LIKE HOWS THAT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When we first came, we saw CHEEBS AND MARDY SITTING AT 1 TABLE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIKE ONLY THE 2 OF THEM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My heart sank lah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Afa was like just gooo just goooo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; im like FUCK. I DONT WANNA GOOOO!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was so shit lah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But i dont think theres anything goin on between them lah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At least thats what i thought. Whatever. That slut.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; Mardy was soo funny lah. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh god. Hes a killer. HAHAHA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh shut up Afa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She nearly called him Mardy can??!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How can i not screw her? Fuck.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Being a paparazzi can not get any more fun than this. LMAO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&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/21586505-115236643377291323?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115236643377291323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115236643377291323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115236643377291323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115236643377291323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/07/mardy-madness.html' title='MARDY MADNESS'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115219243032997004</id><published>2006-07-06T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T21:27:10.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bringing you down so badly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I just wanna bring you down so badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;In the worst way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Im mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thats the real me.&lt;br /&gt;A side of me ill never show to anyone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U might know me as this &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sweet fun-loving girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forget it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh wells.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today went great.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Was 20 mins late for PYM tutorial.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; it was my presentation.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Without even having a chance to sit down, i had to already present.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haha. But it went pretty well.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Better than i had expected.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Afa did a brilliant with her 'podiums' slides.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; mrs lecturer was like "You ahh should join design course lah...so artistic!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And we rolled our eyes...i mean like DURHH we belong there. The design world.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ahh fuck it lah. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We are stucked in the god forsaken course.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pity me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*wipes tears*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh like shut up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SBR was funnn. :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How could you not like SBR?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mardy Bum. *licks lips*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hes extra red hot chilli spicy today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;With the blue shirt and jeans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And his infamous mole.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teehee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And like omgzz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Afa snapped photos of him using my hp cam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That was hillarious. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But it was all worth it. :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now i can see him even after school.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok stop it sak.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like eeews.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And omgz lah that CB.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shes like becoming oh so fab.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh so pretty&amp;sexy&amp;amp;goody2.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She was presenting just now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; i looked at Mardy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;&amp; i think he was on the verge of drooling lah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KNN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She even said "STOP LAUGHING LAH 'MARDY' "!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG. I nearly flipped.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She just had to say that right. right. right.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nvm. Whatever lah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I mean i dont blame anyone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which human can resist her?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CB.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fuck off lah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&amp; im in love with Taking Back Sunday's Make Damn Sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hear it. :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok maybe me. &amp;amp; Afa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; oh yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Sometimes you dont realise it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;But i hope it'll become clear to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;One fine day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;How much we differ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;In 1 way or another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Sometimes i dont see things the way u do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So if i say no, i mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Dont come to me begging.&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/21586505-115219243032997004?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115219243032997004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115219243032997004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115219243032997004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115219243032997004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/07/bringing-you-down-so-badly.html' title='Bringing you down so badly.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115203728492028472</id><published>2006-07-05T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T02:21:24.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck you projects.</title><content type='html'>OMGZZ LAAHH.&lt;br /&gt;Projects are sluts.&lt;br /&gt;Like cheebye kanina.&lt;br /&gt;Tmr is my due date for PYM.&lt;br /&gt;And i think im gonna screw it.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck lah.&lt;br /&gt;Forever doing things last minute.&lt;br /&gt;I mean i dont mind if im not SLEEPY.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck thing is that im sleepy like a fucking rooster now.&lt;br /&gt;Can barely open my eyes lah.&lt;br /&gt;Cheebye lah.&lt;br /&gt;Still havent finish the fucking project.&lt;br /&gt;Sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Well, for now i know 1/2 of it is done.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what the fuck is going on with Afa.&lt;br /&gt;I asked her hows shes doin, she din reply my msn.&lt;br /&gt;Like chibai.&lt;br /&gt;Biatch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;I think ive changed my attitude.&lt;br /&gt;Well at least i know im improving.&lt;br /&gt;The amazing thing is that all i wanna do right now is to make my parents proud.&lt;br /&gt;Like i dont really care about "FUN" anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I know im gonna be a loser.&lt;br /&gt;But so what?&lt;br /&gt;Failing doesnt make u any cooler either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Elnah just asked me out to Esplanade this Sat.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp; im like nahh. Im staying home to study.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp; Sunday i already have a date with my sec sch loves. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND LIKE OMGZZ.&lt;br /&gt;I saw 2 of the most gorgeous guys from TP.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I mean they were like my pri sch mates can?&lt;br /&gt;Okay maybe 1. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;ADAM AND ZAKIR.&lt;br /&gt;Can u like jump off some cliff and die?&lt;br /&gt;&amp; im like so glad they still remember meee. ((:&lt;br /&gt;Yay u guys lah.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp; Adam i swear you are hot lah. That mole just keeps adding hot to your hotness. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp; Zakir, pls pls pls stop smiling. You might just kill the faint hearted. LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;23 rocks lah. Okay maybe only at 6pm. Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;Why din i ever think of going TP? Gees.&lt;br /&gt;1. Its only like 5 mins away from my house&lt;br /&gt;2. Most of my sec+ pri sch mates are there&lt;br /&gt;3. Theres design sch there? Cheebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pala pundek.&lt;br /&gt;eee.&lt;br /&gt;cheebai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh mardy, u suck.&lt;br /&gt;but but right, i tink pisces guys are super nice. ((:&lt;br /&gt;TEEHEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-115203728492028472?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115203728492028472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115203728492028472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115203728492028472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115203728492028472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/07/fuck-you-projects.html' title='Fuck you projects.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115181819460300195</id><published>2006-07-02T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T13:29:54.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Setting my priorities straight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; so England lost.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like fuck you, Portugal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You fucking bloody motherfucking scumbags.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope u burn and die.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Especially you Ronaldo. Cuntface.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hah. Dont forget you're playing for Man Utd.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im sure you'll be haunted with jeers once you're back to Old Trafford.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In your stupid face.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enough of that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;Brazil lost.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like wow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I woke up today, ready to wear the Brazil jersey to accompany my mom to the market.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I mean i didnt watch the Bra vs Fra but who would have guessed France would have triumphed?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So just out of curiosity, i surfed to see how Brazil thrashed those French Fries.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND OH MY FUCKING ASS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1-0 to FRANCE?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My jaws dropped open man. Seriously.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like wth happened sia?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ronaldinho played the full match and Ronaldo? Gees.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now thats an omg-i-cant-believe-they-won feeling at its best.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was hoping Brazil to win so they can hopefully thrash those Portugese Scumbags.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;): So im counting on the Frenchees. Do me proud. Lol.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday always suck.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Firstly, its a no-goin-out day for me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Secondly, all my family members are at home.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thirdly, tmr is school. From 9am all they way to 6pm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sigh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ive finally come to my sense after a lecture by my mom.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When she told me ive changed, i admit i was a bit shocked.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She confessed her utter disappointment towards me and how ive let her down.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh god. Fuck. That was the worst part.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ive never meant to let her down. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She said i used to be the better child compared to my sister and now...gees.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She counts on me to set a good example for my sister but wth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;That was just what i needed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A bloody wake up call.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I swear ive been a fucker ever since poly started.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I din even care about my studies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I flunked in prolly every module.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Always coming late to school...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I mean my dad worked hard just to get me to school.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My mom gives me money everyday so that i wont get hungry in school.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And what did i do? Fuck lah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd term, first semester, 2nd year.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im gonna change.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; Fuck you faggots.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No more playing around.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ive set my goals.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im gonna do them proud.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ive wasted my first year.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And this time, im not letting history repeat itself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carry on failing if you wanna.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just dont tag me along.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; Oh i forgot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No more Mardy Madness.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its all over.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As quoted by Lee Lee Jong,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Whatver that is mine, will be mine no matter what."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr Fate, Do you thang baby.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&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/21586505-115181819460300195?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115181819460300195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115181819460300195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115181819460300195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115181819460300195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/07/setting-my-priorities-straight.html' title='Setting my priorities straight.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115159570935839034</id><published>2006-06-29T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T23:41:49.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cut the chase.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The wildcard results.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gayle, Jay, Mathilda and Norman got in.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Erm. Seriously whatever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Yawns*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think this year's batch is pretty dull and boring.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I mean theres a few wannabes, cannot-make-it and k-box standardees.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gees.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tell me bout it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;Paul is soo 20 mins ago already.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If girls are still hu-ha-ing over him...no comments. LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get over it girls.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are just adding spice to his bigger-than-an-elephant's dick ego.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I bet now he walks through town with his hair covering his whole freaking face, nose raised up high and a pen prepared in his left pocket. &amp;oh-so-not forgetting his oh-so-lovely faux smile.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay enough.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Theres a weird cold serenity in my house today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When i opened the door, my dad was watching the tv.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My mom was in the kitchen, hanging clothes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My mom didnt cook.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My dad kept silent.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My mom didnt spoke a word.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay. Like whats goin on?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Owells. I know. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fuck lah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lets just hope better things will come our way.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And not some bitches.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;Like omgzz. Mardy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;School sucked the hell up today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dont know what im doing anymore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why must i ignore him?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why must i act as if i dont care?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When deep inside im screaming for attention from him?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;I know things are not getting on my side now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hes weird.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im weird.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So yeah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thats the end of a wonderful chase.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crap.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Help lah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;You know what?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im gonna change.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im gonna be a decent pleasant girl who doesnt curse and laugh loudly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im gonna do my best in my school work. No more playing with Afa&amp;Lester. =X&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im sorry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dissapointment is a word way too familiar to me already.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things need to change around here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I seriously need to make things happen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Make it work.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dont wanna sit on the sideline waiting for a shooting star to fly across the sky.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One thing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need a sign.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A sign that'll motivate and encourage me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will you gimme that?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faris.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U suck.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Big hairy balls.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INVITE ME MOTHERFUCKER.&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/21586505-115159570935839034?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115159570935839034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115159570935839034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115159570935839034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115159570935839034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/06/cut-chase.html' title='Cut the chase.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115151124626391065</id><published>2006-06-28T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T00:14:06.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAKE IT WORK.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Im back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thailand was good. Fun fun fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fuck Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its a piece of cows dung compared to Thailand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Where everything is natural, from boobs to the white soft sand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WOW. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its a paradise i swear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And what i mean by paradise is that everywhere u turn, theres either a hot White male of a hot Thai male. Oh boy oh boy did i drool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay enough of that paradise. I SO WANNA GO BACK ALRIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GET ME PLANE TICKETS TO THAILAND PLEASE? *grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ill be ur sex slave for the rest of your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For fuck's sake emma, shut the fuck up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Back to reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work is piling up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Im getting more frustrated as days go by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I dont think its ever gonna happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Even if it does, its not gonna last. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes, i know its saddening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But thats life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life has its ups and downs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Be strong and optimistic and you'll get through it as easy as a sailor who gets laid. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I dont know why i talk about sex alot today. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Prolly cos i met Michael just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hes the sex right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But somehow i dont wanna get laid by him. I dont know. You? LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok like shut up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mardy is a Pisces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And according to some idiotic geniuses, Pisces and Leo doesnt go well together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To be more precise, they said its gonna be TURBULENT. LMAO. WTF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That got me like a sword piercing through my belly button. Sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have the feeling Mardy is trying to avoid any sort of contact with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You know...cos he know? Omg. Help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;U know what u bloody pisces? STOP BEING A FAGGOT. TALK U SHIT. gayass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ergh whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And omgzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That cheebye is getting 'wilder' in her dress sense these few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think her ultimate dream is to come to school clad in a bikini. Like seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, i dont know when that is gonna be the new trend, but girl dont ever quit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOL. Stupid slut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay, ive got SBR to attend to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tmr is presentation day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And i dont think i wanna screw up in front of Mardy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MAKE IT WORK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-115151124626391065?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115151124626391065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115151124626391065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115151124626391065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115151124626391065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/06/make-it-work.html' title='MAKE IT WORK.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115146570616828835</id><published>2006-06-28T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T11:35:06.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hckvxbjdshjlotr  kds;p bjbfw hpbrtwo pur&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-115146570616828835?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115146570616828835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115146570616828835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115146570616828835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115146570616828835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/06/hckvxbjdshjlotr-kdsp-bjbfw-hpbrtwo-pur.html' title=''/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115038643282362535</id><published>2006-06-15T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T23:47:13.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"So i sat in my room for 27 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;So she never called i had something to say."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;omg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;what the hell does that mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;please tell me.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;tell me it doesnt have anything to do with his gf or whichever girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;cheebye.&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/21586505-115038643282362535?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115038643282362535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115038643282362535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115038643282362535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115038643282362535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-i-sat-in-my-room-for-27-days.html' title=''/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115038075374652046</id><published>2006-06-15T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T22:12:33.890+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:#ff0000;"&gt;WOAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I DIN EXPECT THE RESULTS OF SPORE IDOLS SIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;JOAKIM GOT IN? WTFZZ?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hardy is expectable. hah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hes super cute.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somehow Joakim is err.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dont know.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doesnt appeal to me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Too "clowny".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And i dont think he can sing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like seriously.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He has familiar good looks. HAHAHA. Gee emma.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But whatever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I did not certainly vote for anyone yesterday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;i cant wait for next week's batch.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The girls seem pretty interesting.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But i dont like that mummy's girl Meryl. eeks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So the klsjdkalka.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today is pretty fucked up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stuff happened.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My dad. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seriously sometimes my dad should just act his own age. LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-_____________-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He wore this black&amp;white striped polo tee and jeans.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With his Oakley shades and spiked hair.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pple can mistake him for my brother dude.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OR MY BF. WTFZZZ. *shoots myself in the throat*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gees. pops..pops&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And Syaz gave me this link to paris hilton's new single.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Osama do us all a favour?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pls put a bomb in her bedroom or something?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So she can blow herself up? &amp; DIEEEE!!! HAHAHA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gee. Am i evil.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She sucks lah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faux. Fake. Faux. Fake. Whatever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Her song sucks, her video sucks and her voice SUCKSSSSSS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EEEEW. What was her producer thinking? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You should shoot urself mister producer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cos that was a sin u did.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And Thailand in 1 freaking dayy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dont know about you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can already smell the &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;white sand&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;clear blue seaaa&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crap lah emma.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&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/21586505-115038075374652046?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115038075374652046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115038075374652046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115038075374652046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115038075374652046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/06/woah.html' title=''/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115019498614940941</id><published>2006-06-13T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T16:55:07.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chalet Sucked Big Balls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE CHALET SUCKED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BIG FUCKING BALLS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like omgzz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why did i even think it was going to be fun?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok maybe some parts of it was fun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT THE REST SUCKED.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like 65% of it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35% was basically the fact Mardy was there, the food and prolly the bike-ridings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The bbq was alright. :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The food were great and sufficient.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kebabs, chix wings, hotdogs, crab stick, marshmellow and otak2.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yuummyyy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But i dint eat much tho. -___-"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mamb, Mardy and Stefan did the bbq-ing at first.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And awww, they looked so cute.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Such sweet and nice guys lah they all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me and Afa were like staring at each other most of the fucking time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We were wondering what the hell to do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I mean Mardy was gone for like half the night.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No thanks to that fucker's idea of going bike riding all the way to Changi Village to eat Nasi Lemak.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIKE WTFZZZZZ.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And all the guys went.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me and afa, and some of the C01 gurls were left behind.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was shit. I swear.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They drank and the whole chalet stank of vodka.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One girl got drunk and cried the whole night. (cos she couldnt see her eyecandy?!?! LOL)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At 4 am, Afa was like beyond ngantokness and she slept.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I couldnt sleep. &amp; i dont know why. Guess i was anxiously waiting for Mardy to come back.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They were gone for 4 hours alright. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At around 5.30, they were back. Sweating and tired.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haha. Mardy looked gorgeous with his hair pushed back, blushed cheeks and sweaty arms.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mambang looked nyonya-ish. Ok shh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We like FINALLY DID SOMETHING TOGETHER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay fine. It was only a card game of bluff.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And that SUCKED BIG TIME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That focker just had to mention "DOUBLE D" at me in front of Mardy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMGZ. I felt like running off sia like some wild cheetah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; they were like saying some shit bout me and stuffs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Omg. I swear Mardy laughed lah. WTFZ.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thats it lah Ema. Ur doomed. Doomed like fuck.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im gonna come to school with a newspaper covering my face.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; i super cant wait for school to re-open. Like seriously.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things i planned were left unaccomplished. ): Stupiddumbfuck.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And im gonna accomplish it when the right time comes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just hope its not too late.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O god. Help.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im not going for anymore bbq that concerns any of my classmates or course.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seriously.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unless. Okay lets just see.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Im seriously addicted to you.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&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/21586505-115019498614940941?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115019498614940941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115019498614940941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115019498614940941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115019498614940941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/06/chalet-sucked-big-balls.html' title='Chalet Sucked Big Balls.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-115004204046232176</id><published>2006-06-11T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T16:55:40.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 more day to SEDUCE MARDY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;hello you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tmr is THE DAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEDUCE-MARDY-AND-CAMWHORE DAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just talked to jordon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and hes goin baby. =))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i still havent packed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Should i bring tiny shirts and show off my boobs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Or should i be more insecure and bring the big class shirts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;LMAO. eew. what a slut i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like shut the hell up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im trying to figure out whether or not its gonna rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmm. If its gonna rain, id rather bring some sweater or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its just A NIGHT. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think theres gonna be some bbq shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmm. I shall buy marshmallow. =))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And roast it over some fire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And yummmehhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Melting in my mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahah. okaay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And maybe who knows I get to feed Mardy some melting marshmallow...LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dah lah emma, dlm mimpi ko sua. =X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like whatthefuck lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Afa gave me a bladie scare just noww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She smsed me during the soccer match:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Ema ako tkleh gi ah besok. Ko gi jer lah ngan adek ko."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IM LIKE FUCK YOU. WHAT THE FUCK IS GOIN ON?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i called her. She din pick up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got soo nervous i couldnt even watch the fucking match.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I kept looking at my hp waiting for her sms/call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LIKE OMGZZZ LAHH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I mean she knows how much tmr means to me. &amp;amp;how ive been looking forward to tmr like kerazzy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gees. At last after an hour, she smsed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I fucking called her straightaway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Phew~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is going afterall. =))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank god.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And afa, dont worry too much about everything ur going thru.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At least u have ur daddeh and sis aiight! Peace. (err?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-115004204046232176?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/115004204046232176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=115004204046232176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115004204046232176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/115004204046232176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/06/1-more-day-to-seduce-mardy.html' title='1 more day to SEDUCE MARDY.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-114986375389819902</id><published>2006-06-09T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T16:56:46.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visited Si Tempang.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After a session of pure begging at its best,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;parents finally allowed me to stay overnight at ct's chalet on monday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;despite them finding out that i failed some shitty module and bla bla bla.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;teehee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im so freaking excited.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;due to some personal reasons. LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okay okay.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like what should i wear?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;some sexy nightie? bikini?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LMAO. yeah right.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and Syaz injured herself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;prettay badly i heard.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;godzz&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like how is she gonna go DXO on mon!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this sucks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bye bye DXO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bye bye duabukit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alah. Whatever lah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We still have the chalet. Plus Mardy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fucking stay over lah u german retard.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you dont,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im gonna...erm...erm...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT RETURN UR PEN AHHH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;okay talking about his pen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;afa, being a natural born fucker, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;told Mardy how i adored his fucking pen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;putting it under my pillow every night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LIKE OMGZZ LAAHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LIKE THANKS ALOT AH EHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i din know how to react sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I swear Mardy now knows i have the hots for him lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And then, he said "Thats scary."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now he thinks imma freak. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Im so excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;17th is the day manss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Thailand here i come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-114986375389819902?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/114986375389819902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=114986375389819902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114986375389819902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114986375389819902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/06/visited-si-tempang.html' title='Visited Si Tempang.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-114951880452992745</id><published>2006-06-05T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T16:57:35.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2.4km in 15mins. :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And so it is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just like you said it would be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life goes easy on me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Most of the time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And so it is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The shorter story&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No love, no glory&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No hero in her sky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't take my eyes off of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;I cant take my mind off you...&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:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-The Blower's Daughter by Damien Rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Supposed to meet up with Afa to finish up a long due proj.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But i was too fucking tired/lazy. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So we are goin to do it tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And tmr is the presentation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like wowness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9.30am. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And then Econs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like damnfuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Havent even started revising.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Test tmr at 3pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Woot^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wish me luck bitches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tmr is gonna be a hella yawnny day sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I went jogging just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5am in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At Tampines Stadium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2.4km.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In 15 mins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pheww. Still can pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I dont know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just ran like a mad dog.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Inspired by song &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;The Reason and the Mardy tattoo&lt;/span&gt; on my wrist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You kept me going. :))&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/21586505-114951880452992745?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/114951880452992745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=114951880452992745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114951880452992745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114951880452992745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/06/24km-in-15mins.html' title='2.4km in 15mins. :))'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-114944823204186099</id><published>2006-06-05T03:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T17:08:00.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics from Botanic Gardens.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;OUR LITTLE STUDY TRIP TO BOTANIC GARDENS.&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:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;HAHAHA. FUNNY SHIT.&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:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="171" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/blurpiez_8890/Picture085copy.jpg" width="228" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lester and Wendong doing what they do best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="174" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/blurpiez_8890/Picture069copy.jpg" width="234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Aww...cant u feel the love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img height="173" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/blurpiez_8890/Picture073copy.jpg" width="234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gee. Look back and u get a heart attack!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 238px; HEIGHT: 191px" height="166" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/blurpiez_8890/Picture081copy.jpg" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fucking shoot in progress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img height="175" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/blurpiez_8890/Picture0z77.jpg" width="234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pic says it all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And plus we were thirsty like fuckk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 234px; HEIGHT: 184px" height="161" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/blurpiez_8890/Picture044copy.jpg" width="248" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And lastly me and afa. &lt;3&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/21586505-114944823204186099?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/114944823204186099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=114944823204186099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114944823204186099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114944823204186099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/06/pics-from-botanic-gardens.html' title='Pics from Botanic Gardens.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-114943359504665611</id><published>2006-06-04T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T17:05:45.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break already Mardy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;I love the tone that's in your laugh&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:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Gasping for an extra breath&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:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Waiting for the time to pass&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:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;I believe in days ahead&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:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Don't spend another night alone&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:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Cross and wishing you were dead.&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:85%;color:#666666;"&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:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;ALAH.&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:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I REALLY REALLY WANT TO ADD HIM ON MSN.&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:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;But something tells me not to.&lt;br /&gt;Something like its not time yet.&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:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Cos, trust me, rejection is like a fatal blow to my face.&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:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Add him when we are already comfortable talking to each other in class.&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:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;LOL.&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:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Which will not be that longg.&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:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Considering we are now goin to have 2 weeks break.&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:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Fuckkit.&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:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Or. Till its confirmed that he has already broken up with that CINA/MASS COMM girl.&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:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;ALAH. Biggg deal.&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:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Seriously ah.&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:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Why must it be a CINA who gets the WHITES?&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:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Why cant it be a MALAI/INDIE?&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:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Something to ponder upon.&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:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Not worth my time but whatever.&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:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I cant wait for the tests to be over.&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:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;And concentrate on Proj Mardyy Bumm. :))&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:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Lovely.&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:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Cos im freaking positive its hard to come by another guy like Mardy.&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:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;As for that fact, Afa, go ahead and shoot that dart at BULAN NAM.&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:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;She doesnt suit Mambang.&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:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;And like omgzz lah.&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:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mambang fucking riccch.&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:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;He lives in a condo near Mount Faber.&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:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;His room overlooks the sea.&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:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Sheesh.&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:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Like what is better than to look at the sea while having sex?&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:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hahahaha. Crap. -_-"&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:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;So what day is gym again?&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:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;More crap.&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:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Like when will we ever go gymmm??&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:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;WORK IT OUT BEYOTCCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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:85%;"&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:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Can u keep up?&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:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Baby boy...&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:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;lemme lose my breath...&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:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;lalala.&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/21586505-114943359504665611?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/114943359504665611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=114943359504665611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114943359504665611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114943359504665611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/06/break-already-mardy.html' title='Break already Mardy!'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-114934774970552995</id><published>2006-06-03T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T17:01:22.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics of Paul Twohill.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just watched Spore Idol encore.&lt;br /&gt;I could watch it &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;8237329&lt;/span&gt; times lah.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Actually right, Pual a bit cacat lah. LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;But who cares. Hes still &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HOTHOTHEAT&lt;/span&gt;. :))&lt;br /&gt;I went to sporeidol.com and signed up some shit.&lt;br /&gt;And i saw some coolsome pics! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="181" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/blurpiez_8890/apr46thfeatre_20.jpg" width="254" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;During the early early stage. Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 246px; HEIGHT: 172px" height="154" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/blurpiez_8890/bootcadmp28_4.jpg" width="226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I knew it lah. Sighh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="190" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/blurpiez_8890/bootcamp28e_23.jpg" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What can i say? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt; his style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="178" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/blurpiez_8890/pianoshow1d_13.jpg" width="268" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Theatre Auditions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*melts*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="159" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/blurpiez_8890/mainpix_01f0606.jpg" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Losers and a hottie. Okay maybe&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; 2&lt;/span&gt; hotties. LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/blurpiez_8890/apr46ltheatre_2.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Shes fucking gorgeous. I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;editted by &lt;u&gt;Emma.&lt;/u&gt; DUH~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-114934774970552995?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/114934774970552995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=114934774970552995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114934774970552995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114934774970552995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/06/pics-of-paul-twohill.html' title='Pics of Paul Twohill.'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-114932410262188801</id><published>2006-06-03T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T17:02:01.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my tiny Irah. &lt;33</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Law test was amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First time in 38729 years, im actually satisfied with how i did for a test.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOL. Shuttup.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I studied for it alrights.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just hope ill do well and earn that 20%. =))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Next up, Economics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Screw that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im never good at Math.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like seriously. Shit lah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need a tutor for Econs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;None actually volunteered. LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was thinking of going to the Singapore Idols MeetnGreet later, but suddenly felt lazy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The hot weather i guess.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Dayymmm Joakim&lt;/span&gt;. Haa~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whatever i can always look at mine. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I feel &lt;u&gt;empty.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everyone seems to have someone to talk to.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What i mean is someone of the opposite sex.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Someone close. Someone you like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone who would be your boyfriend.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sighh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I shall be patient.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And wait for that fateful day to come.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&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:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;MARDYMARDY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thanks for the pen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hope it brings me good luck.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if i get 30+ for my test, im gonna do something about 'this'.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I realised something.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;80% of the time i talk about him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The other 20%, i waited for someone to actually bring him up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes, i know.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its daymm pathetic. -_-"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cant help it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yesterday, met Irah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Went for her play at her school.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The fugly Yishun Junior College.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The play &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;was fucking boring.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thank god for the cute chinese guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kept me awake. :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Her dad fetched us after that. Pheww~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And irah, your so gorgeous. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And and you'll always be my best friend alrights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss you and your insecurities.&lt;br /&gt;Meet up soon :))&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/21586505-114932410262188801?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/114932410262188801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=114932410262188801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114932410262188801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114932410262188801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-love-my-tiny-irah-33.html' title='I love my tiny Irah. &lt;33'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-114916913325033969</id><published>2006-06-01T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T17:02:38.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paul through to Top 12!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAUL MADE IT THROUGH TO TOP 12 SUCKERSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;beat that. &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:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOL.&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/21586505-114916913325033969?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/114916913325033969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=114916913325033969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114916913325033969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114916913325033969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/06/paul-through-to-top-12.html' title='Paul through to Top 12!'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-114908653892037384</id><published>2006-05-31T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T17:03:08.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spore Idols cant sing for nuts!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;OKAY.&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:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BASICALLY SINGAPORE IDOLS SUCKED.&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:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BIG BALLS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seriously dude.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like omgzz they &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;cant sing&lt;/span&gt; for nuts.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;except for one or two lah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Got one, like bladie reading they lyrics lah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then got another one, fucking out of tune.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So bladie gay lah that Terence. He sounded really disgusting.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I expected him to be better but turned out to be eewzzz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And my heart was like beating so hard when Paul was about to sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cos i seriously dont want him to screw up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And voilaaa!!~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Siallah. He made me &lt;u&gt;tear&lt;/u&gt; sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He sang so brilliantly :)) im so fucking happy. Haha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He looked &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt; and he sang &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just greaaaat. Thank god.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have u voted for him?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I did. My mom did. Altogether i think about 20 times. Lalala~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haha. But my mom like Jonathan lah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He was good also. Impressive uh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And for Dick to say hes gonna make it to TOP5...i was like FUCCCKK.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then Paul leh? HAHAHA. TOP 2 uh sikit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;OMGOMGOMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I really want Paul to go throught to the next round lah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VOTE FOR HIM GENEROUSLY LAH SON OF BITCHES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let the emo boy prevail. Teehee~ All hail beautiful gorgeous hair. WOOT^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;School is alright just now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fucking hothotheat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I din know there was a law test today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So i think i screwed up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And all hail Mardy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He helped me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That cutecuteGerman.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Paul is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sexxxXX.&lt;/span&gt;&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/21586505-114908653892037384?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/114908653892037384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=114908653892037384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114908653892037384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114908653892037384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/05/spore-idols-cant-sing-for-nuts.html' title='Spore Idols cant sing for nuts!'/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-114900463337358521</id><published>2006-05-30T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T23:57:13.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCHOOL WAS SHIT TODAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reached sch at 7.30.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;did voice over like a mad fuckdog.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;skali got one guy came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;our classmate uh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;he went to the classroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then come out, "eh class cancelled lah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we've been there for like 30 mins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;waiting for class to start at 8am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And what the bladie motherfucking fuck. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CLASS CANCELLED&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AHHAHAHAH. me and afa=&lt;u&gt;stupid fucks.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Siallah pauline.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;least she can do is put an announcement at MEL sia. Knnccb.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then alone came Olivier.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We then decided to watch DVD at the library.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watched 2 Weeks Notice.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3/4 of the movie me and Olivier were like snoring away lah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Damn sleepy like hell lah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 hours of sleep for 2 days sia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No thanks to projects. Chibai.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then arnd 12pm we decided to go home ah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Go my house.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Afa stupidfuck, mambang was already otw to school lah to meet Olivier.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAHA. Tsk tsk tsk.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reach my house, Afa cooked maggi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I slept. Afa slept.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watched Seed of Chucky on HBO. HAHAHAH. Dumbmovie. -_-"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Went out again to sch at arnd 3pm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bus broke down.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the middle of PIE. Like wtffzzzz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Damn funny siak.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reached class at 4.45pm. Class is from 3-5pm. LOL. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whatever lors.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then then we planned to go town to see the Spore Idols.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The meet and greet session.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And like omgzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/blurpiez_8890/Pictureddddd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PAUL TWOHILL DAMN HOT SIAKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Siallah. I super love his hair.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Damn raddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I simply cant wait for my hair to grow longer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Straighten it and style it just like him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOOTS^ damn fucking nice.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And he wore a black shirt with a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; tie. -_-"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How "original".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One thing he lacks lah. Originality.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sigh. Hope that doesnt get the worse of him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And he was sweating like a mad dogg ahh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I mean like hello!! Todays weather was scorching hot like madness and u wore a bladie long sleeved shirt! Padan muker. HAHAHAH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And omgzz laahhzzz...me and afa got to hug himm.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forget the sweat. Worth it. &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;Hes uber cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And hes singing Here Without You for tmr.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I swore i screamed. Like a bladie groupie. LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/blurpiez_8890/ddddddd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/blurpiez_8890/d0s21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/blurpiez_8890/Picture01sd9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 312px; HEIGHT: 235px" height="1093" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/blurpiez_8890/Pictudre016.jpg" width="1352" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE END.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-114900463337358521?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/114900463337358521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=114900463337358521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114900463337358521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114900463337358521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/05/school-was-shit-today.html' title=''/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-114882742573232935</id><published>2006-05-28T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T22:43:45.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Spore idol&lt;/span&gt; proves to be different this time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im super addicted to the 2nd one apparently.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:)) Full of hotties :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teehee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And they can freaking sing for gods sake.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Impressive.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the girls are not too bad also.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some are pretty.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can make it lar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I actually like all those who made it through to the top 28.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But too bad Chanelle din make it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shes super gorgeous. Ergh i sound like a guy. -_-"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The IS project is doin alright i guess.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SBR no fucking clue.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Law fucking sucks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why must i learn law?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stupeed dumdums.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Woo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guess what day is it tmr?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its MONDAY!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love mondays.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Its I-can-see-Mardy-for-4-hrs day! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dont you loveee mondayssssssss.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 more weeks to Thailand.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gawwd i cant wait.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im gonna lose another 5 pounds.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And wear a bikini. :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have have have have to look good there.&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/21586505-114882742573232935?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/114882742573232935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=114882742573232935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114882742573232935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114882742573232935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/05/spore-idol-proves-to-be-different-this.html' title=''/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-114865809812359670</id><published>2006-05-26T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T23:41:38.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let me be the one to show you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im the one who wants to be with you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deep inside i hope you feel it too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wating on the line of greens and blues.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Just to be the next to be with you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What a greaat day today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Marvelllosiatooo&lt;/span&gt;. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It just cant get any better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Econs lecture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30 mins late.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought of crawling into the lect room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But whatthe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I saw &lt;strong&gt;Mardy&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im like ok shit. stop it ema! Thats fucking embarassing laahh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And so i walked into the room like some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;spoilt brat bitch&lt;/span&gt; whos fucking late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I sat at the last row.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My face brightened up like shit mans. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mardy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Morning morning&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mardy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I couldnt ask for more. I mean to start the fuckedup day with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mardy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Ahhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like fuckshit. I should have come at 9am laahh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL. He thought law starts at 9am. But its at 10am lah. So cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hes always oh so punctual. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And so he moved back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Supposedly he wanted to study law with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cos we were gonna sit for a short test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He did study. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smarty mardy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His law book is full of drawings. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stars, scribbles...typical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im like "&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Okay ema. Take full advantage of the situation right now&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And so i acted like a whore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;giggled, smiled and stared&lt;/span&gt; at him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His eyes. So beautiful.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt; big and brown&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His &lt;strong&gt;mole on his lips&lt;/strong&gt;. Olalala.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the way he talked. LOOOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can sooo imitate. So adorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The way he looks at you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;You know...you have this feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;You cant help but to smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Cos you dont know how to react.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I mean theres something about his eyes lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Like they wanna say something to you, but he himself is unsure of what the hell it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay. Im not making sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you understand, thats superb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From now on, afa, we are gonna sit behind our &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;heroes&lt;/span&gt;. :)) C'mon gurrl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time to fight. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jordon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh myyy. Oh myyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hes superly&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hot&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New shirt ayee. :)) Love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He look utterly yummy in that shirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mardy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, u made my day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even though it was fucking short.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Lets fade together...lets fade forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;And &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Delilah&lt;/span&gt;, happy to be friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Lets say HI to each other when we do bump into each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Arse.&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/21586505-114865809812359670?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/114865809812359670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=114865809812359670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114865809812359670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114865809812359670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/05/let-me-be-one-to-show-you.html' title=''/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-114855869726375100</id><published>2006-05-25T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T20:05:00.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Should i stop?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mambang has a new stalker apparently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I knew it lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I mean from the first day of sch i already set my eyes on him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But too bad lah eh, he already liked another girl at that point of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And so the feeling slowly died.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And next come my taiwanese hearthrob, Delilah. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That is funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Afa was like "What the fuck do u see in him? Per sak hot sngt?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gees. He is hot okaay. Small eyes, tall, skinny and oh-so-tanned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Purrfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahh. Then he just had to go for that China gurl. I swear she looks like a China gurl. Eeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And so i moved on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TOOOOOOOOO YELLOW STONEEEEEEEE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh gosh. Hes like super attached to a chi gurl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But somehow i dont wanna give up. Dont ask me why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something in him really attracted me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like hes so interesting and unique. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In a good way, dammit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahaha. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I skipped PLW lecture in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just had to stay home and catch the Results Show of American Idol at 8am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And like omgzzz TAYLOR WONNN!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was soo happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think im in love with Taylor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His voice is so raspy and hes cute alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hes sucha joy to watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unlike the bore whore Kat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And omgomg. We bumped into Yellow Stone otw out from PLW tutorial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lucky biatch Afa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He actually like 'played' with her laaahh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CID whatevershit. hahaha. Funny tho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just couldnt open my mouth to talk lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fuckeraduyweqajhdffuckshit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He looked at me and i looked at him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LIKE THATS ALL CAANN?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How pathetic can it get?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nvm. Tmr got Law lecture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still can meet. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cmon EMA. TALK BITCH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OPEN YOUR MOUTH AND TALK SLUT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And PAO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if ur try to seduce him again, im gonna pull your hair and burn your boobs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AHHAHA. oopsy i made a poopsy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Afa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Go for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you get him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ill pierce my nipple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOOOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-114855869726375100?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/114855869726375100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=114855869726375100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114855869726375100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114855869726375100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/05/should-i-stophaha.html' title=''/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-114848564535029171</id><published>2006-05-24T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T23:47:25.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i wish it was that simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i wish we would just give up easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Some days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I wish i am free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Free of school, parents and friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;But i dont think its ever going to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;At least not before i eventually die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And god, im not asking to die right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I wish im granted 3 &lt;em&gt;wishes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;1. To be a millioniare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;2. To have a great and LOYAL husband.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;3. To be in pink of health. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;sucked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I was not in the best of moods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I had a bad headache cos i think i didnt have enough sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And Afa just had to be a &lt;strong&gt;biatch&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I mean c'mon lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Gimme a break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;-_______________-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And oh gosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Yellow stone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fuck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;pao was so pretty just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;slut&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I mean i fucking saw&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;yellow stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; staring at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;PAOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;LIKE &lt;em&gt;OMGZZ.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Eh pls lah. I know pao is gorgeous and all, but pls lah eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;TAK SESUAI LAH &lt;u&gt;BODOH&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CINA + WHITE = EEEKS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Shut up. Im not sulking ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Fuck pao. Get the fuck lost. Gees emma, chill. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Dah lah, i wash my hands off yellow stone. damnit.&lt;/span&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:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;American Idol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Fuck, somehow i dont like Kat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Dont ask me why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I really wanna &lt;u&gt;Hicks&lt;/u&gt; to win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;He&lt;em&gt; kicks&lt;/em&gt; ass. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Hes more fun lah than that super snore Kat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And wtf. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Chris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; belonged to that stage. Fuckkkkit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I love my &lt;em&gt;parents&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And &lt;em&gt;sisterr&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;June can u like come&lt;em&gt; fasterr&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I super &lt;strong&gt;cant wait&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thailand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Smile. Bitch.&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/21586505-114848564535029171?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/114848564535029171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=114848564535029171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114848564535029171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114848564535029171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-wish-it-was-that-simple.html' title=''/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-114836267079471511</id><published>2006-05-23T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T13:37:50.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;Im in school now.&lt;br /&gt;The Library to be more exact.&lt;br /&gt;Had popculture just now.&lt;br /&gt;And now im having 3 hrs break just for Econs.&lt;br /&gt;Fucktard.&lt;br /&gt;Waste my fucking time.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that got law.&lt;br /&gt;Fucktarderrr.&lt;br /&gt;Bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I spoke to yellow stone just now.&lt;br /&gt;And omgomg, i found out hes GERMAN.&lt;br /&gt;GET THIS A FUCKING GERMAN.&lt;br /&gt;I completely has no idea for the past yr, that he was German.&lt;br /&gt;I thought he was an Aussie or Canadian or wtv shit.&lt;br /&gt;Little that i know hes a hungry horny dog just like Michael. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;But im sure hes muchh diff than Michael. =))&lt;br /&gt;Hes a good boyy. I think. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;And HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;He used to call Afa "The Muslim"!!! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Cos noone in his class knew what was Afa's name so when they asked "Eh that Emma's friend name ah?" Cos they all knew what my name was. =))&lt;br /&gt;And Yellow Stone will be like "oh The Muslim ah" HAHAHAH. How cute can that gett?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so cant wait for XMen3 to premiere. Like hurry up already!&lt;br /&gt;I dont really know if im watching this thurs cos school ends at 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;Like wtf. I knoww. Shitass. Fucktards.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. Im not even sure whether i have $9.50 ready in hand by Thurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im looking around.&lt;br /&gt;Theres a cute Indian guy sitting right opposite me.&lt;br /&gt;Teehee =)) &lt;br /&gt;And afa is trying very hide to hide herself behind her laptop to avoid acute eye contact with the enemy(MSS people) currently sitting at the next table. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Haish. Let the game begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear im gonna slp in Econs Lecture.&lt;br /&gt;*yawns*&lt;br /&gt;Im so slpy lah.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go home.&lt;br /&gt;And blast my music.&lt;br /&gt;And go sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-114836267079471511?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/114836267079471511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=114836267079471511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114836267079471511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114836267079471511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/05/hahahah.html' title=''/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-114830960540730723</id><published>2006-05-22T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T22:53:25.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;PROJECT &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;YELLOW &lt;/span&gt;STONE.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its basically a motivation.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fuck it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im gonna do it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im gonna win.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, thats gonna take a lot of shit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So many things need to be done.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lots&amp;lots of projects are beginning to pile.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And fuck it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im gonna do well.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just to make my concience clear while im enjoying in Phuket.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ahhh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mat Salleh galore. =))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Patong Beach?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My own hotel room?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spa?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clubbing?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shopping?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fuckkkk.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paradise babe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cant wait any longer siaks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Woohoo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think ive fallen for him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But. But. But.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dont know exactly why.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hes fucking attached. Happily. Mind you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dont really know if its worth it, you know.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dont want any false hopes or fake smiles.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cos i know...im...ahh fuck it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All i know, the sight of him now makes my day. =))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lets just see what this shit leads to.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im meeting him again tmr.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Talk bitch, open your mouth and say HI.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or the least, make eye contact and SMILE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are the loser if you dont do this, Ema. Bitch.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh Pauline.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Popculture.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kinda rockin now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Waking up at 6am not thaaat bad after all.&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/21586505-114830960540730723?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/114830960540730723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=114830960540730723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114830960540730723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114830960540730723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/05/project-yellow-stone.html' title=''/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-114761865034704935</id><published>2006-05-14T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T22:57:30.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And so its been a long time since this fucktard has been updated.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Lots of &lt;em&gt;shit&lt;/em&gt; had happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;I swear when i say &lt;b&gt;lots.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;All i need right now is some peace and time to change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Gimme fucking space to think and repent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;i can swear that &lt;b&gt;IM NOT GONNA SKIP CLASS ANYMORE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;unless, i &lt;s&gt;overslept.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;which sucks. &lt;b&gt;big time.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Im gonna &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;study&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;everyday. *revision dammit*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;I dont care anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;If it means having no life, that it shall be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;For now;&lt;/b&gt; spazoids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;(Stop vibrating already)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F.U.C.K.T.A.R.D.S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;And so ive &lt;b&gt;quitted&lt;/b&gt; my job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;No regrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Ahh. You can so tell im &lt;u&gt;lying&lt;/u&gt; through my crooked teeth. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bleargh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Life's unfair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Fucking unfair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Some days, you just feel like you're the luckiest&amp;amp;happiest in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BUT then suddenly...&lt;/b&gt;everything changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;In an instant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Its back to its &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dull, boring and shitty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; extreme nature of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;School and more school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;I mean i dont mind if i were in another poly, just sucks alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Everything im doing seems so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Everyday doesnt pass by so easily without shit happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Im now &lt;em&gt;addicted&lt;/em&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;movies&lt;/strong&gt;. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;And i will always love you &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;cathay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Ill be back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Whenever theres &lt;strong&gt;sneaks and premieres&lt;/strong&gt;.LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&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/21586505-114761865034704935?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/114761865034704935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=114761865034704935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114761865034704935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114761865034704935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/05/and-so-its-been-long-time-since-this.html' title=''/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-114708715767466739</id><published>2006-05-08T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T19:19:17.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOTS OF SHIT HAPPENED LATELY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but im gonna put it behind me and fucking move on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;((: smile bitch.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okay.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;firstly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;work.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;quit or not to quit?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1/4 of me wanna quit and 3/4 of me dont wanna.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sheesh. -______________-"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fuck it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and and and.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tattoooos!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fucking awesome can.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sheesh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is so wrong.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fuck its fun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;michael did his tattoo and i accompanied him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like omg.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gees.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;freiheit. and the trinity symbol.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;freaking cool.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;totally lovelovelove it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and the tattoo artist?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heboh geboh jebohh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i actually did ask him about small symbols and stuffs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he said the cheapest would be like 30 bucks?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fuck thats cheap. ((:&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/21586505-114708715767466739?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/114708715767466739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=114708715767466739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114708715767466739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114708715767466739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/05/lots-of-shit-happened-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-114598381324205224</id><published>2006-04-26T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T00:50:13.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELLO BELLO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;First&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; day of school &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;sucks&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; new clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; new people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like fucking the same lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ergh. So &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;UN&lt;/span&gt;interesting.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; Delilah&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like where the fuck did all the &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOTTYBOTTY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; chinese guys gone to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I sat for like fucking 45 mins at the busstop waiting for &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOUR HIGHNESS fucker AFA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and saw like &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 out of 2934239020&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; guys thats &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cute.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LIKE WTF? HAHA. Scary but true. :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And so i went to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;The Cathay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Skipped&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Econs lect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like all thanks to Afa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watched &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 movies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; back to back.&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:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Take the lead.&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:#33cc00;"&gt;Hostel.&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:#33ff33;"&gt;Finally.&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:#33cc00;"&gt;The Art of Seduction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Woots.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jay=Drools all over the seat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b122/bra_ttzie/Reg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px" height="321" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b122/bra_ttzie/Jay_Hernandez20-20120-20Hostel.jpg" width="292" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 161px; HEIGHT: 200px" height="374" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b122/bra_ttzie/jay20hernandez.jpg" width="289" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;HE IS THE SEX BABEH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;was &lt;strong&gt;wet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trust me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now now&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dont you think&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;duurrty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teeheee. ((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And im in&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With the&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;21 yr old baldie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Break!&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Break!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;s&gt;Break!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;c'mon people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i know ur feeling me!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FASCINATION.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It might be it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It might not be.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;who cares.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 352px; HEIGHT: 251px" height="226" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b122/bra_ttzie/Image003copy.jpg" width="346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b122/bra_ttzie/Image00s8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b122/bra_ttzie/Image012s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE END.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-114598381324205224?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/114598381324205224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=114598381324205224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114598381324205224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114598381324205224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/04/hello-bello.html' title=''/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-114547271746016687</id><published>2006-04-20T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T02:51:57.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whatever lah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im sooo whatever with all those shit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dont like him already.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO yeah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stop saying &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I FUCKING LIKE HIM&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; ALREADY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hes an asshole who doesnt give a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fuck&lt;/span&gt; about people around him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thats the&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; fucking&lt;/span&gt; problem.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Once i admit i DID like him, it had to remain like that till god knows when.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wtf. Such thing as &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;"things fucking changed?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alright enough of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fatin asked me to &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;MOS&lt;/span&gt; just now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And fuck it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just have to be &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;below 18&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Erghh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Shes goin with Ezzati, Shila, Shahrin and some unknown girls and guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Owells.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lets patiently wait till i fucking turn 18.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which is soo gonna take forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Work was awesome. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Fatin and me and Kiat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kiat is cute lah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I gave him the name &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Brandon&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cos his chi name sucks. LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And as usual, ushering rocks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Im gonna &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt; work sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Once sch starts, shit starts.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope theres plenty of cute boys in NP.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AHAHAHA. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And Ramli sucks. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;He just had to be immatured and call me names in front of pple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Like hello? Do you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fucking&lt;/span&gt; have feelings for yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;You think that was funny?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hell no. Go &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fuck&lt;/span&gt; your own ass lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;fuck&lt;/span&gt;, i was not even calling you bitch lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I was calling someone else that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUCKERRRR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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 style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;AND MILAN LOST&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haish.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sucks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why din they let &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Inzaghi&lt;/span&gt; play?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stupid.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Kaka&lt;/span&gt; is still so cute lor. ((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cross my fingers and pray &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;ARSE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;nal&lt;/span&gt; lost later.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLEASEEEEEE. ((:&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/21586505-114547271746016687?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/114547271746016687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=114547271746016687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114547271746016687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114547271746016687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/04/whatever-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-114529904121583591</id><published>2006-04-18T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T02:37:21.236+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="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;LOST MY FUCKING HANDPHONE.WHAT THE FUCK.I JUST FUCKING BOUGHT THE FUCKING PHONE LIKE A MONTH AGO?I FUCKING HATE YOU MOTHERFUCKER.IF YOU TOOK MY PHONE, YOU ARE SO GOING TO BE STRUCK BY A BIRD'S DROPPING.I DONT CAREEE ARRR.MOTOROLA V3 SOMMORE SIAKS.SIAL.PUKIMAKS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ergh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;im so fucking pissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and i was late for work today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;YET AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;30 mins siaks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;SHIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;im so gonna get FIRED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;serves me right.&lt;br /&gt;and and.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;customer service rocks today.not a lot of pple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;NO Roger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;NO Saha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ahhh...heaven.And and Andrew Patrick= Sex on bed with satin covers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;LOLOL. ((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hes so drooly hot lah. Dont blame me ok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And Glen is so sweet. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;He gave me a carnation to make me feel better after i lost my hp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Meltsss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Jgn jelessss afaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Basically today sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I called nanny to let her know my phone went missing and thank god she wasnt pissed.Erghh fuck lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Why must i lose it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Why must i bring it along with me??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ALAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH. PUKI LAAAAAAAAAAAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ok nvm. Everything that happens has a meaning to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So, I cant do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow is my fucking OFF day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;What the fuck should i do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And sch re-opens next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;HAHA.I SO cant wait. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Especially when Shermund is in the same sch as me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;WOOOTAAAH.&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/21586505-114529904121583591?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/114529904121583591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=114529904121583591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114529904121583591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114529904121583591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-lost-my-fucking-handphone.html' title=''/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-114486665307618946</id><published>2006-04-13T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T02:30:53.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;O god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Finally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Some sense has come into my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Ive made up with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;And its all for good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;We both had tears in our eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Ergh, we realised something really undeniable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;We cant live without each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;NOTHING can fucking come in our way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Not even a fucking CUTE german guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Fuck him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;He's not even worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Fucker flirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Did customer service today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;It wasnt thaaat badd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;And wdf. I lost my clipboard! LOOOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;FUNNY SHIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;WHO FUCKING TOOK MY SURVEYS SIAAAAAAAL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;PUKIMAKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;-____________________-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Oh then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;After work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;I watched "Take The Lead" with Chitchit. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;AHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;FUCKING AWESOME MOVIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Antonio Banderas is soo oo oo o o HOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;D-I-L-F.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;dads id love to fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;ok enuff said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;teeeheeeee ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;AND AND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;everyone now knows i can run!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;I fucking sprinted for the bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;and im proud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;AHHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;IN UR FACE RAMLI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;BEYOTTTCHHHH.&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/21586505-114486665307618946?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/114486665307618946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=114486665307618946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114486665307618946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114486665307618946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/04/o-god.html' title=''/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-114474233997913215</id><published>2006-04-11T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T16:05:40.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Ok. Just got back home from East Point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Bought some shirts and boots from that shop lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Whatever the name is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Luckily mum got good new from the doc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;That growth thing is NOT cancerous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Phewww~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;And shes practically in love with the CUTE LIL DOC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;HAHAHAAA. Righhht.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Anyways. I think she's ignoring me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;I dont really know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;But im scared its cos of that chalet thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Sheeshhhh. Godd. -_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Ok. Nvm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;I talked to my sis's cute chi friend yest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;He gave me some greaaat advices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;I mean for a 16 yr old boy, thats some fucking good thinking there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;I felt quite good actually after listening to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;what he's got to say bout my situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;I think im just going to leave everything to fate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;(=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Gonna stop acting like a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S-L-U-T.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;one of the pics from the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;haaahhhhh. i look fugly thanks to the fucking shower.&lt;br /&gt;fringe goneeeeeeeee. HAHAHA. and the sweats and ewwwwwww. grossss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 261px; HEIGHT: 177px" height="333" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b122/bra_ttzie/sssss.jpg" width="455" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;michael and me in the taxi otw home. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOLOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i editted my fringe. it looks so fake but who cares! LO&lt;/span&gt;L&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21586505-114474233997913215?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/114474233997913215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=114474233997913215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114474233997913215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114474233997913215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/04/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-114465168855255761</id><published>2006-04-10T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T14:48:08.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;like omgzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;yest was fun.fun.fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;had our chalet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;actually i was thnking of not going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;BUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;changed my mind at the last min.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;cos francis and "rabbi" begged me to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;so i decided to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;took a cab with michael, ramli and this cine gurl to east coast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;reached at about 11.30pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;lots of people were there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;first time reach, im like "okkk..where am i again?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;cos most of the people that i know were not there yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;so me and michael were like "okay we hafta stick with each other mannnn!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;LOLOL. i dont mind that a single bit. HAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;i saw George and im like "Righhhht. Why must he be here? Can u like go away and follow ur dad to South Africa or someting please." LOL. his gf is like so errr. Lucky beyotchhh. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So. Instantly i spotted Aik Nen and then we went for a walk along the beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;That was good. Cos he's really nice to talk to cos hes kinda experiencing the same thing as i am NOW. So yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thennn, familiar faces started to pop out. Francis and Ebby and LINI!!! &lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ahh god that felt good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;We makan makan makan then watched Andrew Patrick and Glenn sweat as they played soccer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;God that was hot. LOL. =) i loike. Oh shut uppp. Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;And so, Francis and Ebby were hitting it off. Like finally. Hah. Cute lah they two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Haish. I used to have a crush on Francis. But but...no more redi lor. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Im happy for them. Suitable laahhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The bbq was finee. Nice food, nice people and boyyy was it fucking hot. I was perspiring like shittt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Im like SHITT MY FRINGEEEEEEE. GONEEEEEEE SIAKSSSSSS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;And the hungry Michael and Ramli were like eating in sweats. Kesiannn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I ate like hotdog only. ONE HOTDOG mind you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thats the fucking thing with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I cant eat at bbqs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Dont ask me why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I think im kinda shy eating in front of people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Or is it because i rather do something else then eat? Ok nvm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh not forgetting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Michael me and Lini went for a longgg walk together-gether.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Talking about relationships and SEX.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Their first times and all. Siallah. Powerrrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Fucking around sounds FUNNNN. LOOOL. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;And Michael is a hungry horny dogg. Gees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I love Lini. Shes sooo wow. Ok shut upp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE LOVE LOVE taxi rides homeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh my oh my. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Esp with ehem ehem in it with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;*melts and drools and shit and poo and pee* (??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;3 days in a row babyyyyyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Some pics to ponder on. woot woot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;(uploading) heh.&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/21586505-114465168855255761?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/114465168855255761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=114465168855255761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114465168855255761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114465168855255761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/04/like-omgzz.html' title=''/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-114451950643838466</id><published>2006-04-09T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T02:05:07.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thought you were not my kind.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thought i could never feel for you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things are getting worse each day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why? Why?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im asking myself every fucking second.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is so wrong.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But im sorry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cant help it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is that badd.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Very badd.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fuck you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And fuck you too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="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:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A FUCKING BIG STRIKE OFF HIS NAME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its never gonna happen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just like the others.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ergh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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:trebuchet ms;"&gt;stop looking for it, emma.&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:trebuchet ms;"&gt;let it find you.&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:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stupid beyotch.&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:Trebuchet MS;"&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:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And my concience is telling me.&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:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"This is fate.&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:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sometimes it comes your way and sometimes it doesnt.&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:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Live with it.&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:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thats life.&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:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And now, its not in your favour.&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:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But maybe there's more for you in the future.&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:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Treat this as a blessing in disguise."&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:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span &gt;Oh god...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is harder than i thought.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel shit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I swear.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My life is worthless.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At least for now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fuck it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What the fuck am i supposed to do? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please TELL me.&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/21586505-114451950643838466?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/114451950643838466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=114451950643838466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114451950643838466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114451950643838466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-thought-you-were-not-my-kind.html' title=''/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-114400814103250036</id><published>2006-04-03T03:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T04:02:21.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i have no idea what the fuck am i feeling right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;im living in a world full of deceits and lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i know you like him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and i know you like her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;but somehow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;deep inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i feel insecure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;im scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i know its fucking selfish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;oh god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;what the fuck did i get myself into.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;lets see where fate takes them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;if they are meant to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;then let it be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ill just smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;cos they are the most wonderful people ive ever known. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i fucking hate ZAKI.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;can he please jump down?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;or get killed or something?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;stop ruling me around fuckass.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;or ill shove the fucking torchlight into ur ass.&lt;/em&gt;&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/21586505-114400814103250036?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/114400814103250036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=114400814103250036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114400814103250036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114400814103250036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-have-no-idea-what-fuck-am-i-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-114390463821188258</id><published>2006-04-01T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T23:17:18.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;take a deep breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;its getting &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;weirder&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;like why the fuck i like him sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;its just sooo weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;even afa coudnt believe it herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok &lt;s&gt;enough&lt;/s&gt; about him&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;yest, justin came with his girl to watch movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and yes, i let them sneak in&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;got free&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; hotdogs&lt;/span&gt; somemore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;chinabeh&lt;/em&gt;. LOL. so cute lah he.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;imma &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; individual&lt;/em&gt;. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;i think guys think im too open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;i mean c'mon lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;put me and afa together, OMGZZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;bear with us, thank you. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;we love to joke about stuffs that comes out of our boobs, vaginas, fucking and god knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sick aye?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;sorry lor. thats&lt;em&gt; us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;and &lt;em&gt;fuckfuckfuck.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;i got tons of mosquito bites cos we sat at starbucks ps for hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;i seriously think its fucking disgusting lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;im never goin back to that &lt;em&gt;cursed &lt;/em&gt;starbucks outlet ever!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;wth lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;i got fucked by a customer sia yest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;picturehouse can go die lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;fuck it sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;box office pple can go jump down also&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;because of them, we the ushers get fucked by the unsatisfied customers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;inside man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is fantabulous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;go watch pple.&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/21586505-114390463821188258?l=tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/feeds/114390463821188258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21586505&amp;postID=114390463821188258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114390463821188258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21586505/posts/default/114390463821188258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearylettersto-delilah.blogspot.com/2006/04/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>nadyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766302957583389059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21586505.post-114356892675169692</id><published>2006-03-29T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T02:02:06.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Walao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Very bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Very very very matherforking badd&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&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;I think ive started to&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;develop feelings&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Its a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;
