<?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-28195554</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:13:27.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My paper heart will bleed</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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>178</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-116226283776529879</id><published>2006-10-31T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T10:47:17.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RELINK. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidhopeloss-.blogspot.com"&gt;Http://rapidhopeloss-.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The past has gone, its time to say goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-116226283776529879?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116226283776529879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116226283776529879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/relink.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-116220371434272292</id><published>2006-10-30T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T18:37:24.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I SAID "HOPEFULLY" NOT COMPLETELY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cause now that I can see you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I don't think you're worth a second glance.&lt;br /&gt;So much for all the promises you made,&lt;br /&gt;they served you well&lt;br /&gt;&amp;now you're gone&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;they're wasted on me.&lt;br /&gt;So much for your endearing sense of charm,&lt;br /&gt;it served you well&lt;br /&gt;&amp;now it's gone &amp;amp;you're wasted on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/joyride%20057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/joyride%20057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Hello?&lt;br /&gt;Im married to my computer,&lt;br /&gt;how do you expect me stay away from it right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, here's what I've been up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIDAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Spag for lunch. (: yum&lt;br /&gt;- Met up with Ariel, Chew &amp;Fionn at Novena.&lt;br /&gt;(PS. I was early &amp;amp;Fionn was the LATEST! (:)&lt;br /&gt;- Pigged out at Kfc.&lt;br /&gt;- Tuition at Lib (Thanks Fionn &amp;Ariel!)&lt;br /&gt;- Slacked at Macs!&lt;br /&gt;- Home smelly home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Rough Summary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The day sucked, cause like&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to join Fionn &amp;amp;all for the&lt;br /&gt;movie, but I couldnt cause like I&lt;br /&gt;have to study for the darn retest. ):&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. It ruined my mood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SATURDAY!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Chinese tuition at 10.30am.&lt;br /&gt;- Watched PrettyCure &amp;Groom my room too.&lt;br /&gt;- Memorised Heart Contents.&lt;br /&gt;- Slept/Napped for 2 &amp;amp;a half hours.&lt;br /&gt;- Ate breakfast, lunch &amp;dinner.&lt;br /&gt;(Apparently, I forgot all about meals)&lt;br /&gt;- Mamaaaaa House for curry feast!&lt;br /&gt;- Jerrold, Janice &amp;amp;all came over.&lt;br /&gt;- Lights out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Rough Summary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; No Marko! I do not watch&lt;br /&gt;PrettyCure on purpose! Somehow its on&lt;br /&gt;whenever I watch KidsCentral!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Talked to Godmom regarding Europe trip.&lt;br /&gt;(She feels bad for bringing her 3 other&lt;br /&gt;god daughters &amp;leaving me out.)&lt;br /&gt;- Worship sucked big time.&lt;br /&gt;- Lunched with Renee &amp;amp;all.&lt;br /&gt;- Home smelly home.&lt;br /&gt;- Studied.&lt;br /&gt;- Grace Haven! (:&lt;br /&gt;(I love Eric &amp;Weijun!)&lt;br /&gt;- Dinner with Mom's cell group people.&lt;br /&gt;- Home smelly home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rough Summary:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; They didnt come. Chickens.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Church sucks all the time. -_-".&lt;br /&gt;Okay only Salvation Army la. Timmy's&lt;br /&gt;church is alright. &amp;amp;yeah, AuntyCathy&lt;br /&gt;says I might be able work at Grace Haven!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah with &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ERIC! &amp;WEIJUN! &amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;JEREMY! &amp;GARRY!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;GRACE! &amp;YAO XING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-FAINTS!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I thinks its volunteery.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I dont quite mind. (:&lt;br /&gt;If I get to see them, I'd be&lt;br /&gt;more than happy! They make me&lt;br /&gt;smileeee. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MONDAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Met Justti at TPY!&lt;br /&gt;(PS. I WAS EARLY! :D:D!)&lt;br /&gt;- Bought Macs to school.&lt;br /&gt;- Studied in canteen.&lt;br /&gt;(It was darn noisy!)&lt;br /&gt;- Proceeded to R301!&lt;br /&gt;- Studied bio. :D!&lt;br /&gt;- Talked, talked &amp;amp;talked!&lt;br /&gt;- Chat with MsKuan for abit! (:&lt;br /&gt;- Fionn &amp;I went to town.&lt;br /&gt;- Home smelly home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Rough summary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I finally got to see Adnan.&lt;br /&gt;(oof ayunni punani. :D:D!)&lt;br /&gt;I almost fell outside Yoshi.&lt;br /&gt;Some idiot tripped me. But I regained my&lt;br /&gt;balance. &amp;amp;THANKGOD! That FleshImp fella&lt;br /&gt;wasnt there! Im abit scared of him after&lt;br /&gt;the previous incident. (Fionn stop laughing,&lt;br /&gt;not funnnny at all.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! &amp;I saw Brandon! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;PHONE CONVO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brandon:&lt;/strong&gt; Abby, you're at town right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abby:&lt;/strong&gt; Uh.. NOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brandon:&lt;/strong&gt; Outside the hotel right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abby:&lt;/strong&gt; Uh.. NOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brandon:&lt;/strong&gt; Uh, Im behind you.&lt;br /&gt;(Abby &amp;amp;Fionn turns around)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abby:&lt;/strong&gt; NOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so like Yow was behind! (:&lt;br /&gt;His shirt was ..funny &lt;strong&gt;"Dont copy me"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or smth like that. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I, ABBY WONG! BOOK BRANDON YOW JIE WEI&lt;br /&gt;FOR A HORROR FILM ONE DAY! :D!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I also found out that &lt;em&gt;Horoscopes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;arent all that bullshitty.&lt;br /&gt;Their quite true, well, maybe to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sagittarius (Nov 22 - Dec 21)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Things are what they are -- don't waste time trying to change them&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be very difficult to accept things as they are there is such a strong feeling deep inside of you that wishes things were different. But things are what they are, and you should not waste any more time trying to make someone else change they way they feel. If you can move past this today, you will feel freer faster. Your independence is of key importance right now, and you are going to want to be unencumbered by emotional dramas. Relish this imperfect situation. It is a gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Artist: 3 Doors Down&lt;br /&gt;Song: When I'm Gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres another world inside of me that you may never see,&lt;br /&gt;Theres secrets in this life I cant hide.&lt;br /&gt;Well, somewhere in this darkness, theres a light that I cant find&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe its to far away, maybe Im just blind&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Im just blind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hold me when Im here,&lt;br /&gt;Love me when Im wrong,&lt;br /&gt;Hold me when Im scared,&lt;br /&gt;And love me when Im gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I am,&lt;br /&gt;And everything in me,&lt;br /&gt;Wants to be the one you wanted me to be.&lt;br /&gt;Ill never let you down,&lt;br /&gt;Even if I could,&lt;br /&gt;Give up everything,&lt;br /&gt;If only for your good,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hold me when Im here,&lt;br /&gt;Love me when Im wrong,&lt;br /&gt;Hold me when Im scared,&lt;br /&gt;You won’t always be there,&lt;br /&gt;So love me when Im gone.&lt;br /&gt;So love me when Im gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your education x-ray cannot see under my skin,&lt;br /&gt;I wont tell you a damn thing that I could not tell my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Now roaming through this darkness,&lt;br /&gt;I’m alive but Im alone,&lt;br /&gt;Part of me is fighting this but part of me is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hold me when Im here,&lt;br /&gt;Love me when Im wrong,&lt;br /&gt;Hold me when Im scared,&lt;br /&gt;And love me when Im gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I am,&lt;br /&gt;And everything in me,&lt;br /&gt;Wants to be the one you wanted me to be.&lt;br /&gt;Ill never let you down,&lt;br /&gt;Even if I could,&lt;br /&gt;Give up everything,&lt;br /&gt;If only for your good,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hold me when Im here,&lt;br /&gt;Love me when Im wrong,&lt;br /&gt;Hold me when Im scared,&lt;br /&gt;You wont always be there,&lt;br /&gt;So love me when Im gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Im just blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;RARH RARH RARH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im happy, cause I blocked -.&lt;br /&gt;- doesnt deserve anyone actually,&lt;br /&gt;not even her. yeaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-nodds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye Smelly People.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;IM SUPER ANNOYED NOW CAUSE&lt;br /&gt;I JUST MISSED JUSTICE LEAGUE. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-116220371434272292?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116220371434272292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116220371434272292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-said-hopefully-not-completely-cause.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-116194256916797704</id><published>2006-10-27T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T17:49:29.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IM SORRY! I JUST HAD TO BLOG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I love Cheng! (: I love SEANCHENG! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sung Story of a Girl by 3 Doors Down&lt;br /&gt;to me. &amp;I melted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"This is the story of a girl &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who cried a river and drowned the whole world &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And while she looks so sad in photographs I absolutely love her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When she smiles &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ABBY! PLEASE STOP CRYING!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MELTS! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChengyBaby! Im smilingggggggggggg! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I &lt;s&gt;love&lt;/s&gt; AYUNNI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the unsuspecting victim. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abby dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the unsuspecting victim. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; jump the gun on the run says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; jump the gun on the run says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;go away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the unsuspecting victim. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really really miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; jump the gun on the run says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-SPRAYS INSECTICIDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the unsuspecting victim. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; jump the gun on the run says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SPRAYS PESTICIDE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; jump the gun on the run says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the unsuspecting victim. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im serious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; jump the gun on the run says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;WHY NOT WORKING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the unsuspecting victim. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i really miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Punani! I missed you too. (Not)&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Im gna grab my twisties &amp;amp;watch&lt;br /&gt;justice league!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER!&lt;br /&gt;I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-116194256916797704?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116194256916797704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116194256916797704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-sorry-i-just-had-to-blog-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-116185596639303696</id><published>2006-10-26T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T17:46:06.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AUDD! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello my little china sister. :D!&lt;br /&gt;I didnt forget ogay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY TRAINING AYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loves,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby the &lt;em&gt;CHINGALA&lt;/em&gt; (chinese + bangla)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-116185596639303696?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116185596639303696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116185596639303696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-birthday-audd-hello-my-little.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-116185451763885505</id><published>2006-10-26T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T17:29:45.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you wait for me then,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill come for you&lt;br /&gt;Although I've travelled far&lt;br /&gt;I always hold a place for you in my heart&lt;br /&gt;If you think of me&lt;br /&gt;If you miss me once in awhile&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll return to you&lt;br /&gt;I'll return &amp;fill that space in your heart&lt;br /&gt;Remembering&lt;br /&gt;Your touch&lt;br /&gt;Your kiss&lt;br /&gt;Your warm embrace&lt;br /&gt;Ill find my way back to you&lt;br /&gt;If youll be waiting&lt;br /&gt;If you dream of me like I dream of you&lt;br /&gt;In a place that's warm and dark&lt;br /&gt;In a place where I can feel the beating of your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/joyride%20024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/joyride%20024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is hopefully my&lt;strong&gt; last&lt;/strong&gt; post until&lt;br /&gt;the 10th of November, after my papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Please love me or I'll be gone.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, there's just this song&lt;br /&gt;that has been ringing over&lt;br /&gt;&amp;over in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Valentine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, by Martina Mcbride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;If there were no words&lt;br /&gt;No way to speak&lt;br /&gt;I would still hear you&lt;br /&gt;If there were no tears&lt;br /&gt;No way to feel inside&lt;br /&gt;Id still feel for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And even if the sun refused to shine&lt;br /&gt;Even if romance ran out of rhyme&lt;br /&gt;You would still have my heart until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;Youre all I need, my love, my valentine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;All of my life&lt;br /&gt;I have been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;All you give to me&lt;br /&gt;Youve opened my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And showed me how to love unselfishly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive dreamed of this a thousand times before&lt;br /&gt;But in my dreams I couldn’t love you more&lt;br /&gt;I will give you my heart&lt;br /&gt;Until the end of time...&lt;br /&gt;Youre all I need, my love, my valentine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even if the sun refused to shine&lt;br /&gt;Even if romance ran out of rhyme&lt;br /&gt;You would still have my heart until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;cause all I need is you, my valentine&lt;br /&gt;Youre all I need, my love, my valentine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I do mean everything I say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I'll be back with a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BleedlikeF.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Shot me down, as I flew by. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Selfish needs, Selfish deeds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;to satisfy yourself, you chose to hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Your former love, she treated you bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;She multiple-timed you, you didnt mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I asked you once, I asked you twice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;If she wanted you back, would you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;As clear as crystal, I remembered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;you assured me, singing around my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;head were your words &amp;promises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;None were kept, none were fulfilled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Yeah uh hur, your selfish needs, your selfish deeds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Spare a thought for the world, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;well, at least me, I plead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Does she love you like I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Does she know you like I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Does she keep everything you give her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Does she treat you like you're special?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Im so stressed &amp;amp;tired, I could just do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;a titanic stunt by the window now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you let the 24th fly by&lt;br /&gt;without a care nor a damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ITS ME, MY FAULT, MY PROBLEM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-116185451763885505?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116185451763885505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116185451763885505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/if-you-wait-for-me-then-ill-come-for.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-116176935651022955</id><published>2006-10-25T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T17:42:36.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wonder where your heart is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause it sure don't feel like it's here&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think you wish&lt;br /&gt;that I would just disappear&lt;br /&gt;Have I got it all wrong&lt;br /&gt;Have you felt this way long&lt;br /&gt;Are you already gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel lonely&lt;br /&gt;when you're here by my side&lt;br /&gt;Does the sound of freedom&lt;br /&gt;echoe in your mind&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish you were by yourself&lt;br /&gt;or that I was someone else,&lt;br /&gt;anyone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/snapshot%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/snapshot%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/snapshot%20019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/snapshot%20019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/snapshot%20057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/snapshot%20057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/joyride%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/joyride%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RARR ):&lt;br /&gt;So like those above are the photos&lt;br /&gt;from Monday, I've been almost too&lt;br /&gt;lazy to upload them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're making me fall down,&lt;br /&gt;I'm fallin' down again&lt;br /&gt;I wish you could fall down,&lt;br /&gt;Can you catch me darling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, please pay careful attention to&lt;br /&gt;Picture number3! My Darling sister, Cel,&lt;br /&gt;has this, super major crush on him. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HE'S ELLEN'S BROTHER!&lt;br /&gt;HE'S JANICE &amp;JOYLENE'S COUSIN!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;HE'S BENJAMIN!&lt;br /&gt;yadddddddddda!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just think its so sweet!&lt;br /&gt;He's like the first guy Cel likes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost suspected she lesbonic or smth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture 4, yeaaah thats my sexy sister man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODAY!&lt;/strong&gt; Was late for school! Hardy haha!&lt;br /&gt;I had to runnnnnn in. Yeap, I ran okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contact time was borrrrring! ):&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I might not retain afterall,&lt;br /&gt;gna retake my sciences &lt;em&gt;(physics/bio)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;cheena chinese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS. I PASSED MY BIO OGAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had this stupid &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fire drill TWICE!&lt;/span&gt;. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;SO -_-" OGAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor sec3s! We had to run all the&lt;br /&gt;way from the 4th level to the 1st&lt;br /&gt;TWICE today. Just cause of that&lt;br /&gt;stupid fire drill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhausting can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;next, we had to climb all the&lt;br /&gt;way up to the Dance Studio,&lt;br /&gt;6 Floors up is no kidding ogay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when you walked up &amp;down&lt;br /&gt;like Four times today. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather like .. RUN 2.4km.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an early recess, Food Fair, oh shucks,&lt;br /&gt;the food sucks please. Arghs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we headed back up to class&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;did some of this ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/joyride%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/joyride%20010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/joyride%20016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/joyride%20016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who thinks &lt;strong&gt;Veronigga is an Ahlian&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;please raise your hand &amp;say "Aye!"&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH! Eh nigga, seriously laaaah&lt;br /&gt;your freakin' hair tells me you're&lt;br /&gt;a freakin' lian! So stop living in&lt;br /&gt;self denial! (: -beams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh nehneh, she's so gna kill&lt;br /&gt;me for saying that. HAHAHAHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/joyride%20021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/joyride%20021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left to right: Jasmine, Abby, Sara, Veronigga &amp;NicoleBen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/joyride%20022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/joyride%20022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left to right: Abby, Niggalette!, Veronigga &amp;NicoleBen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah &amp;amp;then, we had the Shoebox thingy right!&lt;br /&gt;mmhm, Jo teo scolded like sooo many people&lt;br /&gt;cause they didnt bring boxes &amp;presents&lt;br /&gt;for the orphans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY I BROUGHT!&lt;br /&gt;nehnannypoopooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Nina group bought a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Patrick Star&lt;/span&gt; for the kiddo. ):&lt;br /&gt;WEHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHS!&lt;br /&gt;(Picture below!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sooooooo tempted to take&lt;br /&gt;it &amp;amp;put it in my bag! HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;I dont know which idiot had to&lt;br /&gt;rubb it in by saying that she has&lt;br /&gt;the bigggggg one at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/joyride%20026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/joyride%20026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmhm, then we got bored.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Yes, thats how we sit. (:&lt;br /&gt;So cool zai nehzx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chew's like "&lt;em&gt;Touch no evil&lt;/em&gt;",&lt;br /&gt;so she's covering her boobies.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! Ariel, the sick minded&lt;br /&gt;one came out with that. So lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/joyride%20042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/joyride%20042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/joyride%20043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/joyride%20043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Then, Ariel went to sleep&lt;br /&gt;when I left to go talk to Diana,&lt;br /&gt;Nina &amp;amp;all. mmhmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam's so gaaaaaaay! (:&lt;br /&gt;She was like listening to her Mp3&lt;br /&gt;&amp;at the same time listening&lt;br /&gt;to our convo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like halfway she'll turn around&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;say "WHO!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mhmm! Told Diana some things!&lt;br /&gt;It has been pretty long since&lt;br /&gt;we've talked about "those" kind&lt;br /&gt;of things! (Actually, bitching)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/joyride%20044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/joyride%20044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so after school, Chew, Fionn, Ariel &amp;I&lt;br /&gt;decided to go down town &amp;amp;amp;amp;we ate at &lt;strong&gt;Pepper Lunch!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Yumyum! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE TALKED! &amp;TALKED! &amp;amp;TALKED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;There's Ariel posing for the camera!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! (: &amp;amp;below is a photo of the&lt;br /&gt;corn I removed from the rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EW. I hate corn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/joyride%20047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/joyride%20047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/joyride%20045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/joyride%20045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/joyride%20048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/joyride%20048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmhmm, so ogay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love my friends. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Artist: Martina Mcbride&lt;br /&gt;Song: A Broken Wing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loved him like he was&lt;br /&gt;The last man on Earth&lt;br /&gt;Gave him everything she ever had&lt;br /&gt;He'd break her spirit down&lt;br /&gt;Then come lovin' up on her&lt;br /&gt;Give a little then take it back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She'd tell him about her dreams&lt;br /&gt;He'd just shoot 'em down&lt;br /&gt;Lord he loved to make her cry&lt;br /&gt;You're crazy for believin'&lt;br /&gt;You'll ever leave the ground&lt;br /&gt;He said Only angels know how to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with a broken wing&lt;br /&gt;She still sings&lt;br /&gt;She keeps an eye on the sky&lt;br /&gt;With a broken wing&lt;br /&gt;She carries her dreams&lt;br /&gt;Man you ought to see her fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Sunday morning&lt;br /&gt;She didn't go to church&lt;br /&gt;He wondered why she didn't leave&lt;br /&gt;He went up to the bedroom&lt;br /&gt;Found a note by the window&lt;br /&gt;With the curtains blowin' in the breeze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with a broken wing&lt;br /&gt;She still sings&lt;br /&gt;She keeps an eye on the sky&lt;br /&gt;With a broken wing&lt;br /&gt;She carries her dreams&lt;br /&gt;Man you ought to see her fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a broken wing&lt;br /&gt;She carries her dreams&lt;br /&gt;Man you ought to see her fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BleedlikeF. ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Brokened; Hey you didnt have to do such a thing to me, I didnt deserve it. Why make me go through all this bull? I owe you no shit. I dont. Sigh. I dont think you have an answer for that either, just admit, you're one hell of a selfish person. You only care about yourself. Its all about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-116176935651022955?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116176935651022955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116176935651022955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-wonder-where-your-heart-is-cause-it.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-116168045139845920</id><published>2006-10-24T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T17:00:51.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;If you want me to wait,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I would wait for you.&lt;br /&gt;If you tell me to stay,&lt;br /&gt;I would stay right through.&lt;br /&gt;If you dont want to say anything at all,&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;If you miss me have no fear&lt;br /&gt;I'll be here, I'll be waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you know, nothings gna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;You ought to know by now how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;One thing you can be sure of&lt;br /&gt;I'll never ask for more than your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;you're sure that, nothings gna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;You ought to know by now how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;Though world may change my whole life through but&lt;br /&gt;Nothings gna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel Cheated.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, why did you have to lie.&lt;br /&gt;Make me fall, fall right through.&lt;br /&gt;Made me go through so much pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH TELL ME WHY LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;If I could swear, I would sworn right through.&lt;br /&gt;But I made a promise, &amp;amp;thats not to swear.&lt;br /&gt;If I could slash, I would have slashed right through.&lt;br /&gt;But I made a promise, &amp;thats not to selfinflict.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny aye, I kept my promises through&lt;br /&gt;up &amp;amp;downs, but you just gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All for her? All for "ME&lt;3"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not ready for another,&lt;br /&gt;not another mess, no, Im not ready.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-116168045139845920?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116168045139845920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116168045139845920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/if-you-want-me-to-wait-i-would-wait.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-116160855060850557</id><published>2006-10-23T20:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T21:53:11.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&amp;you can't fight the tears that ain't coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or the moment of truth in your lies&lt;br /&gt;When everything seems like the movies&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you bleed just to know your alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/snapshot%20007.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/snapshot%20007.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/snapshot%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/snapshot%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/574609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/574609.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/snapshot%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;GOOD O' SONGS AYE! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Beams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say the kind of Music you&lt;br /&gt;listen describes the kind of&lt;br /&gt;person you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye doesn't mean forever&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you goodbye doesn't mean&lt;br /&gt;we'll never be together again&lt;br /&gt;Though we may be so far apart you still&lt;br /&gt;will have my heart&lt;br /&gt;So forget your past my Goodbye Girl&lt;br /&gt;'Cause now you're home at last.&lt;br /&gt;-David Gates (Goodbye Girl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;I feel like CRAP. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rar! where are you?&lt;br /&gt;I need you to pull me out of&lt;br /&gt;this fit. &amp;amp;get me standing back&lt;br /&gt;on my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Daryl, Im so tired &amp;amp;confused.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-116160855060850557?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116160855060850557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116160855060850557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/confused.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-116158902186601854</id><published>2006-10-23T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T15:38:29.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/snapshot%20011.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The trouble with love is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can tear you up inside&lt;br /&gt;Make your heart believe a lie&lt;br /&gt;Gets stronger then your pride&lt;br /&gt;The trouble with love is&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt care how fast you fall&lt;br /&gt;And you cant refuse the call&lt;br /&gt;See youve got no say at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/snapshot%20014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/snapshot%20014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger's being &lt;strong&gt;super off&lt;/strong&gt; right now.):&lt;br /&gt;I still have like five other photos to load&lt;br /&gt;but it refuses to appear! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;NO! Dont tell me to use &lt;strong&gt;Photobucket&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I suck at codings. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ogay, meant to post up yesterday photos.&lt;br /&gt;Mainly those taken with Celeste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was with Uncle Peter &amp;amp;Family,&lt;br /&gt;Uncle RichardChai &amp;Family. Mmhmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerrold was super adorable!&lt;br /&gt;ITS SO FUN BULLYING HIM (:&lt;br /&gt;CHARSIEW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My shattered dreams and broken heart&lt;br /&gt;are mending on the shelf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I COULDNT SLEEP LAST NIGHT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause Celeste told me ghost stories&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;then I kept imagining there was&lt;br /&gt;something sitting on top of&lt;br /&gt;the cupboard. lala. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I made her stay in my room&lt;br /&gt;&amp;watch tele until I sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even so I kept waking up&lt;br /&gt;at odd hours cause I was scared. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refused to wake up for school,&lt;br /&gt;but Daddy forced me too. ):&lt;br /&gt;But school was &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;great! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the Oh-so-lame Firedrill&lt;br /&gt;talk thing, like WHALAO! Its like&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;em&gt; "repeat telecast"&lt;/em&gt; thing. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Then we headed to the Dance Studio&lt;br /&gt;to meet our Social Etiquette trainers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was being soooooooooooooo sian.&lt;br /&gt;I started singing &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Teen Titan's theme song&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH! &amp;Dont-know-who was singing&lt;br /&gt;along with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom is evil. It does weird&lt;br /&gt;things to innocent &lt;strong&gt;ANGELIC!&lt;/strong&gt; victims like me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our trainer rocks lah! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;AJAY!&lt;/span&gt; Yeah, if you just got to know&lt;br /&gt;him, you'd think he's snobby &amp;amp;all.&lt;br /&gt;But he really isnt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started by doing puzzles! &amp;then&lt;br /&gt;writing some gay story! mmhm! Like&lt;br /&gt;you can write anything you want! :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wrote! &amp;amp;it got really out of point.&lt;br /&gt;Cause like suddenly, there were extra&lt;br /&gt;characters like &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;2CharSiew Paus,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Superman,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wonderwoman,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Teen Titans&lt;/span&gt; &amp;even the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Powerpuff girls!&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMHMM, Super out of point!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;then Jade &amp;all suggested Macs delivery! (:&lt;br /&gt;YAY! So took our orders &amp;amp;all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;then we were given different topics&lt;br /&gt;regarding Etiquette! Oh-so-funnnnn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate sweets &amp;amp;lollies! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MACS CAME! HOHO! -DROOLS!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;AJAY&lt;/span&gt; PAID! (:&lt;br /&gt;Love that man, I swear!&lt;br /&gt;He's totally cool, he _____!&lt;br /&gt;So we're all like ... the same &lt;em&gt;Lingo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so here's the bunch of photos&lt;br /&gt;I managed to upload. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/snapshot%20030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/snapshot%20030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chew! Seriously! Stop getting fresh with ME!&lt;br /&gt;No kisses for you Ogay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/snapshot%20034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/snapshot%20034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/snapshot%20040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/snapshot%20040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/snapshot%20042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/snapshot%20042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danielle &amp;Kinny has got mental illness!&lt;br /&gt;Both as skinny as broomsticks yet&lt;br /&gt;claiming their muscular!&lt;br /&gt;-BULLSHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/snapshot%20043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/snapshot%20043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallucinations. Tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/snapshot%20048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/snapshot%20048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danielle is like SO SHORT!&lt;br /&gt;HOPELESS! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/snapshot%20050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/snapshot%20050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;franky ALWAYS poses for the camera! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/snapshot%20051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/snapshot%20051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap! &amp;thats &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;AJAY!&lt;/span&gt; for you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE'S THE BEST TRAINER&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad the other classes got all&lt;br /&gt;the loupok ones! Nehnannypoopoo! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;A SHOCKER! &lt;strong&gt;27 out of 38&lt;/strong&gt; didnt come!&lt;br /&gt;YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!&lt;br /&gt;Come on, Three-five rocks aye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Artist: Brian Mcknight&lt;br /&gt;Song: I Miss You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't remember why we fell apart,&lt;br /&gt;from something that was so meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;Forever was the promise in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;Now more and more I wonder where you are.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do I ever cross your mind, anytime?&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever wake up reaching out for me?&lt;br /&gt;Do I ever cross your mind, anytime?&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Still have your picture in a frame,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hear your footsteps down the hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I swear I hear your voice, driving me insane.&lt;br /&gt;How I wish that you were the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do I ever cross your mind, anytime?&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever wake up reaching out for me?&lt;br /&gt;Do I ever cross your mind, anytime?&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lonelyness and heartache.&lt;br /&gt;Crying myself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Wondering 'bout tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;won't you come back to me,&lt;br /&gt;come back to me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do I ever cross your mind, anytime?&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever wake up reaching out for me?&lt;br /&gt;Do I ever cross your mind, anytime?&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;To tell the truth you know, I have been hurting all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gna sleep. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-116158902186601854?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116158902186601854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116158902186601854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/trouble-with-love-is-it-can-tear-you.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-116150056181188050</id><published>2006-10-22T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T15:53:01.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So take your empty words,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your broken promises.&lt;br /&gt;And all the time you stole,&lt;br /&gt;Cause I am done with this.&lt;br /&gt;I could give it away, give it away,&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing everything I should've.&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm making a change,&lt;br /&gt;I'm living the day.&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving back what you gave me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/bleedlikeeff%20045c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/bleedlikeeff%20045c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;boring-not-as-hazy-as-saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, SUNDAY!&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I dread Sundays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwells, was dragged out of bed&lt;br /&gt;&amp;into the &lt;strong&gt;cold&lt;/strong&gt; shower. whaseh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church was &lt;strong&gt;SO&lt;/strong&gt; boring. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Salvation Army again. ):&lt;br /&gt;I would have gone to Timmy's church,&lt;br /&gt;but Mom &amp;amp;Dad would be against it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont understand.&lt;br /&gt;Which is more important?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us going to Salvation Army,&lt;br /&gt;as a Family &amp;sticking out like &lt;strong&gt;Faithless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;prick, sleeping during sermons,&lt;br /&gt;muttering swearwords &amp;amp;cursing&lt;br /&gt;under my breath. &amp;to add on,&lt;br /&gt;being a Loner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or Me, going to church Alone,&lt;br /&gt;but having &lt;strong&gt;never ending Faith&lt;/strong&gt; in God,&lt;br /&gt;paying attention during sermon&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;have tonnes of friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd go for &lt;strong&gt;OptionB&lt;/strong&gt;, if I was wise.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, they arent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Lunch was such a bore.&lt;br /&gt;The kids there are almost too&lt;br /&gt;young for me to hold a conversation&lt;br /&gt;with &amp;the adults are too old&lt;br /&gt;that they bore the pang out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I used a bus home. (:&lt;br /&gt;Saw Cheng, Yunzhi, Gina &amp;amp;gang at&lt;br /&gt;Macs! (: Thanks for the PowerHug&lt;br /&gt;Gina! :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AM SO BORED! &amp;So I played with&lt;br /&gt;Inverting colours into &lt;strong&gt;Negative print!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/bleedlikeeff%20083b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/bleedlikeeff%20083b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/bleedlikeeff%20072b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/bleedlikeeff%20072b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/bleedlikeeff%20071b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/bleedlikeeff%20071b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes! Have you all heard the Song,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey Jude&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Sung by The Beatles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really niceeee! (:&lt;br /&gt;Sun Yan Zi sung it too in one&lt;br /&gt;of her many albums. mmhm! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the Link to it in Youtube!&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Heuura1Xo2U&lt;br /&gt;That fella's eyes are .. Soothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Take a sad song &amp;make it better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/bleedlikeeff%20070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/bleedlikeeff%20070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Depression sinking in.&lt;br /&gt;No, this can't be a mental disorder&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MrMurderer, you said if I slashed my&lt;br /&gt;wrists, I might die. &amp;That if I die,&lt;br /&gt;you'd be the Murderer cause You&lt;br /&gt;know you're the one who brought&lt;br /&gt;this upon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if that would grasp a hold&lt;br /&gt;of your attention. I'd do it,&lt;br /&gt;I'd do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cause there's smth in the way&lt;br /&gt;you look at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit back &amp;amp;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Artist: Good Charlotte&lt;br /&gt;Song: Say Anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am on the phone again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;awkward silence is on the other end&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I used to know the sound of a smile&lt;br /&gt;in your voice, but right now&lt;br /&gt;all I feel is the pain of the fighting&lt;br /&gt;starting up again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All the things we talk about&lt;br /&gt;you know they stay on my mind (on my mind)&lt;br /&gt;all the things we laugh about&lt;br /&gt;they'll bring us through it every time&lt;br /&gt;(after time, after time&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't say a word,I know you feel the same&lt;br /&gt;Just give me a sign, say anything, say anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please don't walk away&lt;br /&gt;I know you want to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Just give me a sign, say anything, say anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some say that time changes&lt;br /&gt;Best friends can become strangers&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want that no not for you&lt;br /&gt;If you just stay with me&lt;br /&gt;We can make it through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So here we are again, same old arguement&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm wondering&lt;br /&gt;If things'll ever change, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When will you laugh again?&lt;br /&gt;Laugh like you did back when&lt;br /&gt;We made noise till 3 am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the neighbors would complain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All the things we talk about&lt;br /&gt;You know they stay on my mind (on my mind)&lt;br /&gt;All the things we laugh about&lt;br /&gt;They'll bring us through it every time (after time, after time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't say a word, I know you feel the same&lt;br /&gt;Just give me a sign,Say anything, say anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please don't walk away&lt;br /&gt;I know you want to stay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just give me a sign&lt;br /&gt;Say anything, say anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm fallin', I'm fallin', I'm fallin' down&lt;br /&gt;I'm fallin', I'm fallin', I'm fallin' down&lt;br /&gt;Down, down, down&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Please) Don't say a word&lt;br /&gt;I know you feel the same (don't leave)&lt;br /&gt;Just give me a sign&lt;br /&gt;Say anything, say anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Please) Please don't walk away&lt;br /&gt;I know you want to stay (don't leave)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Just give me a sign&lt;br /&gt;Say anything, say anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So amazingly freakish.&lt;br /&gt;Its true I suppose, look, we used to&lt;br /&gt;talk for so long about cheerful things. (:&lt;br /&gt;It was laughter after laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learnt more &amp;amp;more about each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, or maybe, after the breakup,&lt;br /&gt;all the conversations we had were&lt;br /&gt;piled with tears after tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same old arguement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every now &amp;then, I get&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; flashbacks&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, at first, I was a little embarrass&lt;br /&gt;to admit, cause people think its a mental&lt;br /&gt;disorder. But I say to hell with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These flashbacks occurs at least twice&lt;br /&gt;a week, I'd end up in a horrible breakdown,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;but does anyone know? is anyone listening?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I tell people, all they do is accuse&lt;br /&gt;me of hanging on or "living in the past"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I dont break promises"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You told me that remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I dont say No to people"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;You said that yourself too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all the promises made&lt;br /&gt;were left unkept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;The lastlast time you called me,&lt;br /&gt;you said &lt;em&gt;"Okay, talk to you soon"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;That soon never came. It never came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until you made that call that day.&lt;br /&gt;When you rang me up to remove&lt;br /&gt;a particular something. My heart&lt;br /&gt;practically shattered. I felt so&lt;br /&gt;crushed. I felt as if I didnt know&lt;br /&gt;you anymore &amp;that you're just&lt;br /&gt;pushing me closer &amp;amp;closer&lt;br /&gt;out the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, so you failed everything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;WHAT KIND OF PANGSAI ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;you dare to say you failed? &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELLO? IM THE ONE WHO AS SUFFERED.&lt;br /&gt;IM THE ONE WHO IS ABOUT TO RETAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know you anymore, whatever happened to my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sunshine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? whatever happened?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, the fella who was there,&lt;br /&gt;standing by me. Yes, that guy&lt;br /&gt;who dried &lt;strong&gt;each &amp;amp;every&lt;/strong&gt; tear I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate you, but I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;AbigailTan&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;You're &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;my sugarplums&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess Abigails know each other best!&lt;br /&gt;We're &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;TheABIGAILS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for being so emotional.&lt;br /&gt;I've just kept this inside for so long.&lt;br /&gt;I had to come out one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-116150056181188050?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116150056181188050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116150056181188050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-take-your-empty-words-your-broken.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-116142229773970566</id><published>2006-10-21T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T17:18:17.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I had castles built on high&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd find a million ways&lt;br /&gt;to write your name&lt;br /&gt;Against the sky&lt;br /&gt;Just to let you know,&lt;br /&gt;you've caught my eye&lt;br /&gt;&amp;if I had more than wealth could buy&lt;br /&gt;I'd sell it all and start again&lt;br /&gt;for just a chance to be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/oofs%20064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/oofs%20064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a boring-hazey saturday!&lt;br /&gt;but hey, I think Im getting used&lt;br /&gt;to waking up &amp; see the condos&lt;br /&gt;or buildings around the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just an sketch or an outline of&lt;br /&gt;them, like Mings said, &lt;em&gt;"Feels&lt;br /&gt;like we're in genting"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Youre my sunshine after the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the Art Gallery was fun.&lt;br /&gt;Franky, Seiriol, Kinny!, Vanessa Poon,&lt;br /&gt;Chew, Xiu, Natasha &lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;MY CLOUD!&lt;/strong&gt; (Huiyun!)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;yadda yadda bam bam were there! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video made reflecting the &lt;strong&gt;Japan&lt;br /&gt;Trip&lt;/strong&gt; was hilarious! Bel, Franky&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;all were in the video! :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ending was horribly interesting!&lt;br /&gt;Applying cream aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;MrTan! (OM!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's sooo cute please!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;then he "introduced" me to&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Lee's husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"This is Mrs Lee's husband"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard wrongly &amp;said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"HURR! THATS YOUR HUSBAND!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super funny lah he!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumped into &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Zhanglao &amp;amp;daughter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She probably spent the whole night&lt;br /&gt;in the art gallery looking for&lt;br /&gt;my piece of work. (when&lt;br /&gt;it isnt even there!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;em&gt;lied.&lt;/em&gt; x)!&lt;br /&gt;I told her that its a must to&lt;br /&gt;look at mine! hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;MsLow&lt;/span&gt; to cheer up!&lt;br /&gt;¬ be so pmsive! cause it&lt;br /&gt;scars me! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad she's feeling much much&lt;br /&gt;better! I bet she was super stressed&lt;br /&gt;over the whole Opening of the art&lt;br /&gt;gallery thingy! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Franky&lt;/span&gt; at the canteen! :DD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/bleedlikeeff%20052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/bleedlikeeff%20052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;next you know! she changed out of her uniform,&lt;br /&gt;into heels! &amp;amp;supershort skirt! &amp;all!&lt;br /&gt;WHAAAAAAA! Extreme makeover aye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-DROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/bleedlikeeff%20053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/bleedlikeeff%20053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/bleedlikeeff%20056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/bleedlikeeff%20056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to the Interchange!&lt;br /&gt;There were two little kittens!&lt;br /&gt;SO CUTEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;em&gt; -faints&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One looked exactly like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;BabyJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;ANDRE! I FOUND A &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;BABYJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. LOOKALIKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;the other .. looked normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOOKED A PHOTO OF IT! (BELOW!)&lt;br /&gt;WHASEH! Possessed! Hhahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCARY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/bleedlikeeff%20057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/bleedlikeeff%20057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/bleedlikeeff%20063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/bleedlikeeff%20063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/bleedlikeeff%20065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/bleedlikeeff%20065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRANKY is soooo FUNKY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at her toenails!&lt;br /&gt;So free aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Looks at mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;What a joke!&lt;br /&gt;Mine looks ... Oh nevermind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Anyways! Chew went off&lt;br /&gt;at Novena, Franky went off&lt;br /&gt;at Somerset! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fionn &amp;amp;I used a train down to&lt;br /&gt;City Hall &amp;walked to &lt;em&gt;Gluttons Place&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(or smth!, the one next to DXO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had SATAY there! &amp;amp;I had uhmm.&lt;br /&gt;WHITE CARROT CAKE! Yummos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fionn was such a bully! She ate&lt;br /&gt;so little! &amp;made me finish the remaining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIX&lt;/strong&gt; satays. ): EVIL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;then we headed to the washroom!&lt;br /&gt;On the way, spotted &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;THE STRIPE GANG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wna go join their gang leh!&lt;br /&gt;So cool horrr!! Everyone wearing&lt;br /&gt;stripes. -_-" haha! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/bleedlikeeff%20067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/bleedlikeeff%20067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/bleedlikeeff%20068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/bleedlikeeff%20068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL! So that was all the fun we had!&lt;br /&gt;Mom was calling me &amp;asking me to get&lt;br /&gt;home cause Rusty was alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! SO NOW! THE DOG IS MORE IMPORTANT&lt;br /&gt;THAN I AM LAH! (:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, went online &amp;amp;sent fionn the&lt;br /&gt;photos! Im soooo tired of sending&lt;br /&gt;people photos! hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NICOLEN! I WANT THE DANCE PHOTOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Im also tired to waiting for people&lt;br /&gt;to send over photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DARYL LEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Beer clip below as well as talking to my daughter, Audrey. My other daugter is missing today. Probably busy with SOMEONE. See, pangseh daddy already. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;DIDNT&lt;/strong&gt; PANGSEH YOU OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;strong&gt;BUSY&lt;/strong&gt; the whole day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides you say you'd call back!&lt;br /&gt;You nehneh! Fineeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;Go talk to your China Daughter lah!&lt;br /&gt;Im glad the BigNose worked for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told you it'd attract &lt;strong&gt;XXX&lt;/strong&gt; kind of people!&lt;br /&gt;hahah! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Artist: Mariah Carey&lt;br /&gt;Song: I Still Believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No no&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I get emotional inside&lt;br /&gt;I know it's crazy but&lt;br /&gt;You still can touch my heart&lt;br /&gt;And after all this time&lt;br /&gt;Youd think that I&lt;br /&gt;Wouldnt feel the same&lt;br /&gt;But time melts into nothing&lt;br /&gt;¬hings changed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still believe, someday you and me&lt;br /&gt;Will find ourselves in love again&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream, someday you and me&lt;br /&gt;Will find ourselves in love again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day of my life&lt;br /&gt;Im filled with all the joy&lt;br /&gt;I could find&lt;br /&gt;You know that I am not the desperate type&lt;br /&gt;If there's one spark of hope left in my grasp&lt;br /&gt;Ill hold it with both hands&lt;br /&gt;Its worth the risk of burning&lt;br /&gt;To have a second chance&lt;br /&gt;No, no, no, no, no, no I need you baby&lt;br /&gt;I still believe that we can be together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we believe that true love never has to end&lt;br /&gt;Then we must know that we will love again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still believe, someday you and me&lt;br /&gt;Will find ourselves in love again&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream, you and me&lt;br /&gt;Will find ourselves in love again&lt;br /&gt;(I still believe)&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby I do&lt;br /&gt;(Someday you and me)&lt;br /&gt;Just give me one more time&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;love again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream, someday you and me&lt;br /&gt;Will find ourselves in love again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh beautiful song. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boy your love's so good&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna let go.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;br /&gt;PEACE BE WITH YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-116142229773970566?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116142229773970566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116142229773970566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/if-i-had-castles-built-on-high-id-find.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-116133638710288625</id><published>2006-10-20T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T17:29:25.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ill be the air that you breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Ill give the strength that you need&lt;br /&gt;Ill be the light in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;When hope becomes hard to see&lt;br /&gt;Ill be your shining star&lt;br /&gt;To guide you wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;And I promise that Ill be by your side&lt;br /&gt;Always you and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20173b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20173b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone just put a bullet to my head. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I dont why nor how, but Im feeling down.&lt;br /&gt;Back to square1. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____!, Im sorry for venting my &lt;em&gt;"anger"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on you last night, when it was actually&lt;br /&gt;my fault for being impatient. ):&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. &lt;3s!&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I actually blogged like a whole lot here&lt;br /&gt;regarding Schizophrenia &amp;our guest speaker&lt;br /&gt;Mr Raymond Anthony Fernando &amp;amp;the story of his&lt;br /&gt;wife suffering from Schizophrenia.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;his Love for her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, but blogger&lt;br /&gt;deleted it off. Blame blogger!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;href="http://weddings.about.com/cs/bridesandgrooms/a/vowwording.htm"&gt;http://weddings.about.com/cs/bridesandgrooms/a/vowwording.htm&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/288x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/288x.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH! So cute righttttttttt?&lt;br /&gt;http://www.usabride.com/wedplan/a_vows.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im like ... bored! So researching on&lt;br /&gt;wedding goodies are so ... &lt;strong&gt;INTERESTING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Then, the time I wasnt-looking forward to.&lt;br /&gt;Dance Comp. AHHHHH! Its so .. Stupid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to dress as a guy!&lt;br /&gt;YEAAAH! &lt;strong&gt;"IM THE MAN!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Mings &amp;amp;I just threw a top&lt;br /&gt;over our blouse &amp;wore ...&lt;br /&gt;VERY EMBARRASSING track pants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borrowed top from Sam.&lt;br /&gt;Borrowed pants from Chew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS! :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dels was super adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;One thing we all have in common?&lt;br /&gt;WE LAUGH EXTREMELY LOUDDDDDD! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes! PHOTOS! I didnt bring&lt;br /&gt;my camera. ):, but took TWO&lt;br /&gt;photos using NicoleN's camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So! Go bugg her to upload it! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fionn &amp;I headed to the dental&lt;br /&gt;to collect the Numberrrrrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;then we went Yoshinoya at Town! :D!&lt;br /&gt;TALKED TALKED TALKED TALKED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Then, walked around. mmhm, FleshImp&lt;br /&gt;is still having sales! ahhhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;I wna buy something! But .. No money. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left for Novena &amp;amp;waited for Cheng.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;then we talked home together!&lt;br /&gt;We sung "Little froggy!" hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh BIGAILDARLING! (:&lt;br /&gt;Sorry! I cant make it for cell.&lt;br /&gt;(actually, even if I could, I&lt;br /&gt;wouldnt wna go.) I have some&lt;br /&gt;open art gallery at school&lt;br /&gt;to attend. :D:D!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;Tonight! Dental appointment!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;then to meet Fionn. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM OH SO SLEEPY! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Message for Ayuthepu:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dweeb! You &amp;amp;Adnan! How could&lt;br /&gt;you possibly hide such a joyful&lt;br /&gt;thing from me! Yes, I know&lt;br /&gt;you were considering my feelings,&lt;br /&gt;but HEY! We're buddies! I cant&lt;br /&gt;possibly be jealous over such a&lt;br /&gt;matter right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow! Yes, it would be weird&lt;br /&gt;to be the only singleton in&lt;br /&gt;the clique but I'll adjust&lt;br /&gt;to it. (:!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FARAH &amp;SKINNYPIG.&lt;br /&gt;IDAYU &amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;KAY!&lt;br /&gt;AYUNNI &amp;ADNAN!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;the list goes on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey! Life MUST go on! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you (Not!) &amp;amp;I wish you&lt;br /&gt;neverending happiness! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I have to find someone&lt;br /&gt;else to send me home everyday&lt;br /&gt;from school since you Pangseh-ed me! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RARH! :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Artist: Christina Aguilera&lt;br /&gt;Song: Hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like it was yesterday when I saw your face&lt;br /&gt;You told me how proud you were, but I walked away&lt;br /&gt;If only I knew what I know today&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would hold you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;I would take the pain away&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all you've done&lt;br /&gt;Forgive all your mistakes&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I wouldn't do&lt;br /&gt;To hear your voice again&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wanna call you&lt;br /&gt;But I know you won't be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh I'm sorry for blaming you&lt;br /&gt;For everything I just couldn't do&lt;br /&gt;And I've hurt myself by hurting you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days I feel broke inside but I won't admit&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just wanna hide 'cause it's you I miss&lt;br /&gt;And it's so hard to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to this, oooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me I was wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Would you help me understand?&lt;br /&gt;Are you looking down upon me?&lt;br /&gt;Are you proud of who I am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I wouldn't do&lt;br /&gt;To have just one more chance&lt;br /&gt;To look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And see you looking back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh I'm sorry for blaming you&lt;br /&gt;For everything I just couldn't do&lt;br /&gt;And I've hurt myself, ohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had just one more day&lt;br /&gt;I would tell you how much that I've missed you&lt;br /&gt;Since you've been away&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, it's dangerous&lt;br /&gt;It's so out of line&lt;br /&gt;To try and turn back time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for blaming you&lt;br /&gt;For everything I just couldn't do&lt;br /&gt;And I've hurt myself by hurting you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STOMPS! YOU DIDNT HAVE TO MAKE ME&lt;br /&gt;FEEL LIKE CRAP.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-116133638710288625?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116133638710288625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116133638710288625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/ill-be-air-that-you-breathe-ill-give.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-116125717639362326</id><published>2006-10-19T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T19:28:47.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;'Cause I want someone to share my smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To share the pain&lt;br /&gt;To be there when the sea turns gray&lt;br /&gt;To share the joy, for better or worse&lt;br /&gt;And I thought that it might have been him&lt;br /&gt;I thought that it might have been him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if he knows&lt;br /&gt;The way I saw his soul&lt;br /&gt;Light up my life, wonder if he knows&lt;br /&gt;of the pain I feel tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/bleedlikeeff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/bleedlikeeff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SLEEPY. &amp;I NEED SLEEP NOW!&lt;br /&gt;Stayed up til like ... 1plus previously&lt;br /&gt;cause of &lt;strong&gt;ARIEL ASHLEY TAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to send her the video which&lt;br /&gt;was taking &lt;strong&gt;AGES! &amp;amp;EONS! &amp;CENTURIES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Poo, Im super sleepy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belnice made my morning though! (:&lt;br /&gt;She made us each a mask with our&lt;br /&gt;names written on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How adorable aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contact time was spent in the General Office!&lt;br /&gt;Fionn, Sam, Fart, Frenchfry, Chew &amp;amp;I&lt;br /&gt;had to call our Moms &amp;Dads for MrJiow!&lt;br /&gt;Cause we forgot or rather, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DIDNT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bring&lt;br /&gt;our consent forms for the heritage tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! Funny! Mommy thought MrJiow&lt;br /&gt;wanted to complain about me or smth,&lt;br /&gt;like hello? Im the &lt;u&gt;LEAST&lt;/u&gt; naughty one ogay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah like so here's&lt;em&gt; afew&lt;/em&gt; photos! (:&lt;br /&gt;There's like about &lt;strong&gt;10&lt;/strong&gt;more, but Im&lt;br /&gt;lazy &amp;amp;blogger here, is being annoying&lt;br /&gt;&amp;giving me problems!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our tourguide was Michael (Nice fella!),&lt;br /&gt;The bus we took was .... &lt;strong&gt;WHA!&lt;/strong&gt; :D!&lt;br /&gt;Like those you take to genting or smth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two little girls (Bus driver's daughters!)&lt;br /&gt;tagged along with us! The younger is&lt;br /&gt;so so so super adorable! NEHS! She's MINE!&lt;br /&gt;I wna wna wna bring her home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/bleedlikeeff%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/bleedlikeeff%20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/bleedlikeeff%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/bleedlikeeff%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/bleedlikeeff%20012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/bleedlikeeff%20012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive learnt a&lt;em&gt; valuable&lt;/em&gt; lesson today.&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, its, Never to laugh when&lt;br /&gt;your photo is being taken, or you'll&lt;br /&gt;end up looking like a fool.&lt;br /&gt;(Refer to the second photo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to an Armenian (spellcheck!) church!&lt;br /&gt;It was beautiful! The statues, the (empty)&lt;br /&gt;tombstones. The building itself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that its lacking is &lt;strong&gt;AIRCON!&lt;/strong&gt; :D!&lt;br /&gt;We sat in the Chapel &amp;had a little&lt;br /&gt;bit of a History lesson there, regarding&lt;br /&gt;the race, culture &amp;amp;Christianity (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then headed to the Mosque,&lt;br /&gt;a pretty short trip there though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;some other restaurant/museum place!&lt;br /&gt;regarding the Muslim cultures. :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunched at &lt;strong&gt;Kallang Macs&lt;/strong&gt;. :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;then headed to a Sikh (Spellcheck) temple.&lt;br /&gt;Fionn &amp;I didnt go in cause like ...&lt;br /&gt;we didnt bring scarfs. (&amp;amp;please, I wont&lt;br /&gt;wear a scarf even if you point a knife&lt;br /&gt;at me) &amp;we didnt wna borrow as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borrowing scarfs? Sounds abit gross aye?&lt;br /&gt;You never know how many hundreds of people&lt;br /&gt;borrowed &amp;amp;all their perspiration &amp;sweat&lt;br /&gt;soaked in the scarfs. Boy, it must be&lt;br /&gt;stinky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather roll in dust bunnies than&lt;br /&gt;to share sweat with strangers.&lt;br /&gt;YES! ESPECIALLY STRANGERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We indulged in phototaking while&lt;br /&gt;taking 10000000000years for everyone&lt;br /&gt;else. Yeap, they took super long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/bleedlikeeff%20023.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/bleedlikeeff%20023.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were short on time so Michael suggested&lt;br /&gt;with give the Buddhist temple a miss.&lt;br /&gt;Which was kind of sad cause from what&lt;br /&gt;he said, the temple is really huge&lt;br /&gt;&amp;has like dont-know-how-many sections!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;to add on, legends! &amp;myths! &amp;amp;folklore!&lt;br /&gt;Aw man, I cant believe we missed&lt;br /&gt;out on those bits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, we went sent back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;right after, we had dance. Okay, so like&lt;br /&gt;loads of people aint coming tomorrow. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wna go either, but seeing&lt;br /&gt;the effort Diana, Nina, Sam, Setia&lt;br /&gt;¬ fogetting CD-BURNER Kinny! (:&lt;br /&gt;has put in, I feel a tinge pinch of&lt;br /&gt;guilt if I were to skip tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, dancing .. is so Not my thing.&lt;br /&gt;So Im torn between two decisions.&lt;br /&gt;OH SOMEONE! Please come &amp;amp;replace my&lt;br /&gt;place as Xiu's partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont feel quite good embarrassing&lt;br /&gt;myself infront of the whole level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/bleedlikeeff%20044.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/bleedlikeeff%20044.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/bleedlikeeff%20042b.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/bleedlikeeff%20042b.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/bleedlikeeff%20045b.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/bleedlikeeff%20045b.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/bleedlikeeff%20007.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/bleedlikeeff%20007.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blacked out my face. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had tonnes of fun with Kinny before dance started!&lt;br /&gt;Funny photos we tooked! :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Yes, I love the locker! Its like ..&lt;br /&gt;my second home! hoho! :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better take more photos IN it before&lt;br /&gt;I get too fat (like a hippo) &amp;amp;wouldnt&lt;br /&gt;be able to fit in anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was feeling too well, so lied&lt;br /&gt;on the chairs &amp;fell asleep for a&lt;br /&gt;good twenty minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiok-a-neh! But now my back aches&lt;br /&gt;cause the CHAIRS were uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk, should have stuck with the tables!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked out with Fionn &amp;amp;Chew!&lt;br /&gt;Then Chew left, Fionn &amp;I went&lt;br /&gt;to the Library to find Granddad,&lt;br /&gt;passed him the shoes &amp;amp;all. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed up to Fork &amp;Spoon for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHICKEN RICE! YUMYUMYUMYUMYUMYUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I loveeeeeee roasted chicken rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(explains why Im severely over weight!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a breast cancer pin. (gosh, its&lt;br /&gt;so ... ugly!) but well, Jill! (is that&lt;br /&gt;your name?) Thank me! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used a bus home &amp;amp;HERE I AM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A message for FionnChuah!:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;Hello Fionn Hunny Wunny Bunny! (:, I understand&lt;br /&gt;you're going through a tough period, but rest&lt;br /&gt;assured alrighty! You'll always have me,&lt;br /&gt;even though I may not be there 24/7 for you&lt;br /&gt;but Im sure DaddyGod is looking out for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wells, in each piece of bullshit life throws&lt;br /&gt;at you, (I've learn it the hard way),&lt;br /&gt;no matter how hard it is to understand,&lt;br /&gt;take it as a lesson learnt &amp;earned! :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Trust me when I say, behind each dark cloud&lt;br /&gt;is a silver lining! &amp;after every storm there's&lt;br /&gt;a beautiful rainbow awating. :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Significantly implying that, even&lt;br /&gt;though you think all Life gives you&lt;br /&gt;is just pure Bullshit, its not true,&lt;br /&gt;cause after the Bullshit is thrown,&lt;br /&gt;you gain little more knowledge! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like in this case, you learn that&lt;br /&gt;trust has to be gained ¬ provoked.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;that true friends stick to you,&lt;br /&gt;not make use of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey maybe in this friendship of&lt;br /&gt;ours, there wouldnt be a&lt;br /&gt;"master &amp;slave" theory! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll both be Masters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you. &amp;amp;do take care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Artist: Jack Wagner&lt;br /&gt;Song: Nothings Gna Change My Love For You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had to live my life without you near me&lt;br /&gt;The days would all be empty&lt;br /&gt;The nights would seem so long&lt;br /&gt;With you I see forever.. oh so clearly&lt;br /&gt;I might have been in love before&lt;br /&gt;But it never felt this strong&lt;br /&gt;Our dreams are young and we both know&lt;br /&gt;They'll take us where we want to go&lt;br /&gt;Hold me now&lt;br /&gt;Touch me now&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to live without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothings gonna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;You ought to know by now how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;One thing you can be sure of&lt;br /&gt;I'll never ask for more than your love&lt;br /&gt;Nothings gonna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;You ought to know by now how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;The world may change my whole life through but&lt;br /&gt;Nothings gonna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the road ahead is not so easy&lt;br /&gt;Our love will lead the way for us&lt;br /&gt;Like a guiding star&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;If you should need me&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to change a thing&lt;br /&gt;I love you just the way you are&lt;br /&gt;So come with me and share the view&lt;br /&gt;I'll help you see forever too&lt;br /&gt;Hold me now&lt;br /&gt;Touch me now&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to live without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothings gonna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;You ought to know by now how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;One thing you can be sure of&lt;br /&gt;I'll never ask for more than your love&lt;br /&gt;Nothings gonna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;You ought to know by now how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;he world may change my whole life through but&lt;br /&gt;Nothings gonna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothings gonna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;You ought to know by now how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;One thing you can be sure of&lt;br /&gt;I'll never ask for more than your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RARH RARH! I feel like biting you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Peace be with you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-116125717639362326?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116125717639362326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116125717639362326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/cause-i-want-someone-to-share-my-smile.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-116116248757295739</id><published>2006-10-18T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T17:54:18.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thought love was only true in fairy tales&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meant for someone else but not for me&lt;br /&gt;Love was out to get to me&lt;br /&gt;That's the way it seems&lt;br /&gt;Disappointment haunted&lt;br /&gt;All my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;then I saw his face &amp;amp;now Im a believer&lt;br /&gt;Not a trace, of doubt in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Im in love,Im a believer&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't leave him&lt;br /&gt;If I tried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/blingthefling%20024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/blingthefling%20024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/blingthefling%20029.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/blingthefling%20029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sleepy! ): School was depressing.&lt;br /&gt;I passed Bio &amp;Geog anyways.&lt;br /&gt;With the help of my &lt;strong&gt;DaddyKing&lt;/strong&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can do all things through&lt;br /&gt;Christ who strengthens me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Im still afraid I might retain.&lt;br /&gt;Nehneh, I cried. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Idayu! Naz! Fionn! &amp;amp;all who&lt;br /&gt;cared &amp;showered hugs &amp;amp;kisses! :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all oh so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways! Look! Hhahaa!&lt;br /&gt;I guess you can &lt;em&gt;so-obviously&lt;/em&gt; guess&lt;br /&gt;which one is Mine &amp;Which is Fionn's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/blingthefling%20092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/blingthefling%20092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/blingthefling%20094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/blingthefling%20094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;then our class used a bus with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MrJason Ng&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp;Ms Ho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;to Tanglin Camp! &lt;em&gt;(It was an Army camp once!,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;yes, it still does send chills down my spine!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its super spooky looking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Biennale (: (spellcheck!) was fun,&lt;br /&gt;despite the humid weather that nearly&lt;br /&gt;killed me. Hoho! :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took loads of &lt;strong&gt;Badges!&lt;/strong&gt; For Celeste!&lt;br /&gt;Cause she likes collecting&lt;br /&gt;all these barang barangs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/blingthefling%20135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/blingthefling%20135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/blingthefling%20136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/blingthefling%20136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/blingthefling%20140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/blingthefling%20140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/blingthefling%20141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/blingthefling%20141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;There were those ugly figures!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, their funny, cause they look&lt;br /&gt;like some tribal kind of wooden statues!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HILARIOUS! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh &amp;amp;Below! Its the what-we-call &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Dark room!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions were, to enter the&lt;br /&gt;room (which is &lt;strong&gt;PITCH BLACK!)&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;close&lt;br /&gt;the door, allow your eyes 30sec to&lt;br /&gt;adjust &amp;amp;then you'll be able to see&lt;br /&gt;images.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Turns out, out of the FOUR of us&lt;br /&gt;(Ariel, Fionn, Chew &amp;amp;I!)only Fionn&lt;br /&gt;could &lt;strong&gt;SEE &amp;HEAR&lt;/strong&gt; the images &amp;amp;sounds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fionn&lt;/strong&gt;: Oh there! I see a bird flying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 of us&lt;/strong&gt;: WHAT BIRD! WHERE! WHERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fionn&lt;/strong&gt;: There! There!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ariel&lt;/strong&gt;: Which screen! which screen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fionn&lt;/strong&gt;: Oh I hear horses galloping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 of us&lt;/strong&gt;: WHERE! WHERE! WHAT HORSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-" Fionn has supersonic vision&amp;hearing!&lt;br /&gt;HHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/blingthefling%20147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/blingthefling%20147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below! Haha, that room was disgusting!&lt;br /&gt;There was like a vid of this guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;groaning, moaning &amp;talking.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;his actions mmhmm .. uh..&lt;br /&gt;showed that he was like ..&lt;br /&gt;having sex or smth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA! Four of us (above!)&lt;br /&gt;we stared at the screen, stunned. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAMN LAME!&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;there's like a runway leading&lt;br /&gt;to the room, so there were mannequins!&lt;br /&gt;super scary looking please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/blingthefling%20142.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/blingthefling%20142.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/blingthefling%20177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/blingthefling%20177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/blingthefling%20175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/blingthefling%20175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/blingthefling%20186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/blingthefling%20186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE'S A CHOPPED UP MERLION INSIDE&lt;br /&gt;TOO! SO MEAN RIGHT! ):&lt;br /&gt;I THINK MERLIONS ARE ... FUGLY&lt;br /&gt;BUT CUTE IN A WAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;yes! The flower frenzy! We got&lt;br /&gt;bored &amp;amp;started messing around&lt;br /&gt;with the flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;There's SexyAriel showing&lt;br /&gt;off her &lt;strong&gt;goodies!&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;In the second photo, Im like&lt;br /&gt;introducing my&lt;strong&gt; pimple&lt;/strong&gt; to the world!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! I made Kinny, uh.. Ariel ..&lt;br /&gt;Iffah!&amp;dont-know-who say&lt;em&gt; "goodmorning"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;to my pimple this morning before&lt;br /&gt;assembly. MHMM! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/blingthefling%20182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/blingthefling%20182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/blingthefling%20187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/blingthefling%20187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/blingthefling%20185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/blingthefling%20185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;THATS ME &amp;amp;CHEW! We were fighting&lt;br /&gt;with the flowers as our swords! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;I was singing &lt;em&gt;"Everybody was kung fu fightin&lt;br /&gt;Those kids were fast as lightin&lt;br /&gt;In fact it was a little bit frightin&lt;br /&gt;But they fought with expert timin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were funky china men&lt;br /&gt;From funky china town&lt;br /&gt;They were choping them up&lt;br /&gt;They were choping them down&lt;br /&gt;It's an ancient chinese art&lt;br /&gt;And everybody knew their part&lt;br /&gt;From a faintin' to a snif&lt;br /&gt;And a kicking from the hip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody was kung fu fightin&lt;br /&gt;Those kids were fast as lightin&lt;br /&gt;In fact it was a little bit frightin&lt;br /&gt;But they fought with expert timin'&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! China men are funky!&lt;br /&gt;Zhang lao is ... uh.. not so funky&lt;br /&gt;cause she didnt wna pass me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/blingthefling%20184.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/blingthefling%20184.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/blingthefling%20113.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/blingthefling%20113.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/blingthefling%20164.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/blingthefling%20164.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/blingthefling%20126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/blingthefling%20126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/blingthefling%20197.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/blingthefling%20197.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/blingthefling%20194.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/blingthefling%20194.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/blingthefling%20193.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/blingthefling%20193.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! Like .. thats about it lah!&lt;br /&gt;We ended up slacking in the Cafe!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Enjoying the aircon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless the man who invented the Aircon!&lt;br /&gt;I love him to death! :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Kfc for lunch with Fionn! :D!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;then went straight home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent the art photos to MsLow!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Olivia (:! You rock!&lt;br /&gt;I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Artist: Stevens Shakin&lt;br /&gt;Song: Because I Love You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I got down on my knees and I pleaded with you,&lt;br /&gt;if I crossed a million oceans just to be with you,&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever let me down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I climbed the highest mountain just to hold you tight,&lt;br /&gt;if I said that I would love you every single night,&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever let me down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm sorry if it sounds kinds sad,&lt;br /&gt;it's just that I'm worried,&lt;br /&gt;so worried that you'll let me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I love you, love you, love you, so don't let me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I swam the longest river just to call your name,&lt;br /&gt;if I said the way I feel for you would never change,&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever fool around?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm sorry if it sounds kinds bad, it's just that I'm worried,&lt;br /&gt;I'm so worried that you'll let me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I(love you, love you), love you, love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm sorry if it sounds kinds bad, it's just that I'm worried,&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm so worried that you'll let me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I love you, love you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, I love you, love you, love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THATS ALL! TATA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE BE WITH YOU.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-116116248757295739?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116116248757295739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116116248757295739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-thought-love-was-only-true-in-fairy.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-116105710982804171</id><published>2006-10-17T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T11:59:12.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trying hard to reach out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I tried to speak out&lt;br /&gt;Felt like no one could hear me&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to belong here&lt;br /&gt;But something felt so wrong here&lt;br /&gt;So I'd pray&lt;br /&gt;I could break away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/escape%20151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/escape%20151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MISS THE ZOO! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I WNA WNA WNA WNA GO AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;HOOHOO! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a "nap"! Shiok-a-neh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah anyway Yes, Im still in an awful mood.&lt;br /&gt;Talked to Daryl yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;It was soooo funnnnnnn! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;strong&gt;Americas' Next Top Model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I LIKE JOANIE! SHE'S SO PRETTY!&lt;br /&gt;-jumps up &amp;down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nnenna should just get out&lt;br /&gt;the next round.&lt;br /&gt;-BULLSEYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS! You're about to visit THREE&lt;br /&gt;very lazy dingdongs! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EXHIBIT A.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/escape%20091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/escape%20091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EXHIBIT B.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/escape%20098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/escape%20098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EXHIBIT C.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/escape%20148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/escape%20148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;YEAAAAH WE ROCK! DONT WE!&lt;br /&gt;We're &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sleepyheads!&lt;/span&gt; :D:D:D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, todays' a boring day.&lt;br /&gt;Its not gna be as fun as planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH SIGH SIGH SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;POP GOES A WRINKLE! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this "Oh cause you're the&lt;br /&gt;elder sister, you are responsible&lt;br /&gt;for this this this this" ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHA. In that case hor, I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;resign &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;nehs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WO BU GAN LE!&lt;/strong&gt; (ooh cheena!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNOYING JEROME IS MY PROFESSION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; after all, you're my wonderwall says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RED CROSS AH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; after all, you're my wonderwall says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; after all, you're my wonderwall says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Eh jerome, I also from red cross sia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; after all, you're my wonderwall says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAHYAH WHATEVER ABBY!&lt;br /&gt;GNA MAKE MY EZ LINK TODAY. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Artist: Bryan Adams&lt;br /&gt;Song: I Will Be Right Here Waiting For You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oceans apart, day after day&lt;br /&gt;And I slowly go insane&lt;br /&gt;I hear your voice, on the line&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't stop the pain&lt;br /&gt;If I see you next to never&lt;br /&gt;how can we say forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you go, whatever you do&lt;br /&gt;I will be right here, waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it takes, or how my heart breaks&lt;br /&gt;I will be right here waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took for granted, all The times&lt;br /&gt;That I thought would last somehow&lt;br /&gt;I hear the laughter, I taste the tears&lt;br /&gt;But I can't get near you now&lt;br /&gt;Oh can't you see it baby,&lt;br /&gt;You've got me going crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how we can survive, this romance&lt;br /&gt;But in the end if I'm with you, I'll take the chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you can't see it baby&lt;br /&gt;You've got me going crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE BE WITH YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHALAO &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JEROME CALEB ONG ZHONG WEI!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How dare you &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;two time&lt;/span&gt; me hurr!&lt;br /&gt;Never consider my feelings neh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINE! GO TO THAT &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLOODY AYUNNI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; LA HUR!&lt;br /&gt;SEND HER &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MUSHY SMSES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; LA HUR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEROMEEEEE ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;{N353} ~www.whatisthis-.blogspot.com~ VIVOCITY says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;she wanted me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;{N353} ~www.whatisthis-.blogspot.com~ VIVOCITY says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;so i give her one more chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;{N353} ~www.whatisthis-.blogspot.com~ VIVOCITY says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STILL CAN LAUGH AHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;My heart &lt;strong&gt;BROKE&lt;/strong&gt;! nehs!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;You still can laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Okay, cannot tahan already, must start&lt;br /&gt;laughing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I love &lt;strong&gt;Calebong&lt;/strong&gt;! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ABBY HATES AYUTHEPU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah she's just behind. -_-" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-116105710982804171?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116105710982804171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116105710982804171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/trying-hard-to-reach-out-but-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-116099138426372803</id><published>2006-10-16T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T17:36:24.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;On the way down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw you&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;you saved me&lt;br /&gt;From myself&lt;br /&gt;&amp;I won't forget&lt;br /&gt;The way you loved me&lt;br /&gt;On the way down&lt;br /&gt;Almost fell right through&lt;br /&gt;But I held onto you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/escape%20090.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/escape%20090.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hola people! ):&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Look Daryl! I found the Nose thingy!&lt;br /&gt;Its to blast out bacteria! Huhuh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAHJONG IS DRIVING ME UPSIDE DOWN.):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes, Mommy, Daddy &amp;amp;Gang had&lt;br /&gt;their &lt;em&gt;Mahjong Mararthon&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I hear another tile knock,&lt;br /&gt;I think I'd go crazy &amp;throw&lt;br /&gt;the whole set away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! Looked down yesterday while&lt;br /&gt;opening the main gate for Uncle Peter.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Look! What an adorable car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celeste left an unpleasant note to&lt;br /&gt;the driver cause it was parked in&lt;br /&gt;Mama's parking lot! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/escape%20094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/escape%20094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerrold was ............ WEIRD!&lt;br /&gt;Hhahaa, he finished like Half&lt;br /&gt;a packet of MY gummies! hoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;I made him pose for the photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/escape%20108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/escape%20108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Below, yeah &lt;strong&gt;H.I.J&lt;/strong&gt;! What the yadda&lt;br /&gt;is &lt;strong&gt;H.I.J&lt;/strong&gt;? He was questioning&lt;br /&gt;me about it. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE! HOW WOULD I KNOW!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe printing error or smth.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe My school is budgeting,&lt;br /&gt;so the PE shirts only read "&lt;strong&gt;H.I.J&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;without the &lt;strong&gt;C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/escape%20097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/escape%20097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School &lt;strong&gt;sucked&lt;/strong&gt;. ): Im feeling depressed.):&lt;br /&gt;I feel like ....... crying.&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet Mommy is really disappointed&lt;br /&gt;in me. ): But I&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; really&lt;/span&gt; did slog&lt;br /&gt;my guts out studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, you know I did.&lt;br /&gt;Im so scared I might &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;retain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How now brown cow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MrLim. ): ): ): ):&lt;br /&gt;He says I wont, cause like ..&lt;br /&gt;yeaaah Im pissed . whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunched with Fionn, tried to cheer&lt;br /&gt;up, &amp;managed to, for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Until I called Mom to tell her about&lt;br /&gt;my results, &amp;amp;she "&lt;em&gt;lectured&lt;/em&gt;" me for&lt;br /&gt;being all cool about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello? Im not being cool about it.&lt;br /&gt;Im upset. You dont know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;at all. Its as if I studied &amp;studied&lt;br /&gt;but nothing went in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel Stupid okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont rub it in again. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/escape%20101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/escape%20101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/escape%20103.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/escape%20103.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/escape%20114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/escape%20114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/escape%20128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/escape%20128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/escape%20126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/escape%20126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/escape%20136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/escape%20136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Thanks Fionn for cheering me up. (:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Thanks ____ for assuring me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Also to MrLimlim. (: &amp;Daryl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I NEED A HUG. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eye bags are ...... &lt;strong&gt;HUGE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get some sleep now &amp;amp;fast.&lt;br /&gt;Hurr. Looks like I wont be seeing ____&lt;br /&gt;online later. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATS WRONG WITH TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE HAS A PROBLEM WITH TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slapped myself &lt;strong&gt;10++&lt;/strong&gt; times for swearing today.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Yes, Im sticking to my promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist: Kelly Clarkson&lt;br /&gt;Song: Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's talking&lt;br /&gt;But they don't say a thing&lt;br /&gt;They look at me with sad eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I don't want the sympathy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's cool you didn't want me&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you can't go back&lt;br /&gt;Why'd you have to go and make a mess like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just have to say&lt;br /&gt;Before I let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever been low&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a friend that let you down so&lt;br /&gt;When the truth came out&lt;br /&gt;Were you the last to know&lt;br /&gt;Were you left out in the cold&lt;br /&gt;'Cause what you did was low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't need your number&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Except I never thought it'd hurt this much to be safe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends are outside waiting&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever been low&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a friend that let you down so&lt;br /&gt;When the truth came out&lt;br /&gt;Were you the last to know&lt;br /&gt;Were you left out in the cold&lt;br /&gt;'Cause what you did was low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What you did was low&lt;br /&gt;What you did was low&lt;br /&gt;What you did was low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I walk out of this darkness&lt;br /&gt;With no sense of regret&lt;br /&gt;And I go without precautions&lt;br /&gt;We both know that you can't say that&lt;br /&gt;Just to show&lt;br /&gt;For all the time I loved you so&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever been low&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a friend that let you down so&lt;br /&gt;When the truth came out&lt;br /&gt;Were you the last to know&lt;br /&gt;Were you left out in the cold&lt;br /&gt;'Cause what you did was low&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever been low&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a friend that let you down so&lt;br /&gt;'Cause what you did was low&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im upset. ): &amp;amp;Disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-116099138426372803?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116099138426372803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116099138426372803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/disappointed.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-116089494515351867</id><published>2006-10-15T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T15:01:11.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I fell in love with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you promise to be true&lt;br /&gt;&amp;help me understand&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've been in love before&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I've found that love is more than just holding hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELLS, the day didnt start off good.&lt;br /&gt;Had a little fit with my Mom.&lt;br /&gt;But HEY! ITS SUNDAY! God's Day!&lt;br /&gt;What could possibly go wrong right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Andre (Who waited half an hour for me)!&lt;br /&gt;Well, Fionn! This isnt cause I&lt;br /&gt;have Poor time management!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had I known I was gna have a fit&lt;br /&gt;with Mommy, I would have woken&lt;br /&gt;up earlier. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we used&lt;strong&gt; bus21&lt;/strong&gt;! to church.&lt;br /&gt;When we got off, Andre realized that&lt;br /&gt;he left his bible on board. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;so, we dialled 100 &amp;amp;the lady on&lt;br /&gt;the phone was being annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SBS was even more annoying, their&lt;br /&gt;phone services dont operate on sundays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeaah, he said "Forget it la!"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;then we walked to Church.&lt;br /&gt;Church was great, yeah reminded&lt;br /&gt;me of the&lt;em&gt; good ol' days&lt;/em&gt; back&lt;br /&gt;in Balestier Corps! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in&lt;br /&gt;dont-know-how-many-months,&lt;br /&gt;I prayed. Yes. I did, without&lt;br /&gt;anyone forcing me, it just&lt;br /&gt;came naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRAYED FOR &lt;strong&gt;TWO&lt;/strong&gt; MAIN PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;___ &amp;amp; -.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I prayed for, is between&lt;br /&gt;God &amp;I. &amp;amp;Im not gna share it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Then when it was offering time,&lt;br /&gt;I realized I lost my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andre got fed up! Hhahaha!&lt;br /&gt;He grabbed my hand &amp;amp;we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless this really nice aunty&lt;br /&gt;at the bus stop. (: &amp;also Bless&lt;br /&gt;the nice Busdriver of &lt;strong&gt;131!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We told him our situation &amp;amp;he&lt;br /&gt;said I dont have to pay bus fare! :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE ROCKS MAN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the bus, we prayed. Yeah seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Now, Im convinced God really exist.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I hate myself for hating him so much&lt;br /&gt;previously &amp;losing my faith so easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a pact with God!&lt;br /&gt;No vulgarities anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Whampoa interchange! &amp;amp;God bless&lt;br /&gt;the honest people of Balestier! :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;I got back my wallet with everything INTACT!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Andre got back his Bible with all the&lt;br /&gt;pages INTACT also. (hoho!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaah, we stayed at the Interchange for a&lt;br /&gt;chat while waiting for the bus.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA! :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed for Lunch or for me, Brunch!&lt;br /&gt;At Kfc! Cheezito isnt that bad la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its kind of fun not swearing!&lt;br /&gt;Like if Andre swears, I slap him.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;If I swear, he cant slap me!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We slacked around Macs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/escape%20068.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/escape%20068.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/escape%20072.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/escape%20072.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/escape%20072.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/escape%20074.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/escape%20074.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/escape%20074.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/escape%20066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/escape%20066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/escape%20079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/escape%20079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/escape%20078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/escape%20078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/escape%20083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/escape%20083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/escape%20082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/escape%20082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/escape%20085.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/escape%20085.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/escape%20085.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/escape%20087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/escape%20087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/escape%20081.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/escape%20081.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/escape%20081.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! The horrible truth Ladies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANDRE KUA JIE CHUN READS CLEO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look closely! Its the page with Female&lt;br /&gt;Clothes! Tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you, he's a &lt;strong&gt;cross dresser!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the Roxy shirts! &amp;Roxy slippers!&lt;br /&gt;To the Pink boardshorts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDRE KUA! I KNOW YOU TOO WELL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, he rummaged my bag! -_-"&lt;br /&gt;Typical &lt;strong&gt;GIRL&lt;/strong&gt;friend. Hhaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slapped him like&lt;strong&gt; 11times&lt;/strong&gt; today!&lt;br /&gt;Oh man! Super fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yadda! &amp;I stepped on his finger!&lt;br /&gt;YEAH YOU KNOW WHY!&lt;br /&gt;HE TOOK MY SLIPPER &amp;DIDNT WNA&lt;br /&gt;RETURN IT! IRRITATING RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;He intended on slipping it on for me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh please! Do I look like &lt;strong&gt;Cinderella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;to you? Of course not!&lt;em&gt; (I look better!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;HAHAHAHA! :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDRE KUA! MY BESTBUDDY! &lt;br /&gt;Yes of course Im special! &amp;have higher&lt;br /&gt;ranks above alll your girlfriends! :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for today, really needed it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Better listen to Henry &amp; dont ....! &lt;br /&gt;Yaaah! Whateverrr! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's one thing I dont regret&lt;br /&gt;going to Salvation Army, its Andre!&lt;br /&gt;Known him since P5! Yeaaaaaaaah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love that ShortPunk!&lt;br /&gt;He's like a brotherr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK PAPA! I've got you a big nose!&lt;br /&gt;(Out of a cereal box!) With this big&lt;br /&gt;nose, you're sure to attract loads&lt;br /&gt;of women!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any race! Japan, Korea!, Hongkong!&lt;br /&gt;ESP China people like XXX! (cause&lt;br /&gt;she's adopted from China!) &amp;Bignoses&lt;br /&gt;are royalty to them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/escape%20069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/escape%20069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/escape%20089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/escape%20089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/escape%20088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/escape%20088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE AYUNNI PUNANI SO MUCH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;i definately love teasing her &amp;amp;her &lt;strong&gt;Adnan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Arent they adorable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;I sing&lt;strong&gt; "Adnan &amp;amp;Punani! sitting on a&lt;br /&gt;tree, K.I.S.S.I.N.G! ........."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, lucky you, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BEWARE!&lt;/span&gt; Im going&lt;br /&gt;to steal &lt;strong&gt;Patrick Star&lt;/strong&gt; away from you.&lt;br /&gt;-EVIL LAUGHTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the unsuspecting victim. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we're not together.ogay abby.next time.&lt;br /&gt;i send you home.then.WE'RE TOGETHER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaaah! Ayuthepu &amp;I are a couple!&lt;br /&gt;She's gna send me home EVERYDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; after all, you're my wonderwall says&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;we're family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; after all, you're my wonderwall says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is yours is mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Daryl; Smexy Papa - i still feel lonely says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that sounded so wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; after all, you're my wonderwall says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh abit la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Daryl; Smexy Papa - i still feel lonely says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Haha, so i can borrow ____ away ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Daryl; Smexy Papa - i still feel lonely says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; after all, you're my wonderwall says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent finish my sentence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; after all, you're my wonderwall says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what is mine! isnt yours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; after all, you're my wonderwall says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Daryl; Smexy Papa - i still feel lonely says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like disowning you already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Daryl; Smexy Papa - i still feel lonely says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; after all, you're my wonderwall says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; after all, you're my wonderwall says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU GAY AH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; after all, you're my wonderwall says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;why you wna borrow him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Daryl; Smexy Papa - i still feel lonely says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;borrow him go play game luh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Daryl; Smexy Papa - i still feel lonely says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; after all, you're my wonderwall says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Cannnnnot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; after all, you're my wonderwall says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE'S ALL MINE! MINE MINE MINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Daryl; Smexy Papa - i still feel lonely says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;selfish bitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOSH! WHERE'S AHMA!&lt;br /&gt;AH MA! AH MA! Look what Papa&lt;br /&gt;called me! TSSSSSSK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;after I said I wanted to complain to AHMA!&lt;br /&gt;He immediatly changed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; after all, you're my wonderwall says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAY AGAAAAAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; after all, you're my wonderwall says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell Ah ma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Daryl; Smexy Papa - i still feel lonely says&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;SELL-FISH BEACH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEAN POOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I had a Jolly good day!&lt;br /&gt;I never knew&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; ONE&lt;/span&gt; Sunday away from&lt;br /&gt;Salvation Army could be so delightful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QUOTE OF THE DAY!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;They say if you love something let it go&lt;br /&gt;If it comes back it's yours&lt;br /&gt;That's how you know&lt;br /&gt;It's for keeps, yeah, it's for sure.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Song: Come What May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never knew I could feel like this&lt;br /&gt;Like I've never seen the sky before&lt;br /&gt;Want to vanish inside your kiss&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I love you more and more&lt;br /&gt;Listen to my heart, can you hear it sings&lt;br /&gt;Telling me to give you everything&lt;br /&gt;Seasons may change winter to spring&lt;br /&gt;But I love you until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come what may, come what may&lt;br /&gt;I will love you until my dying day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly it moves with such a perfect grace&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly my life doesn't seem such a waste&lt;br /&gt;It all revolves around you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's no mountain too high no river too wide&lt;br /&gt;Sing out this song and I'll be there by your side&lt;br /&gt;Storm clouds may gather and stars may collide&lt;br /&gt;But I love you until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come what may, come what may&lt;br /&gt;I will love you until my dying day&lt;br /&gt;Oh come what may, come what may&lt;br /&gt;I will love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come what may, come what may&lt;br /&gt;I will love you until my dying day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADIOS! TATA! ZAI JIAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-116089494515351867?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116089494515351867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116089494515351867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/if-i-fell-in-love-with-you-would-you.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-116083500648970911</id><published>2006-10-14T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T22:29:04.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's no escaping love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once a gentle breeze (once a gentle breeze)&lt;br /&gt;Sweeps it's spell upon your heart&lt;br /&gt;&amp;no matter what you think, it won't be to long&lt;br /&gt;'Till youre in my arms&lt;br /&gt;Underneath the starlight starlight&lt;br /&gt;We'll be lost in the rythm so right&lt;br /&gt;It will steal your heart tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROCK CLIMBING (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Fionn at Bishan Mrt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YESYESYES! I HAVE NO TIME MANAGEMENT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;My Dearest&lt;/span&gt; Fionn Chuah!&lt;br /&gt;I sumpah, promise &amp;swear I wont be&lt;br /&gt;late next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross my heart. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dislike Sembawang. Yes, Reallyreally.&lt;br /&gt;The toilets are so&lt;strong&gt; SMALL! &amp;amp;SMELLY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TSK! Poor management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a fool out of myself at the&lt;br /&gt;photo shop thingo. Hahaahah!&lt;br /&gt;The girl couldnt stop laughing at me.&lt;br /&gt;Well, ITS NOT MY FAULT LA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Fionn Chuah was teaching me&lt;br /&gt;how to smile. But obviously failed&lt;br /&gt;cause I kept having fits of giggles! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YEHYEH! IM ADORABLE. :D!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHHHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Yeah, when Celeste saw it she&lt;br /&gt;said "WHA WHO'S THAT UGLY GIRL!"&lt;br /&gt;Nehs, so mean. ):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to find Xiu &amp;Chew. (Vanessa)&lt;br /&gt;Went to PS for lunch, &lt;strong&gt;CHEEEEEEEKEN RICE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the chicken rice sucks la whalao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But bo bian leh! Buy already, so just eat la.&lt;br /&gt;Oh then there was this &lt;em&gt;PERVERT&lt;/em&gt;. Whaseh!&lt;br /&gt;He kept staring, &amp;amp;I was wondering if I&lt;br /&gt;had like sauce on my face or smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Then he made the kissing sound. -_-"!&lt;br /&gt;Knn la. Annoying. I think he's blind or smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yehyeh Ogay. We used a train to Farrer Park&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;then watched to &lt;strong&gt;CLIMB ASIA!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Climbing Centre.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I slept more than I climb.&lt;br /&gt;EH I WAS SLEEPY CAN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just lied on the mats &amp;slept! (:&lt;br /&gt;Chew was next to me racing on mobile.&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah Chew &amp;amp;I were the slackest!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fionn &amp;Xiu completed like One wall.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Us? Like Half only! HAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we rock! :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laid somemoreeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;Fionn told me something, arrgh. ):&lt;br /&gt;Its kind of upsetting, so it sort of&lt;br /&gt;dampened my mood la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, had truckloads of fun.&lt;br /&gt;I wna go again! Next time I'll bring&lt;br /&gt;Mommy! Daddy! &amp;Celeste! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to Orchard. mmhm. :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;I had IceCream! -BEAAAAMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chew bought some coffee or smth.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;then Fionn left. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiu, Chew &amp;I went to KFC!&lt;br /&gt;MAJOR PIGGING OUT PLEASE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiu ate like a cowwwwwwwwwwww!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Moo. :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chew treated me to PEPSI! :D!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I had Popcorn chicken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Mommy, Celeste, Melissa &amp;Fredrick!&lt;br /&gt;afterwards, pang laa! They had Sushi. ):&lt;br /&gt;WEHHS! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, shopped. (I didnt buy anything!)&lt;br /&gt;Melissa bought the Kappa bag! Yes!&lt;br /&gt;The one Fionn is gna get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well! I think its niceeee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Celeste bought a Nike Bag!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Fredrick bought a red puma shirt!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Mommy bought presents for Tuaphui! &amp;Rons!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;LOOK! I DIDNT BUY ANYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Im still determined to get that&lt;br /&gt;Fourskin top. &amp;Flesh Imp top too.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;a belt too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYYYY! (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaah! &amp;so, Im back home now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Im happy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh ____!! (: .&lt;br /&gt;I feel like hugging you til you die or smth! :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Daryl, cheer up.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;dude, stop thinking, Im obviously&lt;br /&gt;the nicest daughter. :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Artist: LeAnn Rimes &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Song: I Need You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont need a lot of things&lt;br /&gt;I can get by with nothing&lt;br /&gt;Of all the blessings life can bring&lt;br /&gt;Ive always needed something&lt;br /&gt;But Ive got all I want&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to loving you&lt;br /&gt;Youre my only reason&lt;br /&gt;Youre my only truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you like water&lt;br /&gt;Like breath, like rain&lt;br /&gt;I need you like mercy&lt;br /&gt;From heaven’s gate&lt;br /&gt;Theres a freedom in your arms&lt;br /&gt;That carries me through&lt;br /&gt;I need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youre the hope that moves me&lt;br /&gt;To courage again&lt;br /&gt;Youre the love that rescues me&lt;br /&gt;When the cold winds, rage&lt;br /&gt;And its so amazing&lt;br /&gt;cause that’s just how you are&lt;br /&gt;And I can’t turn back now&lt;br /&gt;cause you’ve brought me too far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you like water&lt;br /&gt;Like breath, like rain&lt;br /&gt;I need you like mercy&lt;br /&gt;From heavens gate&lt;br /&gt;Theres a freedom in your arms&lt;br /&gt;That carries me through&lt;br /&gt;I need you&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you like water&lt;br /&gt;Like breath, like rain&lt;br /&gt;I need you like mercy&lt;br /&gt;From heavens gate&lt;br /&gt;Theres a freedom in your arms&lt;br /&gt;That carries me through&lt;br /&gt;I need you&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes I do&lt;br /&gt;I need you&lt;br /&gt;I need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADIOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE BE WITH YOU.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! &lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;BIGAIL DARLING&lt;/strong&gt;! I wont be at church tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;infact, I doubt I'll be going back.&lt;br /&gt;Im going to attend Timmy's church (That toot&lt;br /&gt;wants me there! Hoho!) with my BestBuddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANDRE KUA!&lt;/strong&gt; hahaha! :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet you some other time la ogay!&lt;br /&gt;Loves! &lt;3s!&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-116083500648970911?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116083500648970911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116083500648970911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/theres-no-escaping-love-once-gentle.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-116074678239501235</id><published>2006-10-13T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T21:50:08.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;when the stars are shining brightly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the velvet sky, I'll make a wish&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Send it to heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/escape%20061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/oofs%20104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/oofs%20107.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/oofs%20107.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/oofs%20107.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/oofs%20106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/oofs%20106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the photos I owed Y'all. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie date was &lt;strong&gt;GREAT!&lt;/strong&gt; with Ariel &amp;Fionn! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH. Uh used a train to Somerset!&lt;br /&gt;Bumped into Xiu &amp;amp;VanessaChew in the train!&lt;br /&gt;STUPID CHEW! ):! She was suppose to&lt;br /&gt;follow us for our Movie Date!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY MARK! I WASNT LATE!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHH! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Great improvement! :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers Abby!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPEAKING OF MARK! (:&lt;br /&gt;Blogger likes me! &amp;doesnt like him!&lt;br /&gt;The weather likes me! &amp;amp;doesnt like him!&lt;br /&gt;Xiu likes me! &amp;doesnt like him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! (:&lt;br /&gt;Sillyboy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They lunched at Subway! (smellyplace!)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;then we caught the movie Scoop!&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty alright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does everyone hate Woody Allen?&lt;br /&gt;He's sooooo adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LIKE THAT SILLY OLD MAN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariel hates the poopies out of him!&lt;br /&gt;Shan Wee admitted on National Radio&lt;br /&gt;that he isnt a fan of him either!&lt;br /&gt;WEIRD PEOPLE! TSK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw afew people in town. (:&lt;br /&gt;EUNICE! STELLA! CELINE!&lt;br /&gt;JUSTTI! BONNIE &amp;MEIPING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES! ON TUES! WE DONT HAVE SCHOOL!&lt;br /&gt;WHOOHOO! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fionn &amp;amp;I are gna catch a movie at Shaw!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;then! we're going shopping! -beams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHE'S GNA GET HER BELT! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;IM GNA GET A FOURSKIN SHIRT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY YAY YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYONE WANTS TO JOIN US?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im getting drunk just be listening to love songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES ____! (: I do like you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time will tell. Exams first! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVANESCENCE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"My Immortal"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired of being here&lt;br /&gt;Suppressed by all my childish fears&lt;br /&gt;And if you have to leave&lt;br /&gt;I wish that you would just leave'&lt;br /&gt;Cause your presence still lingers here&lt;br /&gt;And it won't leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These wounds won't seem to hea&lt;br /&gt;lThis pain is just too real&lt;br /&gt;There's just too much that time cannot erase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears&lt;br /&gt;When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears&lt;br /&gt;And I held your hand through all of these years&lt;br /&gt;But you still have&lt;br /&gt;All of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You used to captivate me&lt;br /&gt;By your resonating light&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm bound by the life you left behind&lt;br /&gt;Your face it haunts&lt;br /&gt;My once pleasant dreams&lt;br /&gt;Your voice it chased away&lt;br /&gt;All the sanity in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These wounds won't seem to heal&lt;br /&gt;This pain is just too real&lt;br /&gt;There's just too much that time cannot erase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone&lt;br /&gt;But though you're still with me&lt;br /&gt;I've been alone all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADIOS! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TATA-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-116074678239501235?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116074678239501235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116074678239501235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-gna-get-fourskin-shirt-yay-yay-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-116071106025435290</id><published>2006-10-13T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T11:48:48.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why should I care&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you weren't there when I was scared&lt;br /&gt;I was so alone You, you need to listen&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to trip,&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing my grip&lt;br /&gt;&amp;I'm in this thing alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20114.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20114.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM GOING ON AN AVRIL LAVIGNE FRENZY! (:&lt;br /&gt;Reallyreally, her songs are so ...... ME!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO THERE'LL BE LIKE ................. HER&lt;br /&gt;SONGS EVERYDAY UNTIL IM DONE&lt;br /&gt;WITH THEM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-BEAMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, Im not upset this time.&lt;br /&gt;Im just pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's this strange feeling,&lt;br /&gt;like Ive been &lt;em&gt;punched&lt;/em&gt; right at the heart.&lt;br /&gt;Is it normal? Have you felt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like &lt;em&gt;crying&lt;/em&gt; everything out&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hope that the pain would just vanish.&lt;br /&gt;But it doesnt work that way does it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt you want me to move on?&lt;br /&gt;Havent I been trying?&lt;br /&gt;But why you do have to keep&lt;br /&gt;coming back to screw things up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im leaving &lt;strong&gt;Salvation Army&lt;/strong&gt; for good.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im really sick of being kept a secret.&lt;br /&gt;Its unfair, all I ever wanted was to&lt;br /&gt;be like others. Open &amp;amp;happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not afraid to see people we know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How my heart broke when you &lt;em&gt;flung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;my hand aside each time we see&lt;br /&gt;a familiar face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you never understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;All you did, after all the &lt;em&gt;sacrifices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I made, was break my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was I to feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The breakup was to your benefit.&lt;br /&gt;I stand to gain nothing but this&lt;br /&gt;stone cold appearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was I to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;now, if you come to me saying you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hate&lt;/em&gt; me. I dont see a reason why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you&lt;em&gt; hate&lt;/em&gt; something&lt;br /&gt;you've created?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee, maybe its just me.&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only one out here who has&lt;br /&gt;real emotions &amp;feelings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is it just you? A guy without&lt;br /&gt;a damn for the world. Only for&lt;br /&gt;himself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont say you understand, cause&lt;br /&gt;you dont. You've never had&lt;br /&gt;your spirits crushed before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, isnt back to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Sad excuses, false hopes high?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you I was afraid. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;I was fearing that today might come.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you assured me, telling me&lt;br /&gt;everything would be fine,&lt;br /&gt;I trusted you. But my trust, you betrayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I was right, it did come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you expect me to feel?&lt;br /&gt;Fresh? Or Rotten?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come everything gets to go&lt;br /&gt;your way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you hate me.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thought I knew&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the thoughts lead back to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Back to what&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was never said&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Back and forward&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Inside my head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't handle this confusion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm unable come and take me away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel like I'm all alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All by myself I need to get around this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My words are cold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want them to hurt you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I show youI don't think you'd understand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause no one understands&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16ABSENTEES&lt;/strong&gt; from school today.&lt;br /&gt;mmm, not bad aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday after the phone call,&lt;br /&gt;I realize how fortunate I am, in a way&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for my Mom. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy was always there for me.&lt;br /&gt;She wasnt mad at me instead&lt;br /&gt;she offered me a hug &amp;dried my tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that my spirits were down,&lt;br /&gt;she allowed me to stay home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how to react.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know. I just dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Artist: Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;Song: My Happy Ending&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So much for my happy ending&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Let's talk this over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;It's not like we're dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Was it something I did?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Was it something You said?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Don't leave me hanging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;In a city so dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Held up so high &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;On such a breakable thread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You were all the things I thought I knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&amp;amp;I thought we could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You were everything, everything that I wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&amp;all of the memories, so close to me, just fade away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;All this time you were pretending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;So much for my happy ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You've got your &lt;strong&gt;dumb&lt;/strong&gt; friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I know what they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;They tell you I'm difficult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;But so are they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they don't know me&lt;br /&gt;Do they even know you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;All the things you hide from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;All the shit that you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You were all the things I thought I knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&amp;amp;I thought we could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;It's nice to know you were there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Thanks for acting like you cared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&amp;making me feel like I was the only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;It's nice to know we had it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Thanks for watching as I fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&amp;amp;letting me know we were done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;So much for my happy ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeh Thats about it all.&lt;br /&gt;I've tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you.&lt;br /&gt;God will make a way, right? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-116071106025435290?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116071106025435290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116071106025435290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/why-should-i-care-cause-you-werent.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-116065158811316261</id><published>2006-10-12T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T20:35:29.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even though I'm the sacrifice,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't try for me, not now.&lt;br /&gt;Though I'd die to know you love me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm all alone.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't someone missing me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/escape%20060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/escape%20060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LIKE THAT TOPSHOP TOP. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-BEAAAAMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOPPING TODAY WAS GREAT! :D!&lt;br /&gt;Ogay, maybe not so great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow or rather, our moods were dampened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;if I bleed, I'll bleed,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Knowing you don't care.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if I sleep just to dream of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll wake without you there,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isn't something missing?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isn't something.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a pair of shorts anyway!&lt;br /&gt;So that more or less made me a little happy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM ADDICTED TO CHICKEN RICE! (:&lt;br /&gt;Yehyeh, I even made friends with the Aunty.&lt;br /&gt;HER CHEEEEKEN RICE WAS GOOOOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WANT MORE! I WANT MORE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im such a pig. TSK. I cant stand myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS! SAW NINA! SAMNGUI! &amp;amp;NICOLE N!&lt;br /&gt;NINA IS SUCH A MEANIEPOK! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, glad ___ found it sweet!&lt;br /&gt;SEE DARYL! YOU SEE! YOU SEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says he wouldnt appreciate it!&lt;br /&gt;NEHNEHPOK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ENCORE! ENCORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was &lt;strong&gt;Our Song.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You&lt;/em&gt; used to sing it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;now, its byfar the most disgusting&lt;br /&gt;song ever. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Fuck off bastard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We've already broken up, so stop&lt;br /&gt;screwing up my life. &amp;amp;if&lt;br /&gt;it makes you feel better, go fuck yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AEROSMITH - "I Don't Want To Miss A Thing"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could stay awake just to hear you breathing&lt;br /&gt;Watch you smile while you are sleeping&lt;br /&gt;While you're far away dreaming&lt;br /&gt;I could spend my life in this sweet surrender&lt;br /&gt;I could stay lost in this moment forever&lt;br /&gt;Every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'd miss you baby&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I don't want to miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;Cause even when I dream of you&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest dream will never do&lt;br /&gt;I'd still miss you baby&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I don't want to miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lying close to you feeling your heart beating&lt;br /&gt;I'm wondering what you're dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if it's me you're seeing&lt;br /&gt;Then I kiss your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&amp;thank God we're together&lt;br /&gt;I just want to stay with you in this moment forever&lt;br /&gt;Forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'd miss you baby&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I don't want to miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;Cause even when I dream of you&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest dream will never do&lt;br /&gt;I'd still miss you baby&lt;br /&gt;&amp;I don't want to miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to miss one smile&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to miss one kiss&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be with you&lt;br /&gt;Right here with you, just like this&lt;br /&gt;I just want to hold you close&lt;br /&gt;Feel your heart so close to mine&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; just stay here in this moment&lt;br /&gt;For all the rest of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'd miss you baby&lt;br /&gt;&amp;I don't want to miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;Cause even when I dream of you&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest dream will never do&lt;br /&gt;I'd still miss you baby&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I don't want to miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DINNERTIME! TUMMY'S GROWLING!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADIOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-116065158811316261?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116065158811316261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116065158811316261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/even-though-im-sacrifice-you-wont-try.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-116058586735132765</id><published>2006-10-12T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T00:57:47.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cos I'm slipping away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the sand to the tide&lt;br /&gt;Falling into your arms&lt;br /&gt;Falling into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;If you get too near I might disappear I might lose my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/oofs%20109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/oofs%20109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poor Samuel doesnt have anything to hug, so I drew him&lt;br /&gt;a teddy bear to hugggggy! Oh tell me Im nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/oofs%20066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/oofs%20066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HELLO MARK! THERE'S YOUR PHOTO!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;For the bottom three, just be gay &amp;amp;spot the difference!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/oofs%20069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/oofs%20069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/oofs%20079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/oofs%20079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/oofs%20074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/oofs%20074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'll post the rest of the photos later on. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Baby, I'm too lost in you, Caught in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORNING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CURRENT MODE: DEPRESSION.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I dont know why &amp;I dont know how.&lt;br /&gt;Im just super pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, its not you, its me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has always been me.&lt;br /&gt;My fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ARRRRRRRRRRRRGHFFFFFUCK!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CURRENT MODE: Faking Optimistism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Spellcheck? Check me! Check me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yadda, Im pissed at the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;Mostly annoyed at myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im afraid of what the future brings,&lt;br /&gt;especially when Im facing it alone,&lt;br /&gt;Im falling apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the eff is happening?&lt;br /&gt;Each time I make a drastic decision&lt;br /&gt;to move the heck on, I start backsliding&lt;br /&gt;back into position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back into my original state of&lt;br /&gt;depression. I dont know whats going&lt;br /&gt;on or whats outcome gna be like.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I just know that Im&lt;br /&gt;alone, &amp;amp;i'll never make it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know, each time I call you&lt;br /&gt;a bastard, it fucking hurts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this piercing sensation&lt;br /&gt;through the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Boy or boy, it hurts &lt;strong&gt;100000times&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than a physical wound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause physical wounds is visible for&lt;br /&gt;all to see &amp;amp;it cures somewhat easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, emotional wounds,&lt;br /&gt;no one knows, no one else would feel&lt;br /&gt;your pain &amp;trust me, it takes an&lt;br /&gt;awful long time to heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got this super strong feeling that&lt;br /&gt;Im gna flunk all my papers. Well, mostly&lt;br /&gt;science(s), maths &amp;amp;accounts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, I've decided to withdraw myself&lt;br /&gt;from Salvation Army. Its for the better,&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, you want me gone, doncha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timmy keeps pestering me to go to his&lt;br /&gt;church, &lt;em&gt;Faith Assembly of God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, is it fun to tease him. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAH. Steamboat was loads of fun&lt;br /&gt;with Fionn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im just not in the mood to blog.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I'll blog another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Im glad ___ didnt sleep during&lt;br /&gt;the papers! Hhaha! SILLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SING A SONG?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Artist: Howie Day&lt;br /&gt;Song: Falling in Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired of falling love&lt;br /&gt;finding it easier to fall out&lt;br /&gt;I can't deny it&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling inside I keep it's fire, oh can I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling in love again&lt;br /&gt;¬hing I can do&lt;br /&gt;falling in love again&lt;br /&gt;this times' with you&lt;br /&gt;when I fall it's always the same&lt;br /&gt;&amp;I'm so tired of playing this game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been so long now&lt;br /&gt;since I gave up my heart I kept it locked down&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to get it hurt&lt;br /&gt;so let me tell you now&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be sure that you won't hurt me can you promise me that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you gotta tell me if you're going to break my heart&lt;br /&gt;cause I don't want to take a chance&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;if it ain't true all it's gonna be is nothing but a poor romance&lt;br /&gt;so give me that promise to hold on&lt;br /&gt;&amp;I'll never let you go&lt;br /&gt;I gotta have something to go on oh let me know now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Falling in love again&lt;br /&gt;(I'm falling oh I'm falling)&lt;br /&gt;I'm Falling in love again&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;s&gt;girl&lt;/s&gt;boy you got me, yea you got me)&lt;br /&gt;I'm Falling in love again&lt;br /&gt;(ohhh I'm falling)&lt;br /&gt;I'm Falling in love again&lt;br /&gt;(ahh ah yea haha)&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love again&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love again&lt;br /&gt;I'm Falling in love again&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DONT KNOW WHAT IM UP TO.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I JUST WNA CRY. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL MAKE ME HAPPY?&lt;br /&gt;OH EASY! THAT &lt;strong&gt;PATRICK STAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;STUFFED TOY FROM THE ARCADE&lt;br /&gt;AT SUNTEC &amp;amp;YOUR HEART.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAP, THAT'D BE NICE FOR A CHANGE. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADIOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE BE WITH YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-116058586735132765?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116058586735132765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116058586735132765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/cos-im-slipping-away-like-sand-to-tide.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-116054314492172951</id><published>2006-10-11T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T13:05:44.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Over The Rainbow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high&lt;br /&gt;There's a land that I heard of&lt;br /&gt;Once in a lullaby&lt;br /&gt;Some day I'll wish upon a star&lt;br /&gt;&amp;wake up where the clouds are far behind me&lt;br /&gt;Where troubles melt like lemondrops&lt;br /&gt;Away above the chimney tops&lt;br /&gt;That's where you'll find me&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere over the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Bluebirds fly Birds fly over the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Why then, oh why can't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/oofs%20060.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/oofs%20060.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When you go away, don't look back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEROME CHOSE ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh for more information,&lt;br /&gt;please visit &lt;a href="http://--breakyou.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://--breakyou.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;Its the Punani's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUNANI SAYS SHE WANTS TO&lt;br /&gt;SLAUGHTER ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;HE SAYS HE'LL PROTECT ME&lt;br /&gt;WITH HIS LIFE WORRRRRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's MY romey! HHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ogay, that was gay!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, going out now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michelle Branch&lt;br /&gt;Song: Everywhere&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn it inside out so I can see&lt;br /&gt;The part of you that's drifting over me&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;when I wake you're never there&lt;br /&gt;But when I sleep you're everywhere&lt;br /&gt;You're everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just tell me how I got this far&lt;br /&gt;Just tell me why you're here &amp;who you are&lt;br /&gt;'Cause every time I look you're never there&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;every time I sleep you're always there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're everywhere to me&lt;br /&gt;&amp;when I close my eyes it's you I see&lt;br /&gt;You're everything I know that makes me believe&lt;br /&gt;I'm not alone I'm not alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recognize the way you make me feel&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to think that you might not be real&lt;br /&gt;I sense it now, the water's getting deep&lt;br /&gt;I try to wash the pain away from me&lt;br /&gt;Away from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're everywhere to me&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;when I close my eyes it's you I see&lt;br /&gt;You're everything I know that makes me believe&lt;br /&gt;I'm not alone I'm not alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not alone Whoa, oh, oooh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;when I touch your hand&lt;br /&gt;It's then I understand&lt;br /&gt;The beauty that's within&lt;br /&gt;It's now that we begin You always light my way&lt;br /&gt;I hope there never comes a day&lt;br /&gt;No matter where I go I always feel you so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're everywhere to me&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;when I close my eyes it's you I see&lt;br /&gt;You're everything&lt;br /&gt;I know that makes me believe I'm not alone&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're everywhere to me&lt;br /&gt;&amp;when I catch my breath it's you&lt;br /&gt;I breathe You're everything&lt;br /&gt;I know that makes me believe I'm not alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're in everyone I see&lt;br /&gt;So tell me&lt;br /&gt;Do you see me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ogay! Got to run! Tata-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-116054314492172951?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116054314492172951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116054314492172951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/over-rainbow-somewhere-over-rainbow.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-116046286018165831</id><published>2006-10-10T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T14:58:26.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're sweet just like the sun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what happens when the sun doesnt stay?&lt;br /&gt;The night reminds me when you went away&lt;br /&gt;Now my mind was pacing,&lt;br /&gt;heart is racing contemplating things that I lack&lt;br /&gt;Even though you left me by myself, do I want you back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20032.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20032.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's my FAVOURITE. (: Joy! (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20032.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DEFENCE IS PAPER THIN, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JUST ONE TOUCH &amp;I'D BE IN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEHHHHS! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ogay, Im listening to BU ZHUN KU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT ALLOWED TO CRY!&lt;br /&gt;NOT ALLOWED TO CRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my Mama! Justti is right, this song&lt;br /&gt;Seriously Literally ReallyReally pushes&lt;br /&gt;you to the extend of challenging yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love your messages; I tried not&lt;br /&gt;falling asleep during the paper today.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, Hello everyone, I've just flunked&lt;br /&gt;my accounts paper. My brain died on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I could remember was Journals! (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh my favourite laaa. MCQ was easy.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck Trading, Profit &amp;Loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WNA WNA WNA DROP ACCOUNTS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAAA! DROP ACCOUNTS LIKE ITS HOT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went straight home from school.&lt;br /&gt;Talked to Daryl Papa! (: Hhahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO PAPA! I ADMIT, I AM HIDING&lt;br /&gt;AFEW THINGS FROM YOU.&lt;br /&gt;BUT DONT BLAME ME, IM JUST AFRAID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But once this feeling is confirmed,&lt;br /&gt;rest assured, I'll let you know &amp;amp;dont&lt;br /&gt;worry, we wont pangseh you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Aunties of IJ, tomorrow is the&lt;br /&gt;official last paper for Art students! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WELL! IM SCREWED! I HAVENT&lt;br /&gt;COMPLETED MY PREP WORK!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone wants a song. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All American Rejects.&lt;br /&gt;Song: Swing Swing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days swiftly come and go.&lt;br /&gt;I'm dreaming of &lt;s&gt;her&lt;/s&gt; him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;S&lt;/s&gt;he's seeing other g&lt;s&gt;uys&lt;/s&gt;irls&lt;br /&gt;Emotions they stir&lt;br /&gt;The sun is gone.&lt;br /&gt;The nights are long&lt;br /&gt;&amp;I am left while the tears fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you think that I would cry, on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what it feels like, being alone?&lt;br /&gt;I'll find someone new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swing, Swing, Swing from the tangles&lt;br /&gt;of My heart is crushed by a former love&lt;br /&gt;Can you help me find a way&lt;br /&gt;To carry on again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish cast into the sky&lt;br /&gt;I'm moving on Sweet beginnings do arise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;S&lt;/s&gt;he knows I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;The notes are old,&lt;br /&gt;They bend, they fold and so do I to a new love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bury me&lt;br /&gt;(you thought your problems were gone)&lt;br /&gt;Carry me&lt;br /&gt;(away. away, away...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! Maybe I'll find someone new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Or have I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know. -shrugs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I aint gna be that fool no more.&lt;br /&gt;Not gna be a fool for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;This brave front, you think I enjoy it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Calling you a fucker, you think I like it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;But hey, look what you did to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ogay! Im off to do my prep work!&lt;br /&gt;5 EFFING PAPERS! ARRRRHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont kacau me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shall be like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daryl &amp;amp;Mark&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp;SAY "Cant wait for wednesday! (:"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHAHAHAHA! YAAADA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-116046286018165831?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116046286018165831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116046286018165831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/youre-sweet-just-like-sun-but-what.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-116038811757947459</id><published>2006-10-09T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T18:12:15.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;When you say you love me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you mean it? baby when you hold me do you feel it?&lt;br /&gt;Should I believe in magic in your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I would wait until the end of time to hear&lt;br /&gt;you say you love me like you mean it,&lt;br /&gt;baby when you hold me make me feel it.&lt;br /&gt;All i wna do is make you mine&lt;br /&gt;I've been hurt way too many times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/oofs%20028.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/oofs%20028.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/oofs%20012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/oofs%20012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AHEM! Those are Bel's fingers by the way. (She's such a pervie!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/oofs%20011.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/oofs%20011.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/oofs%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/oofs%20015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/oofs%20015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/oofs%20019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/oofs%20019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/oofs%20027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/oofs%20027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/oofs%20020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/oofs%20020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/oofs%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/oofs%20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know I wna be when I grow up! Hhaha! A kodak aunty! Yeap&lt;br /&gt;the ones that help you take passport/ic photos! (:&lt;br /&gt;I do a pretty good job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/oofs%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/oofs%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SUGAR WE'RE GOING DOWN. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im a happier person.&lt;br /&gt;With a tinge of &lt;em&gt;loveeee&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yadda, go wreck your mind to find out who.&lt;br /&gt;You're never gna guess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE I'LL KEEP &lt;s&gt;YOU&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT&lt;/strong&gt; MY DIRTY LITTLE SECRET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing how &lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt; message just&lt;br /&gt;makes me feel like Im in heaven. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese paper today sucked pretty much.&lt;br /&gt;Slept for 45mins. (: Oof! Shiok-ka-neh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE ARIEL ASHLEY TAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhaha, after Chinese, we started a bitching&lt;br /&gt;topic regarding a certain someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super Hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fionn joined us too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked with both of them to Tpy,&lt;br /&gt;then Ariel went home to SLEEP! :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself for losing you&lt;br /&gt;&amp;oh, I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;Not sure that I'll pull through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;oh, I don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;&amp;I don't know anyway anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Fork &amp;amp;Spoon for ChickenRice!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;then to Delifrance cause Fionn had&lt;br /&gt;dirty cravings for IceCream! :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap! Brought my&lt;strong&gt; Cleo&lt;/strong&gt; mag along&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;we browsed through! Spotted a couple&lt;br /&gt;of pretty dresses. :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh EXAMS WILL BE OVER SOON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Belnice at 145! &amp;We used a bus to my place.&lt;br /&gt;Like little kids, we stood by the window&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;kept a look out for Evelyn (Our accounts tutor!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We burst into the giggles when we spotted her!&lt;br /&gt;So hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accounts tuition drills the energy out of me!&lt;br /&gt;Im always left feeling so lethargic &amp;all&lt;br /&gt;that bull la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, just came back from United Sq!&lt;br /&gt;Indulged in Sinful Ben &amp;amp;Jerrys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3Cheers to Choco Fudge Brownie!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Always sets a smile on my face. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Well, better a smile than a &lt;em&gt;big nose&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye Daryl?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around with Belnice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH &amp;YESYES!&lt;br /&gt;I HAD LOADS OF FUN PLAYING&lt;br /&gt;AT THE ESCALATORS! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh fun memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Hender &lt;strong&gt;sometimes!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hender:&lt;/strong&gt; Abby, you know, you're actually quite&lt;br /&gt;smart leh. You just cant be bothered sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abby:&lt;/strong&gt; Chey! At least better than you lor,&lt;br /&gt;stupid all over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Walks away!&lt;br /&gt;-GRINS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rightos! I cant wait to call Daryl tonight!&lt;br /&gt;Have&lt;strong&gt; pangggg&lt;/strong&gt; of things to tell him. :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OGAY! HERE'S THE SONG THAT HAS BEEN&lt;br /&gt;STUCK IN MY HEAD SINCE ... YAAAH WHATEVER!&lt;br /&gt;It has been stuck in Fionn's head too. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I just love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RELIENT K &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Be My Escape"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ive given up on giving up slowly&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im blending in so You wont even know me apart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from this whole world that shares my fate&lt;br /&gt;This one last bullet you mention is my one last shot at redemption&lt;br /&gt;because I know to live you must give your life away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;Ive been housing all this doubt and insecurity &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;Ive been locked inside that house all the while &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You hold the key&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Ive been dying to get out and that might be the death of me&lt;br /&gt;And even though, theres no way in knowing where to go,&lt;br /&gt;promise Im going because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I gotta get outta here Im stuck inside this rut that &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I fell into by mistake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta get outta here&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Im begging You, Im begging You,&lt;br /&gt;Im begging You to be my escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im giving up on doing this alone now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause Ive failed and Im ready to be shown how&lt;br /&gt;Hes told me the way &amp;amp; I’m trying to get there&lt;br /&gt;&amp;this life sentence that I’m serving&lt;br /&gt;I admit that Im every bit deserving&lt;br /&gt;But the beauty of grace is that it makes life not fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause Ive been housing all this doubt and insecurity &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;Ive been locked inside that house all the &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;while You hold the key&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Ive been dying to get out and that might be the death of me&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;even though, theres no way in knowing where to go,&lt;br /&gt;promise Im going because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I gotta get outta here &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause Im afraid that this complacency is something &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cant shake, I gotta get outta here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Im begging You, Im begging You,&lt;br /&gt;Im begging You to be my escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am a hostage to my own humanity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Self detained and forced to live in this mess &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ive made &amp;amp;all Im asking is for You to do what You can with me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I cant ask You to give what You already gave&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause Ive been housing all this doubt and insecurity&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Ive been locked inside that house all the while&lt;br /&gt;you hold the key &amp;amp;Ive been dying to get out&lt;br /&gt;&amp;that might be the death of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;even though, theres no way in knowing where to go,&lt;br /&gt;promise Im going because, Ive gotta get outta here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im stuck inside this rut that I fell into by mistake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ive gotta get outta here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Im begging You, Im begging You,&lt;br /&gt;Im begging You to be my escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I fought You for so long&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have let You in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh how we regret those things we do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;all I was trying to do was save my own skin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But so were You&lt;br /&gt;So were You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEHHS! ): This song actually means alot.&lt;br /&gt;Bold words for &lt;em&gt;You.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sick of having doubts &amp;amp;insecurities!&lt;br /&gt;Why not just fuck them upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One things' for sure, Thanks for making&lt;br /&gt;me feel like &lt;strong&gt;Poop&lt;/strong&gt; for the past 4months.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the broken promises,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for not being there at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never ever wna speak to you again,&lt;br /&gt;much less see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest mistake I made was actually&lt;br /&gt;believing you. Fucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daryl, am I doing the right thing?&lt;br /&gt;Its gna be fucking difficult, but Im downright&lt;br /&gt;bottomline determined to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone please show me the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-116038811757947459?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116038811757947459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116038811757947459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/insecurities-why-not-just-fuck-them.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-116031034074980685</id><published>2006-10-08T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T20:25:40.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;You're just another face in the crowd, I'm letting you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was really fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daryl, Sophina &amp;Mark&lt;/strong&gt; were driving me&lt;br /&gt;sky high! Hahhah! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I love them. Yes Daryl, All of you!&lt;br /&gt;So dont think otherwise! Hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think age is catching up with you,&lt;br /&gt;thats why you tend to think a little&lt;br /&gt;too much ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all discussing about the &lt;em&gt;BigNose.&lt;/em&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAAAAHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Mark was in a different convo so I&lt;br /&gt;had him updating with the jokes Daryl&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Sophina cracked regarding the &lt;em&gt;BigNose!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broke down again today. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A big teddy hug to Daryl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like it cause he showers me with loads of attention. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Yes, I like Attention, thankyou.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like it cause he ALWAYS answers my call.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like it cause he keeps his promises!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like it cause he's forever boosting my ego.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like it cause he never gives me on me!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like it cause he puts up with my tears&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;have never once complained!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I also like it cause he NEVER EVER fails to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;put a big wide grin on my face after each&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;phone call. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH ALL IN ALL! I LOVE MY DADDY DARYL. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WELL LADIES! WHATCHA WAITING FOR?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE SKY TO DROP AH?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GRAB MY DADDY! HE IS ONE IN 10MILLION! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiu is turning me into a &lt;strong&gt;Clay Aiken&lt;/strong&gt; fan. Hhaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ABBY SINGS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&amp;when you say you love me do you mean it, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby when you hold me do you feel it? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Should I believe in magic in your eyes,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would wait until the end of time to &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hear you say you love me like you mean it, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby when you hold me make me feel it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All I wna do is make you mine &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been hurt way too many times."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was fantastic. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love the Kids.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My top2 favourite are &lt;strong&gt;JOY &amp;JERROLD!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I sayang them more than others!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy is just the most most most adorable&lt;br /&gt;little sweetheart ever! I could just hug&lt;br /&gt;her &amp;fly to heaven or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerrold on the hand! Is so "NGIAO?"&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaah! Super "Teh!"! &amp;he's really&lt;br /&gt;nice to talk to, even though his only p4!&lt;br /&gt;I share my problems with him &amp;amp;I hope&lt;br /&gt;he doesnt make the same mistakes as I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow! Those two seriously make my day! (:&lt;br /&gt;Just having them around turns my frown into a grin!&lt;br /&gt;They remind me of You, with them around,&lt;br /&gt;I can be as childish as I want, let my hair&lt;br /&gt;down &amp;run, without fearing that others might&lt;br /&gt;comment or laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to NTUC with Mommy &amp;Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;Cel went with Aunty Ade. Ohwells!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the lady at NTUC suspects that&lt;br /&gt;we own an orphanage or smth! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;This time, we had twice the load!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TWO TROLLEYS ALL TOGETHER!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TheWongs rock!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes! Please flip to pages 126 &amp;127&lt;br /&gt;of your&lt;strong&gt; Cleo&lt;/strong&gt; Mags! (: It explains why&lt;br /&gt;people resort to self-abuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was nice enough to post afew ripp offs&lt;br /&gt;from it in my private blog! But Im&lt;br /&gt;lazy to do so here! Nehs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;I think&lt;em&gt; You&lt;/em&gt; should read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ITS DINNERTIME &amp;IM HAVING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHEESEFRIES FOR DINNER! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OGAY. Here's a nice&lt;strong&gt; Clay Aiken Song!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLAY AIKEN &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"This Is The Night"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the world wasn't upside down,&lt;br /&gt;I could take all the time I had&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not going to wait when a moment can vanish so fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cos every kiss is a kiss you can never get back&lt;br /&gt;Lift me up in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;If you told me that is what Heaven is, well, you'd be right&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting forever for this&lt;br /&gt;This is the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the answer to all my dreams is as close as a touch away&lt;br /&gt;Why am I here holding back what I'm trying to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lift me up in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;If you told me that is what Heaven is, well, you'd be right&lt;br /&gt;Hold me close to your heart&lt;br /&gt;I would go with you to the ends of the Earth and we'll fly&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting forever for this&lt;br /&gt;This is the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the night where we capture forever and our tomorrows begin&lt;br /&gt;After tonight, we will never be lonely again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lift me up in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;If you told me that is what Heaven is, well, you'd be right&lt;br /&gt;Hold me close to your heart&lt;br /&gt;I would go with you to the ends of the Earth and we'll fly&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting forever for this&lt;br /&gt;This is the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I do have heaps more to say,&lt;br /&gt;but Ive already posted them in my private blog.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;only Daryl Papa has the url. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;I miss &lt;strong&gt;WeiJun &amp;amp;Gary&lt;/strong&gt;. Wehhs!&lt;br /&gt;IM SO GNA GO TO GRACEHAVEN&lt;br /&gt;NEXT NEXT WEEK! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have a molecule of feeling for ___!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUNNY AYE?&lt;br /&gt;Slap me laaa. Knn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-116031034074980685?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116031034074980685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116031034074980685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/youre-just-another-face-in-crowd-im.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-116022443452026435</id><published>2006-10-07T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T20:33:54.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Hold me close to you &amp;never let me go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20132.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20132.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SEE! MY COLOURFUL CHINESE WORDS! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20136.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20136.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20136.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;those are Fionns'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20142.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20142.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20142.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ANNA! LOOK! IM RE-WRITING YOUR LETTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20156.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20156.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The HAMSUM boy! Haha! We was videoing us! Tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20156.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20157.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20157.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ESCALATORS! &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Baby, remember? We used to play together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20157.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20162.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20162.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rusty mistook the pinktexter as lipstick, I think ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20166.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CREDIT GINA! FOR THE PHOTOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes I wna call you, but I know you'll not be there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had effing bad ___! this morning. ):&lt;br /&gt;WEHHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was half an hour late! Sorry Fionn!&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, the stupid Haze is affecting my mood!&lt;br /&gt;It makes everything seem so dull &amp;eeky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We studied at BurgerKing! :D!&lt;br /&gt;CheenaChinese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Gina came over for awhile! &amp;amp;we took&lt;br /&gt;silly photos! but she FORBIDS me to&lt;br /&gt;post them here! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so proud of myself! I actually did CHINESE!&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Koh (tutor!) is also super proud of me&lt;br /&gt;cause when she tested me! I got most of&lt;br /&gt;it correct!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YABBA DABBO DOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DARYL MY SUGARPAPA!&lt;br /&gt;YOU MUST CARRY ME! &amp;RUN&lt;br /&gt;AFTER MARK! SO I CAN SLAP HIM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. Dont run the other direction ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- SuPeRsTaR!! Project D {Theory Of Maximum Street Velocity!} says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha he will carry u n run in the other direction =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JESSE MCCARTNEY -"Without You"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like when you whisper softly&lt;br /&gt;Things only I should hear&lt;br /&gt;That lead me on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I do like it when you whisper softly into my ear! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the way that you smile at me&lt;br /&gt;And make me feel like nothin'&lt;br /&gt;Can go wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me this will last forever&lt;br /&gt;Dont you ever leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Come back, would you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna be without you&lt;br /&gt;dream without you&lt;br /&gt;walk without you&lt;br /&gt;talk without you baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My sentiments exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Never take a chance without you&lt;br /&gt;Dance without you&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is the same without you baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nothing at all, everything seems dull &amp;amp;lifeless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could never deal witout you&lt;br /&gt;Heal without you&lt;br /&gt;Begin without you&lt;br /&gt;End without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, Im in need&lt;br /&gt;I can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't wanna be&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I dont wna ever be without you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love when your eyes wash over me&lt;br /&gt;With a look only I can tell&lt;br /&gt;Whats on your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way that you find me&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I've lost my way&lt;br /&gt;You're just in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby we've got something started&lt;br /&gt;Say we'll never stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll lock up my heart&lt;br /&gt;and throw away the key&lt;br /&gt;if thats what it takes&lt;br /&gt;To keep your love with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You open the door&lt;br /&gt;To all thats good in me&lt;br /&gt;I cant deny the truth&lt;br /&gt;That I could never be without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taaaaa-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace with with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sometimes I feel, I cant live another&lt;br /&gt;day without hearing your voice &amp;amp;your&lt;br /&gt;breath against my skin. The touch of&lt;br /&gt;your lips against my cheek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-116022443452026435?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116022443452026435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116022443452026435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/hold-me-close-to-you-your-breath.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-116019793199375874</id><published>2006-10-07T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T13:16:10.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll show you how to love again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME IM ADORABLE! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you do when you get bored during&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIOLOGY paper?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANSWER: SHOOT BLACK RUBBER BANDS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AT INNOCENT PEOPLE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHOT 3RUBBER BANDS AT:&lt;br /&gt;VAAN! SEIRIOL! &amp;FRANCESCAAAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Abby! You're so adorable. (:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gna meet Fionn &amp;amp;we're gna study CHINESE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MMHMM, IM GNA PASS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OLE OLE OLE OLE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariel's having the weekend off.&lt;br /&gt;Like DUHH! That &lt;em&gt;fuck = my ass&lt;/em&gt; woman&lt;br /&gt;ain't gna study for chinese, that'd&lt;br /&gt;be the LAST thing she does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yabba Dabba Doo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The First Cut Is The Deepest"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sheryl Crow! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Hi, Im Abigail Megpie [spellcheck?])&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(OH REMEMBER? FATTYFARAH USED&lt;br /&gt;TO CRY WHENEVER SHE HEARD THIS SONG!&lt;br /&gt;What a Mother!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have given you all of my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But there's someone who's torn it apart&lt;br /&gt;&amp;he's taken just all that I have&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you want I'll try to love again&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I'll try to love again, but I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first cut is the deepest&lt;br /&gt;Baby I know&lt;br /&gt;The first cut is the deepest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But when it comes to bein' lucky, he's cursed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When it comes to lovin' me, he's worst&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I still want you by my side&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just to help me dry the tears that I've cried&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I'm sure gonna give you a try&lt;br /&gt;If you want I'll try to love again, (try)&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I'll try to love again, but I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironic!&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; I want you back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwells, TAAAAAA-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We're gna drink our sorrows away &amp;hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tomorrow never comes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I've tried hating you only to find &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;myself hating me even more, for being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;a fool &amp;amp;letting you leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Do you have any idea how hard it is to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;trust another guy now? Do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You betrayed my trust with promises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;left unkept. Why are you the one with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the good life? Why must I be the one who's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;constantly suffering? She treated you that way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;you didnt have to treat me that way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What was I? A substitude?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-116019793199375874?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116019793199375874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116019793199375874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/ill-show-you-how-to-love-again.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-116014735130991792</id><published>2006-10-06T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T23:14:35.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;1. Honestly, what color is your underwear?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Honestly, whats on your mind?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the usual poopoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Honestly, what are you doing right now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatting with Gina on the phone! :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Honestly, do you think you are attractive?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Honestly, have you done something bad today?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Honestly, do you watch disney channel?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WISH I COULD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Honestly, are you jealous of someone right now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Honestly, what makes you happy most of the time?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Honestly, do you bite your nails?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm No, not anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Honestly, have you had an eating disorder?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Honestly, do you want to see someone this very minute?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Honestly, do you have a deep dark secret?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plenty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Honestly, do you have a friend you don't actually like&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Not exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Honestly, are you loyal?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mhmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Honestly, are you in denial?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self denial? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Honestly, who would you wanna be with right now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. Honestly, do you like anyone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. Honestly, does anyone like you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. Honestly, is it going anywhere with them?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hell maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OGAY! IM BORED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fionn:&lt;/strong&gt; Aiyah shit! Im having my that thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ariel:&lt;/strong&gt; What thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ariel &amp;Abby:&lt;/strong&gt; (SHOUTS!) MENSES AH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ariel:&lt;/strong&gt; Why so shy? You must shout it out loud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ariel &amp;amp;Abby:&lt;/strong&gt; (SHOUTS!) MENSES! -waves arms around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abby:&lt;/strong&gt; (SHOUTS) NEED PAD NOT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VanessaChew:&lt;/strong&gt; (giggles!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;30mins ago!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ayunni the Punani &amp;amp;I were teasing Farah!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the unsuspecting victim is Ayunni.&lt;br /&gt;!/ Missing link on the brink of destruction is ME!&lt;br /&gt;i'll be your mirror, helping you face reality is Farah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's our convo:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the unsuspecting victim. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dress+abby=sexy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the unsuspecting victim. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;farah+damn les=LES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the unsuspecting victim. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayunni+punani=AYUTHEPU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(ogay, so maybe Ayunni was talking to herself la!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Convo, &lt;em&gt;(Ayu was trying to save Farah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who apparently "Fainted" during Ayu's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;BAYWATCH demo!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'll be your mirror, helping you face reality says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you even know how to do cpr?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!/ Missing link on the brink of destruction says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the unsuspecting victim. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!/ Missing link on the brink of destruction says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she just stick her tongue into your mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!/ Missing link on the brink of destruction says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;SUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;the Concluding convo! &lt;em&gt;(Ayunni bidding her goodbyes!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the unsuspecting victim. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye sexy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the unsuspecting victim. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye err&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!/ Missing link on the brink of destruction says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye punani!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the unsuspecting victim. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forested pao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Farah is forested pao! Its a sick joke!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Broken again, I cant pretend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-116014735130991792?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116014735130991792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116014735130991792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/1.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-116013308087215464</id><published>2006-10-06T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T19:13:35.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reality? No! Its Cruelty!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys! (:&lt;br /&gt;Especially Vera, Cheng, Gina &amp;Mark for the smses!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Also those sillypoopers who revised with me!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Those who gave "Goodluck" tickles! &amp;amp;hugs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WORE MY SCHOOL BLOUSE INSIDE-OUT&lt;br /&gt;THIS MORNINGGGGGGGGG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I realized it before I stepped out of&lt;br /&gt;the toilet! (: Oh smart me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-sings a lala!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, Fart! wore her blouse inside-out&lt;br /&gt;all the way to school &amp;all the way through geog&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;bio paper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She rocks aye?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah &amp;I love her just the way she is! :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geog paper was a breeze! I even had time to&lt;br /&gt;sleep like cow! &lt;strong&gt;Moo!&lt;/strong&gt; Yaaadda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the break, Ariel &amp;amp;VanessaChew&lt;br /&gt;helped me with Bio! Oh eff laaaa, the paper&lt;br /&gt;was BLOODY HARD! I looked at it &amp;felt like&lt;br /&gt;crying! WEHHS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I cant wait until WEDNESDAY! (:&lt;br /&gt;I love Wednesdays for a hundred &amp;amp;1 reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art sums up the whole exam!&lt;br /&gt;Fionn &amp;I have planned what to do &amp;amp;where to go!&lt;br /&gt;WE'RE BOOKED! NehNannyPooPoo! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE'RE GOING ROCK CLIMBING ON SATURDAY&lt;br /&gt;WITH XIU &amp;VANESSA CHEW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;we've also planned Sentosa outtings!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;shopping dates! &amp;amp;we're gna buy ___!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;dresses! &amp;amp;loads of pretty gay things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh so Fun! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esplanade date with Fionn was great!&lt;br /&gt;Managed to get every little bit&lt;br /&gt;of sorrow out of my system &amp;blurt&lt;br /&gt;it all out to her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She shared hers as well! So yeppers!&lt;br /&gt;Im reaaaally happy that I have someone&lt;br /&gt;close by if I wna confide in &amp;amp;also heart&lt;br /&gt;to heart talks! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;we saw this reaaally hot guy!&lt;br /&gt;Eurasian! :D! He looks like Henry from&lt;br /&gt;my lovely samsoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwells! But as hot as Henry is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ZHENXIAN&lt;/strong&gt; is still the hottest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ogay, me &amp;amp;my korean dramas hurr! -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's not always rainbows and butterflies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's compromise that moves us along, yeah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart is full and my door's always open&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can come anytime you want&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPID BEN KOH! You actually have the audacity&lt;br /&gt;to block me! You're pure shitness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The haze is pretty bad aye?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;I thought the window was dirty. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MARIO &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Let Me Love You"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should let me love you&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the one to give you&lt;br /&gt;everything you want &amp;amp;need&lt;br /&gt;Baby good love and protection&lt;br /&gt;Make me your selection&lt;br /&gt;Show you the way love's supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;Baby you should let me love you, love you, love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only sad memories were played once but never&lt;br /&gt;to be repeated again. Its much much harder to accept.&lt;br /&gt;They pierce right through; one way in &amp;no way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ITS GNA BE DRINKS! DRINKS! &amp;amp;TWO LOVELY DRUNKARDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cheers Fionn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretending is tiring. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-116013308087215464?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116013308087215464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116013308087215464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/reality-no-its-cruelty-i-love-you-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-116004469422890337</id><published>2006-10-05T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T18:38:14.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;'Cause every kiss is a kiss you can never get back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO I WANT MORE! &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;FROM YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20013.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20013.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hello all, Im back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiu &amp;I met Mark at Entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;Ec Macs was FULL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hello, who says no one reads your blog aye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(By the way, Mark is FREAKIN' TALL!&lt;br /&gt;Oof, Im jealous! ): )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I do read your blog, infact, I visit it every single day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yadda, headed to the library.&lt;br /&gt;Xiu was hogging my notes so I couldnt&lt;br /&gt;study! Anyways, continue reading&lt;br /&gt;"Where Rainbows End"! Its so sweeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh but then again, Im a nobody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw BrandonYow &amp;amp;Co. there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAKKED &amp;YAKKED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im pretty happy that ___'s boyfr is such a WORM! :D!&lt;br /&gt;Im also pretty happy that ___'s bestie is such a DOG! :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO STEVEN GO! GO STEVEN GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwells, ___, your boyfr is nothing but noseshit!&lt;br /&gt;Just flick him to ChingChongChina laa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaaah! Saw other Bulls at tpy!&lt;br /&gt;Im straving! Cant wait for dinner!&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what Mama (Granny!) cooked today!&lt;br /&gt;Yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, talking to Daryl nowww!&lt;br /&gt;He was BUSY just now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT KIND OF PAPA IS TOO BUSY&lt;br /&gt;FOR HIS FAVOURITE DAUGHTER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TELL ME! TELL ME! TELL ME! TELL ME NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sometimes its better not to highlight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sometimes its better not to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY TUMMY IS GRUMBLING! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"When you say you love me"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;when you say you love me do you mean it,&lt;br /&gt;baby when you hold me do you feel it?&lt;br /&gt;Should I believe in magic in your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I would wait until the end of time to hear you&lt;br /&gt;say you love me like you mean it,&lt;br /&gt;baby when you hold me make me feel it.&lt;br /&gt;All wna do is make you mine&lt;br /&gt;I've been hurt way too many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;PLEASE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I NEVER GE T TO CELEBRATE MY BIRTHDAY IN SINGAPORE. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;SO ITS A MUST THAT I HAVE A SMALL GET TOGETHER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yeaah, just a small little gathering with the cliques!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I want you there, but you'll only end up hurting me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-116004469422890337?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116004469422890337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116004469422890337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/cause-every-kiss-is-kiss-you-can-never.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-116002115235171852</id><published>2006-10-05T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T12:14:21.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&amp;An exquisite extreme I know;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But you'll never know what you made me go through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You've never been in my position before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xius' at my place now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;she's actually STUDYING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can proudly say (oh maybe not so proudly),&lt;br /&gt;I've flunked my Maths &amp;Physics paper! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To begin with, I didnt read instructions! ):&lt;br /&gt;Who bothers to read anyway?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ARGH. I JUST WNA TURN BACK TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MrLimlim wasnt very happy when I&lt;br /&gt;said Im sure to fail maths!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then maybe I wouldnt have allowed you to leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"NO!"&lt;/span&gt; like super dramatic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&amp;amp;maybe then, I would do anything to change your mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaaada, Ariel was hilarious this morning!&lt;br /&gt;She was teaching us methods to remember&lt;br /&gt;the formulas &amp;all those bull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Or perhaps I should have jumped down the building when I actually had the chance to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Force = Mass x Acceleration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I just wna cry everything out over &amp;amp;over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Also know as:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But I cant, I dont even have the time for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;F = MA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Its bad enough stressing for the papers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Ariel's mind it is:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Bet you're beaming, knowing that I've flunked them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;FUCK = MY ASS! :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Never thought you were so ____.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cant accept the fact either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast-cum-lunch with Xiu&lt;br /&gt;at Maccas! &amp;we got bored so, yaadda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I want you back. Now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to tpy again to study!&lt;br /&gt;Oh I lead a disgusting life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I Don't Think So"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has there ever been a moment so good?&lt;br /&gt;Has there ever been a morning so bright?&lt;br /&gt;You know the whole world looks different&lt;br /&gt;Since I found you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;mmhmm, thats true boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we touched was I really alive?&lt;br /&gt;Some things you just know for sure&lt;br /&gt;Beyond a shadow of a doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm too into you&lt;br /&gt;To ever turn my heart around&lt;br /&gt;Is the sun gonna shine on a rainy night?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so&lt;br /&gt;Does once in a lifetime happen twice?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pour coke over your corrupted brain. What have they done do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could I want you any more&lt;br /&gt;Could anything ever be more right?&lt;br /&gt;Can words explain&lt;br /&gt;How deep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Deep is the wound you left me with. Deep is the scar you left me with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ogay, Suppose thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;IM STILL MISSING YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Wonder if you still remember me &amp;the good times we had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;TAAAA-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Im still not used to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Peace be with you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-116002115235171852?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116002115235171852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/116002115235171852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/over-again.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115994373512611051</id><published>2006-10-04T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T14:36:21.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I couldn't sing a love song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL LIKE CRYING. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally screwed Maths up today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Justti didnt scream, so that means, the&lt;br /&gt;paper sucked. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHWELLS! I've learn something today though,&lt;br /&gt;MrJiow is the 2nd sweeeetest (Not as sweet as&lt;br /&gt;MrB.C) teacher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yadddda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My laopok calculator died on me,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I told MrJiow! unlike other teachers whom&lt;br /&gt;Im sure, wouldnt give a damn, he went all&lt;br /&gt;the way out to borrow a calculator for me! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice, aint he!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, anyways, Fionn followed me home&lt;br /&gt;cause I forgot to bring my money.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;we had lunch at Hans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came back to my place,&lt;br /&gt;did a little of bloghopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SO ANNOYED!&lt;br /&gt;After Mings told me about ___!&lt;br /&gt;Fuck ___!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven is sooo gna kick ___'s boyfr's butt!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways ___'s boyfr looks like a WORM!&lt;br /&gt;Steven can easily flick him all the way to&lt;br /&gt;ChingChongChina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Daryl thinks he looks like a WORM!&lt;br /&gt;DISGUSTING WORRRRRRRRRRM!&lt;br /&gt;ewww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Believe it or not?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You don't miss your water 'til the well runs dry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I believe so strongly in you and I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can somebody answer me the question why&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You don't miss your water til the well runs dry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally Agreeable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the whole MrJiow case!&lt;br /&gt;The years' ending, its kind of sad.&lt;br /&gt;I never appreciated him &amp;amp;the things he&lt;br /&gt;did for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, now I see,&lt;br /&gt;the things he did, he did it for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL NOT BE SO MEAN TO HIM ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You like watching me crack dont you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a song, for the cruels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Honestly, I didnt see it coming, I never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;knew you were gna break me down so bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Break My Heart"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone always gets their hearts stomped to the ground&lt;br /&gt;This is what I see every time I look around&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that this would happen to me&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd end up this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that you're through with me&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what to do with me&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm my own again&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm some kind of enemy&lt;br /&gt;Never a friend to me&lt;br /&gt;Remember when you used to say&lt;br /&gt;Things will always be this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yeah, remember the promises you made?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you, break my heart&lt;br /&gt;Watch me fall apart you see&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling apart, look what you're doing to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Are you blind to all these hurts you've caused?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Now I'm trying to get my heart up off the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My confidence is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Happiness can not be found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So look what you did to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You got the best of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And now I'm stuck with all the rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It will never be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The songs you sang, the joy we had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you, break my heart&lt;br /&gt;Watch me fall apart you see&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling apart, look what you're doing to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Trapped alone, all alone, you left me with broken promises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break my heart&lt;br /&gt;Watch me fall apart you see&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling apart, look what you're doing to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I dont care what people think, its you, it has been you all along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ever wanted&lt;br /&gt;Has left me standing here alone&lt;br /&gt;It started with you and ended with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Fuck those who comment, fuck those who interfered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ever needed&lt;br /&gt;I had it with you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;It started with you and ended with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dont you see? This song, is &amp;was everything I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;wanted you to know. Telling me you're not selfish?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh come on', you're a happy goober, Im a miserable mooner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I just wna be with you, happy &amp;amp;carefree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yadda, Ta-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lost you &amp;amp;the passion for Maths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Its back to square1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-115994373512611051?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115994373512611051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115994373512611051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-couldnt-sing-love-song-i-feel-like.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115987816707375482</id><published>2006-10-03T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T20:24:07.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just my Valentine, Lemonlime &amp;I.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Looks at the sentence above.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty gay hurr? I was daydreaming &amp;amp;suddenly&lt;br /&gt;the song MrJiow taught us during camp&lt;br /&gt;knocked my head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20096.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20096.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beaytiful book! ITS MUST READ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There's actually an Abigial Road! Along the streets of Dublin, Ireland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20096.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hello Xiu &amp;her apple pie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Told you I could fit in the locker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THATS JUSTT'S SILLY LEAFLET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SEE LAA! Stupid Mellie's testymonial affects my sociallife!&lt;br /&gt;So I had to defend myself against it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, woke up at 11am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cried like a stupid bitch last night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;while everyone was fastly asleep, I was up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;thinking about us, remembering our funtimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA! STUPID FART! (:&lt;br /&gt;She's sooo hilarious, everyone should just slap her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shant maluate her here but I seriously cant&lt;br /&gt;wait for school tomorrow so I can tease her&lt;br /&gt;about it. Hoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Xiu at TPY! &amp;we had breakfast-cum-lunch!&lt;br /&gt;Wasted time at school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung around with Gowri &amp;amp;Sho-b.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then used 88 to Hougang! -_-"&lt;br /&gt;So bloody farrrr, felt like vomiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-faints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Justti, Shorini &amp;Laava there!&lt;br /&gt;Did maths! Its oh-so-sucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DONT LIKE HOUGANG! ):&lt;br /&gt;ITS POLLUTED WITH LIANS &amp;amp;BENGS!&lt;br /&gt;Noooo, not like those try hard ones in tpy!&lt;br /&gt;They actually BEAT people them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literally! Verbally! ReallyReally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;yeah, their really BRAINLESS!&lt;br /&gt;This bastard tried to burn the glass&lt;br /&gt;door with a lighter. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart or what? Aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used a bus back to Amk &amp;amp;then an Mrt&lt;br /&gt;to Novena!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the train, I was bored so I played a silly&lt;br /&gt;game! by myself of course.&lt;br /&gt;I looked at a random persons' face &amp;guess&lt;br /&gt;where they stay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got like 2 out of 3 right! :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing! You can tell where people live&lt;br /&gt;through their faces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking "umm yeah, this guy got the&lt;br /&gt;tpy face!" &amp;amp; "Aiyah easy peasy! That aunty got&lt;br /&gt;the bishan face"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;yaddda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So gay laaa, but I was bored!&lt;br /&gt;What to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to Daddy just now!&lt;br /&gt;He's sooo lame, he's doing a project&lt;br /&gt;with DBS! &amp;amp;he says that it isnt going&lt;br /&gt;too well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he says &lt;strong&gt;DBS&lt;/strong&gt; stands for &lt;strong&gt;"DAMN BLOODY SUAY!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaaahhaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving this song, lyrics are so darn sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Because You Loved Me"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For all those times you stood by me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For all the truth that you made me see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For all the joy you brought to my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For all the wrong that you made right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For every dream you made come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For all the love I found in you I'll be forever thankful baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're the one who held me up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Never let me fall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're the one who saw me through through it all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;More than anything &amp;everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You were my strength when I was weak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You were my voice when I couldn't speak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You were my eyes when I couldn't see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You saw the best there was in me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lifted me up when I couldn't reach &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You gave me faith 'coz you believed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm everything I am Because you loved me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You were everything to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You gave me wings and made me fly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You touched my hand I could touch the sky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I lost my faith, you gave it back to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You said no star was out of reach &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You stood by me and I stood tall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had your love I had it all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm grateful for each day you gave me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe I don't know that much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I know this much is true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was blessed because I was loved by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;But now you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pretty Ironically Similar aye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cant do anything about it, just sitting here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;waiting for the BIG UGLY ALIEN to spit its&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;corruptive icky saliva &amp;amp;engulf the earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-115987816707375482?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115987816707375482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115987816707375482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/just-my-valentine-lemonlime-engulf.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115979356797879278</id><published>2006-10-02T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:52:47.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;1)Who did you last go out with?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FionnChuah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(2) What do you want to receive on your birthday?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(3) Reach your hand out to the right. What do you touch?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The phone! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(4) What time did you sleep last night?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh 11.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(5) What's the wallpaper on your computer?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy &amp;i!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(6) What can you hear besides the computer?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deja Vu -Beyonce!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(7) Do you agree to the saying "to Forgive is to forget"?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nopes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(8) When, where was the last time tears started to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;roll down your cheek?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not wish to answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(9) What/who makes you happy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purple Yakult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(10) What makes you sad?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartbreaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(11) What are your favorite books?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I LOVE YOU &amp;Where rainbows end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(12) What would you like to have right at this moment &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;which seems totally impossible?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(13) Who will you turn to if you have a huge problem that &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not all your friends know about?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FionnChuah, JusttiYang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(14) What's your favorite song at the moment?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole new world. :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(15) What was the last song that kept ringing in&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;your mind last night before you sleep?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deja Vu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(16) What was the best event that happened lastyear?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is boring goo, nothing happens.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone just comes &amp;goes like no one gives a damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(17) Where did you go today?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(18) Last thing you eat?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama's home cooked food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(19) Who were you with? Were they cool?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandmom, duh! she's cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(20) Have you gone to the beach just w/ yourbuddies?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(21)Do you love sunsets?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their beautiful but meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(22)When is your b-day?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30TH NOVEMBER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(23)What are your wishes for your birthday?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its gna be a secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(24)Who do you wanna be w/ on the day of yourbirthday?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(25)Have you ever felt that you've been taken forgranted?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(26) thing/s you regret?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letting go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(27) Is there anything else you want to do besides&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;answering this survey&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Ahberden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(28)What's the most important sentence/s that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lingers in your mind right now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time doesnt heal all wounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(29)Is there someone you're missing right now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(30)Do you love someone right now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FWALALALA!&lt;br /&gt;Gina asked me to do this laaa! :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'cause everybody needs somebody to love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'cause everybody wants somebody to hug&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'cause everybody needs somebody to kiss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;someone just like you who's heaven sent&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taaaa-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-115979356797879278?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115979356797879278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115979356797879278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/1who-did-you-last-go-out-with.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115977632666076996</id><published>2006-10-02T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T16:05:26.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey I cant stop lovin' you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No I cant stop lovin' you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCREW SOCIAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 &amp;a half down, plenty to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaddda, chinese paper1 sucked majorly.&lt;br /&gt;Had this super duper awful tummyache during it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhanglao had to walk me allll the way to the toilet,&lt;br /&gt;gosh, everyone in every class turned to look,&lt;br /&gt;I felt like a star. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toilet queen. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was bored halfway through the chinese paper&lt;br /&gt;so its-oh-so-typical abby! I played around with&lt;br /&gt;my electronic dictionary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgzxzx! so UNfun. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanessachew is sooo silly! :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;She put her hands on my forehead &amp;asked&lt;br /&gt;"Guess who?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;i was like "uhh you're not covering&lt;br /&gt;my eyes?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;then everyone starts laughing. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;SILLYVANESSACHEW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaah &amp;now she's covering it up&lt;br /&gt;by saying she was checking if I was&lt;br /&gt;having a fever? Ogay! Super Random!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaaaadddaa! Listening to &lt;strong&gt;BU ZHUN KU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justti is right! (Isnt she always?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be strong ogaaaay Abby!&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you wna cry, just blast&lt;br /&gt;this song &lt;strong&gt;"BU ZHUN KU!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'll still cry anyways laa. Im such a cry baby. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY HAD A CHAT WITH DARYL YESTERDAY!&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh SMEXXXXXXXXXXY. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That paaaang kept interrupting my every sentence!&lt;br /&gt;Tssssk! But it was fun catching with that paaang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUDREY! SMEXY IS HORRIBLE!&lt;br /&gt;HE DIDNT GET ME ANYTHING FROM SHANGHAI!&lt;br /&gt;Did he get you anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he did then he's BIAS! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, went for lunch at town, with Fionn.&lt;br /&gt;Goodygoo! I feel like a fat pig.&lt;br /&gt;I hate pastamania nowwww. -pukes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeppers, we talked about things!&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems so screwed laa,&lt;br /&gt;especially in our lifes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a new friend in the train!&lt;br /&gt;He's sooooo handsome! &amp;Gives killers winks!&lt;br /&gt;I swear, I almost died &amp;amp;flew to heaven laa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-melts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaaa, one tiny little detail, he's 4years old! :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby I can't go anywhere&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Without thinking that you're there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seems like you're everywhere, it's true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gotta be having Deja Vu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause in my mind I want you here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Get on the next plane, I don't care&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is it because I'm missing you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That I'm having Deja Vu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Find my private blog all you people want laaa,&lt;br /&gt;just dont go saying that "she only wants sympathy".&lt;br /&gt;Oh you bloody morons! Being natural kpos,&lt;br /&gt;searched my private blog out &amp;have the&lt;br /&gt;guts to actually such things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go fugg yourself upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;you, mom asked me, why you looked so upset.&lt;br /&gt;I told her "its an act, he's the happiest man on earth&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;the most heartless one too"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;guess what? mom said "I know that boy,&lt;br /&gt;I know how he is &amp;amp;I know you well too, he isnt&lt;br /&gt;that sort."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what was that suppose to mean?&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I forgot, its always my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwells, 3cheers for bitter revenge.&lt;br /&gt;TAAAA-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Hey have I told you, I love you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Hey have I told you, I miss you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Hey have I told you, you dont give a damn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Hey have I told you, you broke my heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-115977632666076996?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115977632666076996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115977632666076996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/hey-i-cant-stop-lovin-you.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115970355795101006</id><published>2006-10-01T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T19:54:30.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Somebody said they saw her cryin&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Said she was through with all your lyin'&lt;br /&gt;Shame about that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SillyBigail requested that I do this, ripped it off her blog. (:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;YES! THANK GOD I WAS READING YOUR BLOG!&lt;br /&gt;OR ELSE, YOU'D PROBABLY GET SO MAD AT ME&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;SKIN MY BACKSIDE ALIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 wierd facts about me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I find gays adorable. (:&lt;br /&gt;2. Bugs creep me out.&lt;br /&gt;3. I have loads of dirty little secrets!&lt;br /&gt;4. I believe in destiny.&lt;br /&gt;5. I cry at the slightest thing!&lt;br /&gt;6. Tall guys interest me.&lt;br /&gt;7. Im hilariously short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 habits about me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The first thing I do when I wake up is&lt;br /&gt;rub my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;2. I only drink purple yakult. (:&lt;br /&gt;3. I must blow my hair dry after every wash!&lt;br /&gt;ITS A MUST!&lt;br /&gt;4. I poke Jerrold in the tummy each&lt;br /&gt;time I see him!&lt;br /&gt;5. Washing my face all the time to&lt;br /&gt;prevent a pimple outbreak!&lt;br /&gt;6. Signing into MSN each time I come online.&lt;br /&gt;7. Reading all the past smses he sent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 people to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7. ANYONE WHO'S BORED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See Bigail! I did it! I did it!&lt;br /&gt;Bet you love me more right now! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-115970355795101006?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115970355795101006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115970355795101006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/somebody-said-they-saw-her-cryin-said.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115970144401481927</id><published>2006-10-01T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T19:18:42.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Cause that's me I don't ask for much, Baby.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having you is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids performance. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In my opinion, they did great. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jerrold &amp;I! I loveeee teasing him so badly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;thats the kind of expression he always gives me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20038.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20038.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ellen! (: Mongggggg having hokkien mee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;JOYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This little girl is a candy addict! (: Bribe her with lollies! It works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jerrold proudly showing off his shirt! "Its all about Jesus' love!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20041.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20041.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DADDDDDDDDDY &amp;I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20041.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Left to right: Ellen, Joy, Joylene, Janice, Jerrold, Marcus, Cel &amp;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Though these little kiddos may be hilariously annoying sometimes, ohwells,&lt;br /&gt;actually, most of the time! They make me happy! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ellen &amp;I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Credit Cheng for the Hershey bar photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/uhhuh%20050.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/uhhuh%20050.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dashed out the service during _________.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ellen, who sat all the way at the other end&lt;br /&gt;noticed I ran out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;WAS IT THAT OBVIOUS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back with a really red nose.&lt;br /&gt;Mom wasnt too happy about it,&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, Im glad she gave me some&lt;br /&gt;space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my Mommy. (:&lt;br /&gt;Though we have our fits, moodswings &amp;yadda&lt;br /&gt;but I STILL LOVE HERRRRRRRRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch with Ellen &amp;amp;all again! :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;Yay! The kids make my day!&lt;br /&gt;Especially Jerrold (fei tan) &amp;Joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaah! Was teasing Jerrold in the car!&lt;br /&gt;POKE POKE POKE HIS FAAAAATS!&lt;br /&gt;PINCH PINCH PINCH HIS CHEEKS!&lt;br /&gt;TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE HIS TUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaaah! Had lunch, talked to Ellen about things!&lt;br /&gt;Its always nice to have someone who's able&lt;br /&gt;to relate to you aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to Ellen. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We joined the kids at the playground!&lt;br /&gt;Oh hoho! The swings are my favourite!&lt;br /&gt;Though I have a little phobia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was fun screaming my ass off!&lt;br /&gt;Well, least it released a little bit of angst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good for health!&lt;br /&gt;I think Im gna buy a swing &amp;amp;maybe&lt;br /&gt;I would become happier gooberry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAAA! Anyways, there's a farewell dinner&lt;br /&gt;which Im gna attend in an hours time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELVIN ISNT GOING! ):&lt;br /&gt;CLEMENT ISNT GOING! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh shitness! I have things to ask&lt;br /&gt;my hunky cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Freddy is going back to Melb.&lt;br /&gt;God bless that man. (:&lt;br /&gt;He's a good man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have to blog in my private blog NOW!&lt;br /&gt;Ta-&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-115970144401481927?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115970144401481927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115970144401481927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/10/cause-thats-me-i-dont-ask-for-much.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115960591953442564</id><published>2006-09-30T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T16:47:59.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Some day I'll wish upon a star&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;wake up where the clouds are far behind me&lt;br /&gt;Where troubles melt like lemondrops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Im broken beyond repair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brandy -Have you ever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever loved somebody so much&lt;br /&gt;It makes you cry&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever needed something so bad&lt;br /&gt;You can't sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever tried to find the words&lt;br /&gt;But they don't come out right&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever, have you ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in love&lt;br /&gt;Been in love so bad You'd do anything to make them understand&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had someone steal your heart away&lt;br /&gt;You'd give anything to make them feel the same&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever searched for words to get you in their heart&lt;br /&gt;But you don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;you don't know where to start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever found the one&lt;br /&gt;You've dreamed of all of your life&lt;br /&gt;You'd do just anything to look into their eyes&lt;br /&gt;Have you finally found the one you've given your heart to&lt;br /&gt;Only to find that one won't give their heart to you&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever closed your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Dreamed that they were there&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; all you can do is wait for the day when they will care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I gotta do to get you in my arms baby&lt;br /&gt;What do I gotta say to get to your heart&lt;br /&gt;To make you understand how I need you next to me&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get you into my world&lt;br /&gt;'Cause baby I can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I cry, I cant sleep, I cant find the words to tell you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;yes, I'd do anything to try make you understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You on the other hand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You dont cry, you can sleep, you make talking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;seem so easy, you've forgotten about us, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp;you'd you anything just to get me away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so alone, looking back at the broken&lt;br /&gt;promises; you just .... forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess today is one of those days,&lt;br /&gt;I tangle myself up in you &amp;our memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for acting like you cared;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I just feel like crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have loads to say in my private blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;peace be with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-115960591953442564?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115960591953442564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115960591953442564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/09/some-day-ill-wish-upon-star-peace-be.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115953501009763341</id><published>2006-09-29T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T21:03:30.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;I keep your picture beside my bed,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I still remember everything you said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School drove me halfway to insanity.&lt;br /&gt;The lessons today seemed long &amp;neverending.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe the problem lies with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesnt it always?&lt;br /&gt;Isnt it always my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwells, I cant seem to concentrate,&lt;br /&gt;the exams are just &lt;strong&gt;NEXTEFFINGWEEK!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;what the fuck am I doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so tied up in you, sometimes I wish I&lt;br /&gt;could just sit on a magic carpet &amp;sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can show you the world&lt;br /&gt;Shining, shimmering, splendid&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, prince&lt;s&gt;ss&lt;/s&gt;, now when did&lt;br /&gt;You last let your heart decide?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Take you wonder by wonder&lt;br /&gt;Over, sideways and under&lt;br /&gt;On a magic carpet ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole new world&lt;br /&gt;A new fantastic point of view&lt;br /&gt;No one to tell us no&lt;br /&gt;Or where to go&lt;br /&gt;Or say we're only dreaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole new world&lt;br /&gt;A dazzling place I never knew&lt;br /&gt;But when I'm way up here&lt;br /&gt;It's crystal clear&lt;br /&gt;That now I'm in a whole new world with you&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm in a whole new world with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unbelievable sights&lt;br /&gt;Indescribable feeling&lt;br /&gt;Soaring, tumbling, freewheeling&lt;br /&gt;Through an endless diamond sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole new world&lt;br /&gt;Don't you dare close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;A hundred thousand things to see&lt;br /&gt;Hold your breath - it gets better&lt;br /&gt;I'm like a shooting star&lt;br /&gt;I've come so far&lt;br /&gt;I can't go back to where I used to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole new world&lt;br /&gt;Every turn a surprise&lt;br /&gt;With new horizons to pursue&lt;br /&gt;Every moment red-letter&lt;br /&gt;I'll chase them anywhere&lt;br /&gt;There's time to spare&lt;br /&gt;Let me share this whole new world with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole new world&lt;br /&gt;That's where we'll be&lt;br /&gt;A thrilling chase&lt;br /&gt;A wondrous place&lt;br /&gt;For you and me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yahh! I think I seriously need a ride on&lt;br /&gt;the magic carpet. It'd be beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;I shall go sit on the rug &amp;make a wish,&lt;br /&gt;maybe the rug would start flying! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Positive thoughts kills.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YADDA; went for lunch with Fionn at&lt;br /&gt;MarinaSq. Shared problems &amp;possible&lt;br /&gt;reasons for those problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;Makes me feel much much better!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;more inspired to continue with my art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Im simply exhausted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;\timmy -i miss the pillow- says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u look like a sec 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!/ Missing link on the brink of destruction says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaaa I know! Everyone says that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh LittleTimmy went to play! Hahaha,&lt;br /&gt;Ogay, I just like the name Timmy.&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE NOT THE PERSON CAUSE&lt;br /&gt;HE KEEPS SUANING THE SUANS OUT&lt;br /&gt;OF ME! -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AMANDA PEREZ -"I Still Love You"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why, what did I do?&lt;br /&gt;Just the other night the love of my life went away&lt;br /&gt;&amp;I cant sleep at night its driving me crazy&lt;br /&gt;Why cant you see that I miss looking in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Why cant you see that I miss kissing you good night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love you&lt;br /&gt;Please take my hand &amp;let me help you,&lt;br /&gt;help you to understand that aint nobody&lt;br /&gt;ever gonna love you like i do&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; aint nobody ever gonna do the things i do for you,&lt;br /&gt;cause I still love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why when i call you at home&lt;br /&gt;You say your with your friends, don't call no more&lt;br /&gt;Why cant you see the love staring you right in your face&lt;br /&gt;Why cant you see that&lt;br /&gt;i don't want no one to come and take your place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something that i cant understand&lt;br /&gt;Why couldn't you just be my man&lt;br /&gt;&amp;all the love that we given&lt;br /&gt;I don't want it to be wasted&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you face it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Oof, yeah, I still love you, why cant you just face it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ohwells, why am I so dao, you ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All this is what you started, why ask me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I only share my problems with people who care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not people who pangseh-ed me for selfish desires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Get that fact right. ONLY PEOPLE WHO CARE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby, be strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-115953501009763341?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115953501009763341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115953501009763341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-keep-your-picture-beside-my-bed-aint.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115943707554748583</id><published>2006-09-28T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T17:56:01.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Ive got one confession, a love deprivation&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive got a jet black heart, Its all fucked up and its falling apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn't MsLow superlame? She drew that for Seiriol, when Seiriol asked how&lt;br /&gt;to draw a Starfish. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Franky, Abby &amp;IdayuHoney. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20166.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20166.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hahaha, Mings! Dont kill me yeaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "CLOSE YOUR MOUTH!" (: Nazzy Wuzzy &amp;I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ariel &amp;I! Thats Ariel being the blind person wearing specs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mings &amp;Franky! Haha! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; FRAAAAANKY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fionn. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esplanade with Fionn was nerve-calming;&lt;br /&gt;There's just a little something in that place,&lt;br /&gt;it works magic on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found a little quiet place &amp;sat ourselves down;&lt;br /&gt;then we started sharing our problems.&lt;br /&gt;She understands, sad to say, she's the &lt;strong&gt;only one&lt;/strong&gt; that&lt;br /&gt;understands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything. (:&lt;br /&gt;Im glad to have someone like you to share&lt;br /&gt;my problems with. &amp;someone who&lt;br /&gt;doesnt give up on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IdayuHon, Im sorry for scaring you yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for putting up with my pouts, tears &amp;amp;sobs.&lt;br /&gt;I love you dear. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daryl! Smexy! Hello Pa! I just really wna&lt;br /&gt;thank you for everything you've done for&lt;br /&gt;me this past months. You're my SUGARDADDY,&lt;br /&gt;no no, not a single daddy that consumed loads of&lt;br /&gt;sugar! But a sugarhearted daddy! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, cause you promised me that you'll&lt;br /&gt;see my through this mess &amp;will never give up. (:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks sugar daddy! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah girl loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached school at 8.50am.&lt;br /&gt;Power aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School doesnt really excite me anymore,&lt;br /&gt;I used to enjoy school.&lt;br /&gt;Kind of sad, but Im losing everything I love.&lt;br /&gt;Friends, Things, People &amp;amp;yadda. ):&lt;br /&gt;Seems like I cant do anything about it either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay anyways took loads of photos,&lt;br /&gt;Ariel &amp;i had loads of fun acting as blind people,&lt;br /&gt;yeah pretty retarded, tied our belts covering our eyes&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;wore specs over it &amp;walked around class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, VanessaChew laughed like a crazynehpok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helped Mings &amp;amp;Franky take loads of photos as well,&lt;br /&gt;super hilarious, -above. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art was superslack, anyways, Ive decided what to&lt;br /&gt;draw for my finalyear paper, mmhmm, looks like&lt;br /&gt;I have to start working on robots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My life is getting way boring, what am I suppose to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I've lost pretty much everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Academic excellence doesnt please me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cash increment doesnt please me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;New products doesnt please me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;AbigailWong, whats up with you now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Im sorry, I myself dont know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's horrible, accept the fact Abby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Ayuthepu is with Adnan, according to FarahTan.&lt;br /&gt;Ogay, Im jealous. Oh great!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone else seems happy, why do I have to&lt;br /&gt;be the odd one out? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa Roach -Done with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I count the days that we have spent apart&lt;br /&gt;Ive got a bad liver and a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;There's no salvation in the comfort of you (comfort of you)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;I finally realize you're tearing me apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So help me, save me&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that the end is near&lt;br /&gt;Help me, save me&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that the end is here&lt;br /&gt;I am done with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've made my life completely miserable&lt;br /&gt;You drove me to the edge, you've caused me all this pain&lt;br /&gt;But I always love you cause you're oh so special (oh so special)&lt;br /&gt;I'm broken and I'm alone and I cannot maintain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I think he got into a fight, sigh, I wish you'd stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;getting yourself into fights laaa, tay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to do art, Ta-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-115943707554748583?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115943707554748583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115943707554748583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/09/ive-got-one-confession-love.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115934460409298978</id><published>2006-09-27T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T16:10:04.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Now boy, I know, we've had our share of ups and downs &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we can make it, if we try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized something during Sec4 farewell mass today;&lt;br /&gt;We're all &lt;em&gt;Judas &amp;Pauls&lt;/em&gt;. Dont you realize?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knows that we'll sin, just like he knew dont-know-who&lt;br /&gt;was gna deny him like 3times or smth. (sorry; i dont&lt;br /&gt;check out the bible often)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet he forgives us graciously.&lt;br /&gt;So let us all sing "LOVING &amp;FORGIVING&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU O LORD! ..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, anyways, best part of my day was mass,&lt;br /&gt;even though I almost died of heat in the hall.&lt;br /&gt;Father Simon ROCKS! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the one thats behind me all the time,&lt;br /&gt;I notice, each time I feel as if Im gna breakdown,&lt;br /&gt;THERE'S MASS! Surprisingly coincidental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;the verses never fail to lift my spirit!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I thank God for Father Simon Pierra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ogay, now, Im really off to the Esplanade;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Somehow I wish I'd see you there;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-115934460409298978?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115934460409298978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115934460409298978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/09/now-boy-i-know-weve-had-our-share-of.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115934340450999345</id><published>2006-09-27T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T15:55:21.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;All those sleepness nights;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explaining everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PUT YOUR HANDS UP! PUT YOUR HANDS UP!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its Rustyboy's birthday! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Mama whipped up a yummy drumstick for&lt;br /&gt;his dinner later on; along with a red packet&lt;br /&gt;containing for bucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its also DENISE'S birthday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my dearest cousin; hoped you had&lt;br /&gt;a sexyful birthday! Wish I was all the&lt;br /&gt;way in Perth with you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesnt Rusty look possessed? -below?&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DONT EVERYONE JUST HATE NUTS?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PEANUTS! MACANUTS! HAZELNUTS! ALMONDNUTS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck nuts in the ass la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im starting to hate my social life;&lt;br /&gt;What the heck am I doing?&lt;br /&gt;Why am I avoiding everyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this little something about trust,&lt;br /&gt;"Once bitten, twice shy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;WHERE THE EFF IS &lt;strong&gt;DARYL LEE&lt;/strong&gt; WHEN I REALLY&lt;br /&gt;NEED HIM HURRRR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School today = horrible.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the fact that I'm cutting myself from reality.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the fact that I'm avoiding them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just dont feel the same;&lt;br /&gt;everywhere I go, I throw an effing blackface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is reality, face it, troubles won't melt away like lemondrops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaah, fuck this optismistic crappos, its not working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Its not working &amp;i feel like crying;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love FionnChuah. (:&lt;br /&gt;She's like a soul mate or something;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;you're right; blogs arent private,&lt;br /&gt;you cant scream &amp;shout &amp;amp;yadda without&lt;br /&gt;people bothering you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I need a cry session;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Esplanade! Yeah, you'll know where&lt;br /&gt;to find me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dont blog this, dont blog that;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Whatever happened to human rights?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Whatever happened to that little thing called PRIVACY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I miss our cuddles; I miss your kisses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Never coming back; Never.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peace be with you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-115934340450999345?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115934340450999345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115934340450999345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/09/all-those-sleepness-nights-explaining.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115926413679508020</id><published>2006-09-26T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T17:50:38.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;And what do I get to get me through these sleepless nights?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what do I have to hold when no one there to hold me tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVERYBODY SING A SONG, DOODAAA DOODAA! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee, I dont know why, but I felt super moody in school today.&lt;br /&gt;I was throwing tantrums &amp;avoiding my friends, but somehow,&lt;br /&gt;I got over it after recess but then I got back to being&lt;br /&gt;moody after the paper &amp;amp;it lasted until uhhh... I reached town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goodbye English! Goodbye!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy was super encouraging for Sova!&lt;br /&gt;She was like "EH YOU ALSO NEVER STUDY AH?&lt;br /&gt;COME ON! HIGH5! WE ALL ALSO NEVER LEARN!" -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DIDNT KNOW HOW TO DO THE LAST QUESTION&lt;br /&gt;FOR SOVAAAA! Oh my motherrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MissTiru says we can join dragonboating. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHEEEEEEERS! (((((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaddayadda, went to town with Fionn for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Saw his friend again, -_-", two days in a row?,&lt;br /&gt;you've sooo gotta be kidding me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaya, that fella &amp;his dreamy smile that only&lt;br /&gt;Gina would fall for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QUIT STARING LAAA CAN?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp;if I jumped off the Brooklyn Bridge, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me would you still follow me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;if I made you mad today, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me would you love me tomorrow? Please&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or would you say that you dont care, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp;then leave me standing here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like the fool who is drowning in dispair &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp; screamin’&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh no I cant let you go,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My &lt;s&gt;little girl&lt;/s&gt; baby boy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because youre holding up my world, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I need you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your imitation of my walk &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp;the perfect way you talk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s just a couple of the million things &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that I love about you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I need you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so anyways, bought &lt;em&gt;Where Rainbows End&lt;/em&gt;! (:&lt;br /&gt;Books make me happyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;You make me happier, just not right now. ):&lt;br /&gt;You're still my Superfriend &amp;my superman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ogay so I'll just leave you with a song;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;i'll retire to my privte blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 DOORS DOWN- When Im Gone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's another world inside of me&lt;br /&gt;That you may never see&lt;br /&gt;There're secrets in this life&lt;br /&gt;That I can't hide&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in this darkness&lt;br /&gt;There's a light that I can't find&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's too far away&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I'm just blind x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hold me when I'm here&lt;br /&gt;Right me when I'm wrong&lt;br /&gt;Hold me when I'm scared&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;love me when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I am&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;everything in me&lt;br /&gt;Wants to be the one&lt;br /&gt;You wanted me to be&lt;br /&gt;I'll never let you down&lt;br /&gt;Even if I could&lt;br /&gt;I'd give up everything&lt;br /&gt;If only for your good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hold me when I'm here&lt;br /&gt;Right me when I'm wrong&lt;br /&gt;You can hold me when I'm scared&lt;br /&gt;You won't always be there&lt;br /&gt;So love me when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;When your education X-Ray&lt;br /&gt;Cannot see under my skin&lt;br /&gt;I won't tell you a damn thing&lt;br /&gt;That I could not tell my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roaming through this darkness&lt;br /&gt;I'm alive but I'm alone&lt;br /&gt;Part of me is fighting this&lt;br /&gt;But part of me is gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I'm just blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;Love me when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;When I'm Gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-115926413679508020?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115926413679508020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115926413679508020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/09/and-what-do-i-get-to-get-me-through.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115917723710399275</id><published>2006-09-25T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T17:40:37.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Welcome to the club of broken hearts&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where a thousand lonely souls have passed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; FRANKY! FRANCESCA! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My dance partner &amp;I. -beams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hello Mings! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SAMSOON! :D:D:D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can be neat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;also horrendously messy aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; GRIN &amp;BEAM! FROWN &amp;amp;DROWN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yeaaaah; for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Random Fandom Bandom Wandom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! She's adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Standing here making tracks without you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wonder if our paths will ever meet again &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I still think of you that way &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're in my hearts always &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She hated the feeling that she had no reason to wake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;up; she hated the feelings she had when she did wake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;up. She hated the feeling of having no excitement&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to look forward to. She missed the feeling of being&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;loved, she missed his touches, his hugs, his words&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;of advice; his words of love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was pretty darn slack.&lt;br /&gt;It rained in the middle of morning assembly!&lt;br /&gt;Oof! Shiokness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept during Cme, slept during Social.&lt;br /&gt;Concentrated during English! Cause we're&lt;br /&gt;having Paper1 &amp;2 tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting at the back sucks cause there's hardly&lt;br /&gt;an circulation going on, which bastard located&lt;br /&gt;all the fans in the center of the class? On the&lt;br /&gt;other hand, its pretty neat, cause you get all&lt;br /&gt;the privacy in the world. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did the journals for Accounts; arrrgh!&lt;br /&gt;Im so effing dead! I cant remember any&lt;br /&gt;of the bull we've learn't! Sooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EMERGENCY CALL 911!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaaah Anyways FRANKY is back from Obs! (:&lt;br /&gt;She &amp;her wacky specs! :D:D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Franky! I love Franky! I love Franky! :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;-BEAAAAAAAAAAAAMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgzx omgzx omgzx!&lt;br /&gt;I just went to see the vid Joanne did for Steven.&lt;br /&gt;-MELTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those two look sooooooooo adorable together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaah whatever Abby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch with Minghui, Mings &amp;amp;Bel.&lt;br /&gt;Saw an unexpected someone.&lt;br /&gt;Reminded me of Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh fuck, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Daryl says; if he doesnt give a fuck about&lt;br /&gt;you, then dont give a fuck about him too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EASIER SAID THAN DONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;yeah SMEXY IS ALWAYS RIGHT HURR!&lt;br /&gt;Daryl smsing me from CCCCHINAAA!&lt;br /&gt;Oh the friends I have! Just wna hug them to bits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Duncan James -Frequency (Reminds me of Physics aye?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at you, looking at me&lt;br /&gt;The signs you give out are so hard to read&lt;br /&gt;When I get close you pull away from me&lt;br /&gt;We used to talk on the phone&lt;br /&gt;Now when I call&lt;br /&gt;There's nobody home&lt;br /&gt;Drifting like a satellite So far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I tune into your frequency&lt;br /&gt;Don't you let the signal die on me&lt;br /&gt;I'm reaching out for you to come back to me oh&lt;br /&gt;Come on let's talk about it&lt;br /&gt;Must be a way around it&lt;br /&gt;Don't disconnect from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-115917723710399275?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115917723710399275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115917723710399275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/09/welcome-to-club-of-broken-hearts-where.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115909904792671542</id><published>2006-09-24T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T19:57:27.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;If you marry me, would you bury me?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you carry me to the end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4719/3732/1600/jamme%20084.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4719/3732/320/jamme%20084.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Woke up today thinking of you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another night that I made my way through&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So many dreams still left in my mind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But they can never come true&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I press rewind and remember when&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I close my eyes &amp;I'm with you again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But in the end I can still feel the pain, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;every time I hear your name&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andre rang &amp;amp;woke me up at TEN O CLOCK!&lt;br /&gt;How bloody early is that man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaddayadda! Had to reserve a seat for him&lt;br /&gt;But that basket didnt reach church until&lt;br /&gt;12plus? -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS. He only lives bloody next door?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;yeah, I realized, I dont hate God.&lt;br /&gt;Infact, I love him so much that it hurts&lt;br /&gt;pretending to detest him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Im pissed. Pissed at the fact he took&lt;br /&gt;away things &amp;amp;people that I highly loved &amp;adored.&lt;br /&gt;But God didnt promise me a good life did he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to realize this during Worship.&lt;br /&gt;I guess Worship is the only connection I have&lt;br /&gt;with God. Sometimes the lyrics speak so loudly&lt;br /&gt;to me, almost as if its leading the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;thank VanessaChew for sending me an email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a rip off:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God didn't promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sun without rain, but He did promise strength for the day, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;comfort for the tears, and light for the way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samoo &amp;i were suppose to go to the gardens today,&lt;br /&gt;so I can snap some shots &amp;amp;call it a day!&lt;br /&gt;But that smellypoo had cell until 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So followed Mom &amp;all for lunch!&lt;br /&gt;It wasnt all that bad! AH MONG came! :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;EHEHH! &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ELLEN!&lt;/span&gt; :), wells, had a good talk&lt;br /&gt;with her yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah lunch was interesting, managed&lt;br /&gt;to get some things off my mind for abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its amazing how self destructive I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELLO ITE. -waves!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;Daryl was right; you seriously dont give a fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;I never thought of you as such a heartless person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;Never the jealous sort? Oh please, I was &amp;is erupting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;with loads &amp;amp;tonnes of jealousy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;Go find your hazelnut la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-115909904792671542?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115909904792671542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115909904792671542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/09/if-you-marry-me-would-you-bury-me.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115901705379276138</id><published>2006-09-23T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T22:18:22.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Wishful thinking, patience shrinking, bliss is far away.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;YOU KNOW WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;I CANT EFFING TAKE IT ANYMORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bloody well say that you're always there&lt;br /&gt;behind, to hold on when I fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But fuck, thats a bloody lie, you were never there.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I turn around, you arent there.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I fall hard on my knees, you arent there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I admit, I am like this, full of vulgarities,&lt;br /&gt;full of hatred, full or darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I met you, i got it out of my system,&lt;br /&gt;as the saying goes "Bad habits die hard",&lt;br /&gt;you left me &amp;it all came back, it all just fucking well&lt;br /&gt;came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gna have papers on tuesday, which Im&lt;br /&gt;pretty fucking sure, im gna fail.&lt;br /&gt;I cant absorb anything anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gave up on my religion.&lt;br /&gt;I dont believe in anything anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried hating you. -FAILED.&lt;br /&gt;I've tried piling myself with work &amp;amp;studies. -FAILED.&lt;br /&gt;I've tried alcohol (stole it from daddy's stash),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh that fucking failed,&lt;br /&gt;allergies acted up, struggled in the wees&lt;br /&gt;hours of the morning, lying on the bed,&lt;br /&gt;constantly gasping for air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already lost a fair bit of friends,&lt;br /&gt;thanks to who I am right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what else do you want me to do?&lt;br /&gt;Im just so tired, I really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im tired of looking on the bright side,&lt;br /&gt;There isnt a fucking bright side anyway.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT? YOU WANT ME TO LOOK AT&lt;br /&gt;THE SUN LIKE A DUMBFUCK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the sun, there isnt any other "bright side"&lt;br /&gt;Wells, unless you on the light la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just couldnt keep it in anymore.&lt;br /&gt;No one understands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A round of applause for you.&lt;br /&gt;You perfectly ruined everything.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you ah, may that God you believe&lt;br /&gt;in bless you ah. (fecks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song, spells out everything I feel.&lt;br /&gt;Bold words are what I really feel like telling you.&lt;br /&gt;You stopped listening, when I needed you the most.&lt;br /&gt;I was all by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I cry, nobody knows,&lt;br /&gt;cause I'd run into the washroom.&lt;br /&gt;The promises I made, I kept.&lt;br /&gt;The promises you made, you broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Say Goodbye" -Ashlee Simpson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You don't know me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like you knew me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You stopped listening&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The moment that I needed you the most&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can't see me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like you saw me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth comes easy&lt;br /&gt;But it's hard for you to pull me from the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So I scream, scream cause it hurts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your every word&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuts me inside and leaves me worse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's no way back&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And what if there was&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'd still be you and I'd still need to say goodbye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe you don't love me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like I love you baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause the broken in you doesn't make me run&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is beauty&lt;br /&gt;In the dark side&lt;br /&gt;I'm not frightened&lt;br /&gt;Without it I could never feel the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing will ever change no matter what you say&lt;br /&gt;I'm still gonna be the same&lt;br /&gt;The harder we try, the harder that we fight, can't get it right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say goodbye.. Say goodbye.. Say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO PEACE.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry, I just couldnt take it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-115901705379276138?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115901705379276138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115901705379276138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/09/wishful-thinking-patience-shrinking.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115901562008192472</id><published>2006-09-23T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T20:47:00.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;As the days go by, I am asking why did you leave&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You left me alone and then you walked out on me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thinking of days, thinking of ways, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thinking of things to you that I should say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna be with you and that's the only way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im disappointed in you. Just really disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;More about it, in my sweet o' private blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im suppose to try to be an optimistic googa here,&lt;br /&gt;so today was awesome. (yeah right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 11? &amp;said "OH FUCK! IM LATE!"&lt;br /&gt;Cause I was suppose to meet Fionn at 11.30.&lt;br /&gt;Jumped out of bed, tumbled on the comforter &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;hit the showers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got cheated by the bus driver.&lt;br /&gt;He made me pay adult fare &amp;i got super pissed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO I LOOK LIKE AN EFFING ADULT TO YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucktard. He's just out for the money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ITS ONLY A BLOODY 35CENTS MORE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHATS THE BIG EFFING DEAL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then used a train to tpy, was HALF AN HOUR late.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, my apologies. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to school! Minghui was there! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;PARTYING with the guides! Eating yummy pasta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, collected the remaining books from the&lt;br /&gt;locker &amp;we walked back to tpy!&lt;br /&gt;Contemplated on what to have for lunch,&lt;br /&gt;used a train down to novena &amp;amp;we had burgerking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fionn came over for awhile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was suppose to meet Naz to go check out&lt;br /&gt;the dragonboat thingy thing, but we didnt&lt;br /&gt;in the end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to confirm with MsTiru if we&lt;br /&gt;could take it up as a second cca. Looking at&lt;br /&gt;my Arts score, I think I seriously need another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwells, spent the whole day reading up&lt;br /&gt;"Wish upon a star" mmhm! Gna get another&lt;br /&gt;novel soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YADDAYADDA. I lead a boring life, esp when&lt;br /&gt;I try to be optimistic. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have so much bull to shit in my privateblog.&lt;br /&gt;So ta-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still really disappointed in you.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Daryl is right, you probably dont give&lt;br /&gt;a fuck anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid feckers of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im hoping some giantic ugly alien from Mars&lt;br /&gt;spurts some of his saliva on the earth &amp;engulfs it.&lt;br /&gt;YAY! Then we all dont have to live anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least I won't have to. -beams! (fucker)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, you made me this way, dont blame me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dont leave me. -All American Rejects&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will you stay or will you walk?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you let go?&lt;br /&gt;Leave me all alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm giving you one more chance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To make things last&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ring around the roses then she'll stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave me once, Leave me twice&lt;br /&gt;Kiss good-bye that will suffice&lt;br /&gt;When you go away, don't look back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave me once and i'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leave me twice i'll make you mine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just one more chance to make it once again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't say good-bye, just dry your eyes&lt;br /&gt;A tear for everything that I did wrong&lt;br /&gt;Don't say goodbye, just dry your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listen now just try and see me please don't leave me now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-115901562008192472?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115901562008192472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115901562008192472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/09/as-days-go-by-i-am-asking-why-did-you.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115892745707130528</id><published>2006-09-22T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T20:18:29.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;I dont wanna run away, baby youre the one I need tonight,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No promises.Baby, now I need to hold you tight,&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna die in your armsHere tonight.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jamme%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jamme%20018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE AISHAH!&lt;/strong&gt; (: &amp;i think she has the nicest eyes ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a couple of people has came up to me &amp;amp;said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"God leads you to it &amp;takes you through it"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IM LIKE "YAAADA!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people talk as if everything would be fine after&lt;br /&gt;a snap of the fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complete bulleffingshit, my friends, its completely wrong!&lt;br /&gt;Hate to say this but, I've given up, yeah yeah I believe&lt;br /&gt;in God &amp;amp;all but as the saying goes&lt;strong&gt; "Once bitten, twice shy".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt not to trust anyone! &amp;everyone!&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt to watch my back, incase anyone backstabs!&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt not easily believe people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHYYYYYY? Cause this sucks &amp;amp;its already superbad&lt;br /&gt;&amp;all that yaddapoo poo, so i dont wna ever feel&lt;br /&gt;what im feeling ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AS SIMPLE AS THAT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So school today was really exhausting! ))):&lt;br /&gt;Havent been able to sleep well since that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;unfortunate incident.&lt;/span&gt; It sucks majorly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies, its been months since that &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;UNFORTUNATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;INCIDENT!&lt;/span&gt; Soon it'd be a year. Sucks hurr?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad, not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can forsee myself having a lonesome Valentines' day.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, for the past three years.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH! FUGG! UNFAIR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had physics make-up lesson after school,&lt;br /&gt;It wasnt all THAT bad laaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIDNT SEE THAT SILLYSMURF AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading to school with Fionn tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;to collect the remaining books from our lockers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naz &amp;amp;I are planning on joining dragonboating.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, most probably gna check the thing&lt;br /&gt;out tomorrow as well. Oh yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im off to blog in my private blog. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONLY &lt;strong&gt;DARYL &amp;AYUTHEPU&lt;/strong&gt; KNOWS THE LINK.&lt;br /&gt;Dont try bribing though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I miss you so bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I just wish I could tell you without you getting mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah fuck laa! I cant even open up in my own blog,&lt;br /&gt;I cant even blog what I feel cause that rotten slut&lt;br /&gt;of yours would run up to you &amp;amp;tell you "what the&lt;br /&gt;fuck is abigail's problem?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate her, she ruins people's life.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I hope she'd ruin her own life, herself.&lt;br /&gt;Ogay, that was mean, but SHEESE! Serve her right la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adam Sandler -Grow old with you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make you smile whenever you're sad&lt;br /&gt;Carry you around when your arthritis is bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(aahh! you so big! I dont think I can even lift you up.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna do is grow old with you&lt;br /&gt;I'll get your medicine when your tummy aches&lt;br /&gt;Build you a fire if the furnace breaks&lt;br /&gt;Oh it could be so nice, growing old with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you Kiss you&lt;br /&gt;Give you my coat when you are cold&lt;br /&gt;Need you. Feed you.&lt;br /&gt;Even let ya hold the remote control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink&lt;br /&gt;Put you to bed if you've had too much to drink&lt;br /&gt;I could be the &lt;s&gt;man&lt;/s&gt; one who grows old with you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna grow old with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-115892745707130528?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115892745707130528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115892745707130528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-dont-wanna-run-away-baby-youre-one-i.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115884500178349415</id><published>2006-09-21T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T21:35:22.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;I'm just so tired, wont you sing me to sleep&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;fly through my dreams, so i can hitch a ride with you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;how Im trying hard to pick myself up; but I'm in a loss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;about what else to do. How it pisses me off when everyone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;says them is a healer when at the same time they also&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;say absence makes the heart grow fonder, which really&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;confuses me, because that means that the longer he's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gone the more I want him. ))))))))))))))):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4719/3732/1600/jamme%20022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4719/3732/320/jamme%20022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take a slow walk down memory lane. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;I can't help but start singing lines from all our favorite songs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes i still just can't believe you're gone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She had lived for him; now he was gone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She lives for his messages. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything was about him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have that laopok &lt;strong&gt;burger king crown&lt;/strong&gt; you gave me. :)&lt;br /&gt;Looking at it reminds me of the past, the happy past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made me parade around town with that sillycrown.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;you cooked up the excuse &lt;strong&gt;"You're the queen of my heart,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so you must wear it"&lt;/strong&gt; Remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont think you do. Ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got kicked out of accounts class.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;(ogay ogay abby, not funny at all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seiriol &amp;amp;i were standing outside discussing&lt;br /&gt;about the breast thingy! Oh my mama, its&lt;br /&gt;so gross please, WORMS IN BREASTS DONT&lt;br /&gt;GO WELL TOGETHER OGAY OGAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, worms dont go well with anything. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to find Mr Tan today! :D:D:D:D!&lt;br /&gt;He's superdarncute I sumpah!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;HE'S MY HERO.&lt;br /&gt;awwwwwwwwwwww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art was FUNFUNFUNFUNFUN!&lt;br /&gt;We spent like 2periods running all over&lt;br /&gt;the school &amp;amp;snapping photos all over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;PORNO&lt;/s&gt;PHOTOGRAPHY IS FUNNNNN! :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Kuan let us off! So we didnt have bio!&lt;br /&gt;Headed to the canteen for lunch &amp;then went&lt;br /&gt;up to the holding room for oral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screwed it super badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKYOU ARIEL TAN!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard from the rest that she pissed Mr Armstrong off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr Armstrong: what are the problems you would avoid in&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;your party?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ariel: In my party, there arent problems!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA! Hilarious aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL HAIL ARIEL ASHLEY TAN! :D:D!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down town with Fionn, headed to buy some&lt;br /&gt;present thingy &amp;amp;then went to the library.&lt;br /&gt;Finished up geog notes. &amp;had a choco milkshake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then researched for art! Couldnt find no shit!&lt;br /&gt;Lousypok! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SAW&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; BIGJEREMY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; THE CAMP INSTRUCTOR!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH I MISS CAMP! )))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt see Smurf today! ):&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH! I like him cause he's short!&lt;br /&gt;Just like me! :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked home with Cheng! HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;We were talking about "Million dollar smiles"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That pangsai said that I should smile more,&lt;br /&gt;cause thanks to the costs of the metal elements&lt;br /&gt;present in my mouth, my smile is worth about&lt;br /&gt;thousand over dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So YES! I have a thousand-over-dollars smile.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;so does everyone who have metal elements&lt;br /&gt;stuck on your teeth! :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to brace-faces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheng's song! -CHAIN HANG LOW!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do your chain hang low&lt;br /&gt;Do it wobble to the flo&lt;br /&gt;Do it shine in the light&lt;br /&gt;Is it platinum, Is it gold&lt;br /&gt;Could you throw it over ya shoulda&lt;br /&gt;If ya hot, it make ya cold&lt;br /&gt;Do your chain hang low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beyonce -Deja vu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby seems like everywhere I go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I see you, from your eyes, your smile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's like I breathe you, helplessly I reminise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't want to compare nobody to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Know that I can't get over you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Cause everything I see is you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I don't want no substitute&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby I swear it's Deja Vu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Know that I can't get over you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Cause everything I see is you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I don't want no substitute&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby I swear it's Deja Vu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I REALLY DONT WANT ANY SUBSTITUTE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-115884500178349415?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115884500178349415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115884500178349415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-just-so-tired-wont-you-sing-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115874217478070582</id><published>2006-09-20T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T16:49:40.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;I don't have plans and schemes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;I don't have hopes and dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just as soon as she was getting round to picking up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the pieces of her shattered life, she dropped them&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all again &amp;sent them scattering.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wells, maybe I did have plans, schemes, hopes &amp;dreams&lt;br /&gt;before, but come to think of it, not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Im afraid, horribly afraid, I said this once&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i'd say it again:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Sad excuses, false hopes high."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats my line &amp;im gna stick to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ogay anyways, I have an extremely bugging question&lt;br /&gt;&amp;i hope i could get an answer asap, so yeah,&lt;br /&gt;the tagboard is on the right, leave your opinions&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i'll get back to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do people &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; want to know how you feel when&lt;br /&gt;they ask "How are you?"? Or are they just trying&lt;br /&gt;to be polite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;I also have a statement to make,&lt;br /&gt;COULD YOU HAPPY NUTPIES GO FECK ELSEWHERE!&lt;br /&gt;CANT YOU BE MORE SENSITIVE TO OTHERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others ahem, meaning me la. (annoyed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quit asking "whatever happened to the old abby",&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;saying "aww i want the old you back"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELLS, my answer is, NOT IN THIS LIFETIME.&lt;br /&gt;So if you dont like me, then feck far far away.&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;here's to those people who are gna feck&lt;br /&gt;far far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hate me today, hate me tomorrow,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hate me so you can finally see whats good for you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poots, life just cant be a bigger slut. I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. I have superhuge eye bags.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY? Thanks to lack of sleep, its hard to try&lt;br /&gt;sleeping with blasting music. (Blasting the radio&lt;br /&gt;helps me get things off my mind, however,&lt;br /&gt;I cant get the effing sleep I need. -_-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love wednesdays.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY? Cause 24th of May plays a&lt;br /&gt;significant role. (Fugg, doubt you even&lt;br /&gt;bother to give a damn right?) &amp;also because&lt;br /&gt;school ends at 1.50 ONLY on weds! Plus,&lt;br /&gt;we have the slackest of the slackest periods&lt;br /&gt;ever. &amp;amp;EXCLUSIVELY ON WEDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;POOTS! ENOUGH OF MY SILLYRUBBISHYTHINGYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding school today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE WORD!&lt;/strong&gt; IT SUCKED!&lt;br /&gt;Ogay, so I guess, its actually &lt;strong&gt;TWO WORDS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yadda yadda bam bam, same meaning hurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met that superhilarious guy at tpy again.&lt;br /&gt;SUCH  A SMURF! I LOST MY MONEY&lt;br /&gt;YET HE KEPT PESTERING ME TO DONATE!&lt;br /&gt;PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sillysmurf! Im gna report to MrTan tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;if he manages to find that bitch who has&lt;br /&gt;been stealing money, i sumpah i'll make a&lt;br /&gt;donation of 5effingbucks to him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MRTAN! MY HERO! HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;I hope he does a good job in finding out&lt;br /&gt;who stole the cashy washy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; &amp;amp; &amp;i feel like crying. ):&lt;br /&gt;Today was the &lt;strong&gt;last&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;LAST effing LAAAAST&lt;/strong&gt; day of&lt;br /&gt;our dance module thingy thingy! ))))))))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd miss that fat teacher. ): She's highly adorable sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;mmhmm, Jive was sooooooo darn funnn &amp;Samba (spellcheck?)&lt;br /&gt;was complicated yet satisfying when you finally&lt;br /&gt;learn all the steps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;I'LL MISS DANCING WITH MY DANCING QUEEN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NG XIU LIN! :D:D:D:D!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doubt she'll read it but I HAVE A PLAN! &amp;when&lt;br /&gt;abby has a plan, its a &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;BRILLIANT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;plan to make&lt;br /&gt;sure Xiu reads this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-EVIL LAUGHTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, XIU! I know I know, Ive been&lt;br /&gt;an annoying pest! Often distracting you&lt;br /&gt;from the dance &amp;FOREVER LAUGHING&lt;br /&gt;LIKE A MAD COW! &amp;amp;also falling straight on my&lt;br /&gt;butt all the time, but dancing with you was fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say, we wont be doing dance next year,&lt;br /&gt;but if we do, i'll definately force you to partner me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYY! YAAAAAAAAAYYY! :D:D:D:D:D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for having sooo much patience with me.&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE MY DANCING QUEEN! YOU MOFO! :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-scruffles your hair. (i know you hate it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH MY SUNSHINE! MY ONLY SUNSHINE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU MAKE ME HAPPY WHEN SKIES ARE GREY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU NEVER KNOW DEAR, HOW MUCH I NEED YOU.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLEASE DONT TAKE MY SUNSHINE AWAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;In this case, you're my sunshine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;You're gone &amp;everything is dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&amp;amp;Im awfully scared &amp;alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STACIE ORRICO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I promise.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another day all alone again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone please love me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another game; another broken heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why do I do this to myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I could look and try to find someone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who won't leave me lonely&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But then I found I didn't need to search&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause You were the one and You came to me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You fought for my heart and You have won it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're taking me over and I like that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I tried other love but couldn't feel it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm so glad You found me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-115874217478070582?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115874217478070582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115874217478070582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-dont-have-plans-and-schemes-another.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115868137495540634</id><published>2006-09-19T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T23:56:20.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;I've gone through pain, every day &amp;night.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel my mind is going insane, something I cant fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ogay, so I havent been blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One things for sure, Im seriously dead tired.&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I've piled myself with tonnes of activities,&lt;br /&gt;well, hopefully everything &amp;anything that can&lt;br /&gt;remove you from my mind temporarily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't want to have you hangin,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Around me like a leech.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think you're just a problem,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So stay the hell away from me because I don't believe in you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I wanna sit here all my life alone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This may sound a little rough,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't wanna fall in love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't need security.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oofs, I wish I could think of you as a pest,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish I could ask you to stay the hell away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;from me, I wish I could say I dont believe in you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anymore, I wish I could say all these things.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I cant.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever Abby, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Keep your bullshit to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody effing gives a damn about you,&lt;br /&gt;well, at least not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a rough summary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been burying myself with bio, I hate to admit it,&lt;br /&gt;but I cant seem to remember a single piece&lt;br /&gt;of shit that goes on in xylem vessels &amp;all that bull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been having study dates with Fionn pretty&lt;br /&gt;often. We'd head down to Orchard Library,&lt;br /&gt;indulge in some hot choc &amp;a vanilla frappe &amp;amp;just&lt;br /&gt;hit the books. mmhmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I seem to be able to relate to Fionn,&lt;br /&gt;wells, I guess we're going through the same&lt;br /&gt;roller coaster ride. Only difference is, mine&lt;br /&gt;seems to be never ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last saturday, both of us used a train all&lt;br /&gt;the way to Changi Airport. Indeed, Popeyes chicken&lt;br /&gt;reminded me of the past. We sat there for&lt;br /&gt;a couple of hours &amp;all then we headed to Swensens,&lt;br /&gt;pigged out on ice cream. YUMMOS. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only eat loads of ice cream when Im upset.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;i've already consumed approx two tubs all by&lt;br /&gt;myself last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fattening or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess its alright bottling everything up,&lt;br /&gt;I just dont know how long I can hold it in.&lt;br /&gt;Dont worry, I wont burden you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24th is coming, gee, what can I say?&lt;br /&gt;Fatass Farah, I hope you would have a great&lt;br /&gt;time with skinnypig. I'll be fine, at least I hope I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does it hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whatever is treasure to you, let it go"&lt;br /&gt;Andy, easier said then done aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I sculpt my life for your acceptance.&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-115868137495540634?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115868137495540634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115868137495540634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/09/ive-gone-through-pain-every-day-i.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115755159056529698</id><published>2006-09-06T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T22:32:22.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Falling apart.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/kayaroti%20087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="332" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/400/kayaroti%20087.jpg" width="248" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/kayaroti%20079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="267" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/400/kayaroti%20079.jpg" width="369" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/kayaroti%20092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="259" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/400/kayaroti%20092.jpg" width="347" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/kayaroti%20080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="260" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/400/kayaroti%20080.jpg" width="367" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EARTH TO DARYL! EARTH TO DARYL!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we all know you've been pangsehed!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I LOVE YOUR MSG TONE LAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"euuu hab no money! HAHA! 1dollar go to da gahmen!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ogay, I suppose two tuitions in a day wasnt&lt;br /&gt;such a good idea hur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese tuition was supertiring!&lt;br /&gt;Baby.J's fur made my nose run away. )))):&lt;br /&gt;I was sneezing the lesson away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used the comp awhile then Bel came!&lt;br /&gt;We rushed to do accounts, then yeahhh!&lt;br /&gt;Had accounts tution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh darn, my neck aches.&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gna watch My lovely samsoon now.&lt;br /&gt;Bye dearests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-115755159056529698?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115755159056529698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115755159056529698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/09/falling-apart.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115751486831605385</id><published>2006-09-06T10:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T12:00:38.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;There just some things love brings&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you learn that its all a&lt;strong&gt; lie&lt;/strong&gt; you cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She found herself immobile for hours in the living&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;room, reliving every single memory that she&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;____ had shared. She spent most of that thinking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;about every arguement they'd had, wishing she&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;could take them backevery horrible world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she had ever said to him. She prayed that he&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;had known her words had only been spoken in anger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and that they had not reflected her true feelings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm never shy but this is different&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't explain the way I'm feeling tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm losing control of my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me what can I do to make you happy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing I ever say seems to come out right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm losing control of my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, met Fran at Novena!&lt;br /&gt;Was HALF AN HOUR late!&lt;br /&gt;SORRRRRY FRANKYYY! ))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we used a train down to Orchard,&lt;br /&gt;met Bel &amp;amp;Mings! We walked to Lido,&lt;br /&gt;but there wasnt any good shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Cine, no good shows going on&lt;br /&gt;either, so what the heck! We settled for MonsterHouse.&lt;br /&gt;Franky didnt wna watch, so she left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was pretty gay!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home at 6.30 &amp;then my family &amp;amp;i&lt;br /&gt;went to United Sq for SUSHI! :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO SOFT SHALL CRAB HANDROLLS FOR ME! :D!&lt;br /&gt;YUMMMMMMMMOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, showered &amp;watched "My Lovely Samsoon!"&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOSH! ZHENXIAN! MY NEW BOYFR!&lt;br /&gt;Im soooo gna migrate to Korea right now &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;marry the shit out of him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's uhmm 184cm! &amp;24years old.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAAHHAHAHAHAAAH!&lt;br /&gt;Its already quite depressing when I stand next&lt;br /&gt;to Leonard! IMAGINE ME NEXT TO ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-FAINTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgzxzx! &lt;strong&gt;BABY.J&lt;/strong&gt; came back! :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Andre is going crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His sms&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"aww.. i dont know y but i just feel shes part&lt;br /&gt;of us now. =) and it would be great to see her&lt;br /&gt;grow up"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaking adorable lah you bald freak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im just annoyed. &amp;PS. I LOVE YOU, seems&lt;br /&gt;to be telling my life story of somesort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS, IM OFF TO START A PRIVATE BLOG!&lt;br /&gt;For Ayuthepu &amp;amp;i. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;here's Daniel Bedingfield&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"If you're not the one"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you’re not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you’re not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll never know what the future brings &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I know you're here with me now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We’ll make it through &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I hope you are the one I share my life with&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don’t want to run away but I can’t take it, I don’t understand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I’m not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;If I don’t need you then why am I crying on my bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;If I don’t need you then why does your name resound in my head?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’re not for me then why does this distance aim my life?&lt;br /&gt;If you’re not for me then why do I dream of you as my wife?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I don’t know why you’re so far away But I know that this much is true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;We’ll make it through And I hope you are the one I share my life with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;And I wish that you could be the one I die with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;And I pray in you’re the one I build my home with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I hope I love you all my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don’t want to run away but I can’t take it, I don’t understand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I’m not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;‘Cause I miss you, body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;And I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;‘Cause I love you, whether it’s &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;wrong or right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;And though I can’t be with you tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;You know my heart is by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dont want to run away but I can’t take it, I don’t understand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I’m not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is there any way that I could stay in your arms&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAMOO IS AN EVIL MONSTER!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a mixed breed yeah?&lt;br /&gt;A samuelyeo &amp;a cow gives you &lt;strong&gt;SAMOO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HEH! HELLO SAMUEL! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dont scold me! Oh pretty please dont scold me?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;☆ abby; High&amp;lifted up says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;samoo what you doingg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[sAm] says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gg see my fren blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;☆ abby; High&amp;amp;lifted up says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahh never see mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[sAm] says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[sAm] says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later i see urs happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[sAm] says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gime ur link&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-115751486831605385?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115751486831605385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115751486831605385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/09/there-just-some-things-love-brings.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115743186975086759</id><published>2006-09-05T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T12:51:09.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;This wait for destiny won't do&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be with me please I beseech you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know what, I cant take it anymore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im gna open a private blog.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abby can be an optimistic moronigga here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;a pessimistic (spellcheck? CHECK ME CHECK ME!) bitch there&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-115743186975086759?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115743186975086759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115743186975086759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-wait-for-destiny-wont-do-be-with.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115742965638553463</id><published>2006-09-05T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T12:23:09.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;We could be perfect one last night&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And die like star-crossed lovers when we fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Woke up the next morning still fully dressed and &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lying on her bed. She could feel herself slipping &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;into her old habits again. All her positive thoughts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;of the past few days were melting away bit by bit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was so bloody tiring trying to be happy all the&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;time and she just didnt have the energy anymore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll never make me leave &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wear this on my sleeve &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You wanna follow something &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give me a better cause to lead &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just give me what I need &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give me a reason to believe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY'S MOFO THEME: MCR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;QUICKTARDED REPLIES!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ayuthepu:&lt;/strong&gt; Why are you feeling toot up?&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you're feeling toot up, please&lt;br /&gt;give me a call on my mobile ogay! &amp;yes!&lt;br /&gt;THATS OUR SONG! Cant wait for school&lt;br /&gt;to reopen! Then we can sing it all the way to&lt;br /&gt;the interchange!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SMEXY:&lt;/strong&gt; DARYL! dunzx type liddatzx worzx!&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaaah! The headlines: Abby's #1 fan turns pajiao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Audd/SMEXYTARDED!:&lt;/strong&gt; Hey Darling! Im really&lt;br /&gt;happy for you &amp;amp;Benedict solution ogaay!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;thanks for that tiny post for me in your blog!&lt;br /&gt;Just be happy! &amp;amp;I'll be happy too.&lt;br /&gt;You're a princess. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Niggas Ass:&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAHA! WHICH IDIOT ARE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;whoever you are, I missed half an hour of&lt;br /&gt;My Lovely Samsoon yesterday! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cherm:&lt;/strong&gt; CHERMAINE? OHmother! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everyone is upset now. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRAN! MATT! FIONN! BEN!&lt;/strong&gt; (Not benedict solution Audd!)&lt;br /&gt;CHEER UP &amp;amp;GIVE ME YOUR PRETTIEST SMILE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll call each &amp;everyone of you personally &amp;amp;be&lt;br /&gt;your mediator! &amp;just pray that everything will&lt;br /&gt;turn out fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've felt the pain, its horrible. &amp;amp;I dont want&lt;br /&gt;anyone else, especially &lt;strong&gt;MY FRIENDS&lt;/strong&gt; to have to&lt;br /&gt;go through the same great deal of pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO CUPID'S EVIL TWIN, (who's name is probably) STUPID!,&lt;br /&gt;stop going around &amp;breaking peoples' hearts ogay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh my lovely vivid imagination.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Yes!&lt;br /&gt;I missed half of &lt;strong&gt;"MY LOVELY SAMSOON!".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;why? Cause I was busy talking to Daryl (SMEXY!)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Matheus! Ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daryl &amp;amp;I plan to take revenge on that stupid&lt;br /&gt;stingray which caused Steve Irwin's death! ):&lt;br /&gt;He's the reason why I still watch Kids central.&lt;br /&gt;(HAHAHA! Okay, fine Im lying, I watch Teen Titans too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH YES! &amp;OUR EVIL PLAN IS ...&lt;br /&gt;-drumrolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Daryl is DOCTOR EVIL! &amp;amp;Im Mini HIM! HAHAHA!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-EVIL LAUGHTER&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We plan to capture all the Stingrays in&lt;br /&gt;that bloody sea &amp;bbq all of them &amp;amp;eat&lt;br /&gt;them all up! YUMMOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we'll shit it all out, our waste will be&lt;br /&gt;taken to the New Water plant &amp;distributed&lt;br /&gt;all around Singapore! So then, Singapore in&lt;br /&gt;otherwords, will be consuming our waste &amp;amp;our&lt;br /&gt;waste happens to be made out of Stingrays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO MUAHAHAHAHHAHAAHHA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would then have succeeded in seeking&lt;br /&gt;revenge for that HAMSUM aussie dude, Steve Irwin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arent we such loyal fans of &lt;strong&gt;CROC FILES!&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS! I wanted to go back to school&lt;br /&gt;today to paint my Escalate Proj BUT!&lt;br /&gt;no one was going back, so fugggggggg it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, might be going out with Mings &amp;all&lt;br /&gt;later. HAHAHA. Gna meet Ernest &amp;amp;Kl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So til then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE'S TO EVERYONE WHO'S&lt;br /&gt;FEELING AS HORRIBLE AS ME!&lt;br /&gt;You're not alone. Just remember that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We'll do it all &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everything On our own &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We don't need Anything &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or anyone &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I lay here &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I just lay here &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't quite know &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to say &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How I feel &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Those three words are said too much &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They're not enough&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I lay here &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I just lay here &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forget what we're told &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before we get too old&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me a garden that's bursting into life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's waste time&lt;br /&gt;Chasing cars around our heads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need your grace&lt;br /&gt;To remind me&lt;br /&gt;To find my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I lay here &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I just lay here &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forget what we're told &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before we get too old&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me a garden that's bursting into life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All that I am &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All that I ever was &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Confused about how as well &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just know that these things will never change for us at all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I lay here &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I just lay here &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-115742965638553463?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115742965638553463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115742965638553463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/09/we-could-be-perfect-one-last-night-and.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115737734773706123</id><published>2006-09-04T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T21:42:27.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;I wish i could carry your smile in my heart.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For times when my life seems so low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smiling weakly. He would know exactly how she was&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;feeling, he would know exactly what to say and exactly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what to do. He would give her one of his famous hugs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and all her problems would melt away. She grabbed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a pillow from her bed and hugged it tight. She couldn't&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;remember the last time she had hugged someone,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;hugged someone. And the depressing thing was&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that she couldnt imagine ever embracing anyone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the same way again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't live, if living is without you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't give, i can't give anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe, I almost died this morning.&lt;br /&gt;I've never had cramps so bad before,&lt;br /&gt;actually, I hardly ever suffered cramps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up, thinking that it was just some&lt;br /&gt;silly ache &amp;so, signed into Msn &amp;amp;oh mother!&lt;br /&gt;The intensity of the pain shot sky high &amp;&lt;br /&gt;i had to practically crawl back to my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begged Elia to get me a cup of water,&lt;br /&gt;which NEVER came! -_-", I stumbled to the&lt;br /&gt;kitchen just to retrieve the water,&lt;br /&gt;RANNN to the bathroom &amp;puked a whole&lt;br /&gt;lot of yellowish slime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, it was gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celeste signed out of msn for me, so&lt;br /&gt;Im really sorry if there were any convos&lt;br /&gt;I didnt get the chance to reply to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept for about one &amp;a half hours?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;was awaken by Bel's sms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCREWED! SIMPLY SCREWED!&lt;br /&gt;She told me not to be late but ....&lt;br /&gt;I was supereffing late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRY BEL! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the darn thing was canceled.&lt;br /&gt;So I rushed for NOTHINGG!&lt;br /&gt;Mother!!! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Westlife's MyLove has been stuck in my head!&lt;br /&gt;Ive been singing it like some mad bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAAAAHHHHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;Oh my mother!! The funniest thing just happened!&lt;br /&gt;Some weird guy named Bob just asked me&lt;br /&gt;"will you be my girl" &amp;played some heartt hing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;I ran all over the room screaming like some&lt;br /&gt;brainfried woman! How disgusting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways YESYESYESYES!&lt;br /&gt;WESTLIFE! MY LOVE! HOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayuthepu! WE'RE BOTH INSANELY IN LOVE&lt;br /&gt;WITH THAT SONG RIGHTOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I still recall the last day of school!&lt;br /&gt;Ayuthepu &amp;i were walking to the interchange&lt;br /&gt;singing our lungs out! :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MELTS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"To hold you in my arms&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To promise you my love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To tell you from the heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're all I'm thinking of"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its our song! Pu! &lt;strong&gt;ITS OUR SONG! :D:D!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Im gna add it in my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;STRAIGHT FROM THE HEART!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;section of my profile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yesyes! Back to talking about my darn day.&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty dull as compared to others.&lt;br /&gt;mmhmm, lets see, ah yes, you didnt call. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;uhhh Mings joined Bel &amp;amp;i at town.&lt;br /&gt;Made fun  of foreign students!&lt;br /&gt;THAT &lt;strong&gt;MUO GU TOU&lt;/strong&gt;!(mushroom head!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;That's Why (You Go Away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby wont you tell me why there is sadness in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna say goodbye to you&lt;br /&gt;Love is one big illusion I should try to forget&lt;br /&gt;but there is something left in my head&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Youre the one who set it up now youre the one to make it stop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im the one whos feeling lost right now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now you want me to forget every little thing you said&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but there is something left in my head&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wont forget the way youre kissing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The feelings so strong were lasting for so long&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But Im not the &lt;s&gt;man&lt;/s&gt; girl your heart is missing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats why you go away i know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were never satisfied no matter how I tried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now you wanna say goodbye to me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love is one big illusion I should try to forget&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but there is something left in my head&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wont forget the way youre kissing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The feelings so strong were lasting for so long&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But Im not the &lt;s&gt;man&lt;/s&gt; girl your heart is missing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats why you go away i know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sitting here all alone in the middle of nowhere&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dont know which way to go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There aint so much to say now between us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There aint so much for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There aint so much for me anymore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;so over all, I was in an awful mood.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I didnt get to talk to you today&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;cause of the moronic cramps I had to suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the first paragraph in &lt;strong&gt;BOLD!&lt;/strong&gt; above?&lt;br /&gt;I knew, that if you were there, next to me&lt;br /&gt;while I was having those killer cramps,&lt;br /&gt;you'd give me a hug, you'd pray that the pain&lt;br /&gt;goes away, you'd pat me to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd do exactly what you did before when&lt;br /&gt;I had that sickening fever during the June Hols.&lt;br /&gt;But now, Im all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ogay Abby, BE OPTIMISTIC.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BE A MORONIGGA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheese, I just simply detest her!&lt;br /&gt;So why not, do a silly dance, blow me a kiss, end it&lt;br /&gt;off with a fart, turn around &amp;lets all hope the&lt;br /&gt;wind is nice enough to take her to Iraq or something?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yow, you made me cry.&lt;br /&gt;Why are you like the others?&lt;br /&gt;Telling me Ive changed, telling me that Ive got&lt;br /&gt;to pick myself up once again, thats not&lt;br /&gt;helping. You're not helping me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just making me feel guilty for&lt;br /&gt;neglecting you &amp;everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like you said, the world doesnt revolve around me.&lt;br /&gt;Neither does it revolve around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lend a helping hand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheng was being sweet, his mom talked to me.&lt;br /&gt;She was pretty concerned about my moronic cramps.&lt;br /&gt;Cause she said that her friend, who, like me,&lt;br /&gt;never had killer cramps before, went for a check up&lt;br /&gt;&amp;found out she had &lt;strong&gt;STOMACH CANCER!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my mama! I almost died &amp;went to heaven!&lt;br /&gt;So she suggested that if I have anymore killer cramps,&lt;br /&gt;I must must must go for a check up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird, but she asked me if I've suffered any blows&lt;br /&gt;recently. &amp;silly me, I thought she was refering to fights.&lt;br /&gt;As in physical fights!&lt;br /&gt;So I said NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;I was wondering why she'd even bother&lt;br /&gt;tothink that such an innocent little thing like&lt;br /&gt;me would actually bother getting into fights!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAAAAHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im not AH LIAN! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Looks at Samoo the Poo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PANICKS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-115737734773706123?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115737734773706123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115737734773706123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-wish-i-could-carry-your-smile-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115729469066805091</id><published>2006-09-03T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T22:44:51.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;I wna fall in love with you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All over again, just with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isabel the fart wrote it for me! :D! &amp;yes, I see the emphasis on my braces!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/kayaroti%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/kayaroti%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Setia! :D The birthday girl from last week!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jammpack%20099.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jammpack%20099.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Jade looks like a MODEL! :D! for the Pepsi ad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jammpack%20138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jammpack%20138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The birthday girl giving Aishah a kiss. [:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jammpack%20126.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jammpack%20126.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Belnice &amp;Jade! :D!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jammpack%20124.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jammpack%20124.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;FIONN, SETIA, IDAYU &amp;MINGS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jammpack%20116.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jammpack%20116.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Ariel, Abby &amp;VanessaChew! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jammpack%20109.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jammpack%20109.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;IdayuHoney &amp;I.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jammpack%20108.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jammpack%20108.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Bel looked like Ms Ho that night!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jammpack%20103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jammpack%20103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Cutting the cake! Yummos!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jammpack%20143.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jammpack%20143.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&amp;yes! This is my little piece of art for Fionn!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Since she always says that nobody makes her anything!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/kayaroti%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/kayaroti%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Goodbye Escalate!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jammpack%20162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jammpack%20162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Slab work &amp;coiled pot! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jammpack%20163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jammpack%20163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Andre &amp;his daughter, J.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/kayaroti%20047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/kayaroti%20047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Andre says "I love you Jeremy"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/kayaroti%20072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/kayaroti%20072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Jeremy replies "I lubbzx you too Momma!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAHAHAHA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/kayaroti%20070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/kayaroti%20070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Baby J fell asleep in the car ride home!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/kayaroti%20077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/kayaroti%20077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Andre, the proud Mother of a daughter named Jeremy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/kayaroti%20076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/kayaroti%20076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Andre says "see the resemblance between mother &amp;child?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/kayaroti%20075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/kayaroti%20075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Did I mention? Jeremy the cat is a girl?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe she'll grow up &amp;cross dress like her mom, Andre!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/kayaroti%20055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/kayaroti%20055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&amp;FRAN SHOOTS THAT DEVIOUS DARE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/kayaroti%20049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/kayaroti%20049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I just couldnt climb that stupid spiderweb thing!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/kayaroti%20057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/kayaroti%20057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Cleaning the sand off my shorts!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bel took the photos!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/kayaroti%20052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/kayaroti%20052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There was this HAM SUM boy walking past lah!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/kayaroti%20050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/kayaroti%20050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ha! Bel! Dont try to scare me ogaaay!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/kayaroti%20024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/kayaroti%20024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;ITS MINE! ITS MINE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/kayaroti%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/kayaroti%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Checking out the bungalow rooms!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/kayaroti%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/kayaroti%20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-115729469066805091?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115729469066805091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115729469066805091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-wna-fall-in-love-with-you-all-over.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115728934245312367</id><published>2006-09-03T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T22:51:17.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;This may be the last thing that I write for long&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me smiling when I sing this song,&lt;br /&gt;for you and only you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She smiled; the world never felt quite so depressing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when it was bright. She spent the afternoon with Andre,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting about anything and everything under&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the big blue cloudy sky.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The hearts start breaking as the year is gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The dream's beginning and the time rolls on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It seems so surreal, now I sing it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somehow I knew that it would be this way,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somehow I knew that it would slowly fade.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I am gone, just try and stop me now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;QUICKTARDED REPLIES:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ayuthepu&lt;/strong&gt;: Hello Pu! Thanks for taking time out to spend&lt;br /&gt;time on the phone with me. Yeah yeah, its always&lt;br /&gt;Abby-&amp;-her-nuisance! But I'll always be there&lt;br /&gt;to listen to your problems too alright?&lt;br /&gt;Cheers. Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Passerby:&lt;/strong&gt; I have no idea who you are, &amp;amp;im sorry,&lt;br /&gt;I dont reply tags who are made by anonymous-s.&lt;br /&gt;So do leave your name. &amp;thankyou for your concern though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Idayu&lt;/strong&gt;: Hello Honey! Im really happy for you &amp;amp;Kay.&lt;br /&gt;You're the sweetest. :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheng&lt;/strong&gt;: CHEE-ENG! Mr Karchng, thankyou for the&lt;br /&gt;gentle reminders. I love you! Lets go jogging&lt;br /&gt;someday, you can jog &amp;i'll walk! SET?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mings&lt;/strong&gt;: ORH! You mati! Hahah, if Bel finds&lt;br /&gt;out you called her "THAT BALL!"! You sure die!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, thanks dear! I love you Mings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Farah&lt;/strong&gt;: Hello Fatass, thanks for the email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY, as I mentioned in the earlier post,&lt;br /&gt;was HORRID. I swear it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes were swollen, &amp;amp;it looked disgusting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I promised I'd be optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;So fuck those angst thingys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Fionn &amp;Fran at Novena at 5.&lt;br /&gt;We trained down to Pasir Ris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omgzxzx! I almost died &amp;amp;went to heaven please.&lt;br /&gt;BUT!! Hhaha, thank God for all the disgusting people&lt;br /&gt;of Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, we should thank them for the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FREE&lt;/strong&gt; entertainment they provide us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it was hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;There was this lady! In the train &amp;we were&lt;br /&gt;of course, minding our own business!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she caught our eyes! She stood out from the crowd!&lt;br /&gt;You guys must be wondering, stood out?&lt;br /&gt;In what way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WITH A TOOTHPICK &amp;amp;A MIRROR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! Hahaha, right hand holding the toothpick&lt;br /&gt;&amp;picking into her teeth &amp;amp;the mirror to see&lt;br /&gt;if she was picking the right holes with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HER FACIAL EXPRESSION! was so darn constipated!&lt;br /&gt;It sent Fionn, Fran &amp;I into fits of giggles!&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh! Simply horrendous yet hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being gan cheong spiders, we picked a fight&lt;br /&gt;with those losers who were hogging up loads&lt;br /&gt;of space at the interchange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Selfish asswipes!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately they were afraid &amp;amp;moved forward!&lt;br /&gt;Or I would have personally informed them that&lt;br /&gt;their butts werent THAT big &amp;didnt have to&lt;br /&gt;occupy such a wide surface area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TSK. Mofos!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we reached the bungalow, Bel was there! By the&lt;br /&gt;huge gate with a huge grin on her face!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I was there, panicking that Edwin would be&lt;br /&gt;there, &lt;strong&gt;THANKS to TAN SHI MING!&lt;/strong&gt; who made&lt;br /&gt;me ... oh nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully he didnt come.&lt;br /&gt;-phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pigged out on the buffet! YUMMOS!&lt;br /&gt;Fruitpunch tasted great ... somehow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed for the rooms! Yeah cause Bel had&lt;br /&gt;an overdose of alcohol! Thanks to Eunice!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha! To think that she thought it was Sprite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAH LA! SILLYBEL! TRY TO ACT COOL LA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fionn had to leave, so we walked her to the&lt;br /&gt;bus stop! &amp;headed to buy ice cream. Yummos! :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked to the beach!&lt;br /&gt;The seabreeze certainly calmed the nerves!&lt;br /&gt;I felt so relaxed. That feeling was so refreshing,&lt;br /&gt;yet so temporary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed for the playground!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recollections of memories came flooding in once again.&lt;br /&gt;Remember what you said during the June Hols?&lt;br /&gt;That you'd teach me how to cycle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I laughed at that thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said you'd make sure I wouldnt fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a slow walk back to the bungalow.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed for awhile then Fran &amp;i decided to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, we met Korean tourists who had&lt;br /&gt;some difficulties with their directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being ahem, good Singapore citizens,&lt;br /&gt;we took them from Pasir ris all the way to&lt;br /&gt;CityHall &amp;amp;then to The Oriental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 11.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;Showered &amp;talked to him on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Content, I fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;This morning, woke up looking at the time,&lt;br /&gt;comtemplating whether I should attend church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my lazy bum off the bed &amp;amp;hit the showers.&lt;br /&gt;Used a cab &amp;headed to Church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stood outside, staring at the church.&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what went wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Wondering why the people there suck so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignore those thoughts &amp;amp;entered.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed until worship ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Andre outside &amp;headed to buy his breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;Settled under some HDB flat &amp;amp;talked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, the truth hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;most of the times, I just wna get down to the bottom&lt;br /&gt;of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, I hope Andre got his sources wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I got a feeling my heart is dying.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why, I feel weak, as if its failing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suffered too many hard blows?&lt;br /&gt;Gee, I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked about studies, he helped me with&lt;br /&gt;my social &amp;amp;gave me tips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came along a stray cat.&lt;br /&gt;We named it &lt;strong&gt;J.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;thats how we came up with the quote,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Lose a boyfr, gain a cat"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, in the end, we had to let the cat go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the significance?&lt;br /&gt;I think its stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andre was its mother!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;boy, did they look good together!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cabbed down to my place,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;yeah! The cat was in his shoe bag!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;he was carrying it as if he was a proud&lt;br /&gt;mother leaving the hospital with her&lt;br /&gt;new born baby! :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama Amy was being really an noying.&lt;br /&gt;So I ignored her. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gave baby J., milk!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;wells, we expected it to be a boy,&lt;br /&gt;thats why I named it J. but Andre checked&lt;br /&gt;it out &amp;amp;it was a girl, so he forced me to change&lt;br /&gt;its name but LALALA! I refused!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its a girl with a boy's name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took it to my room, &amp;it kept hiding at&lt;br /&gt;the corner! -_-" &amp;amp;i was like "J! comeout!"&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah! &amp;that idiot gave J. my school belt&lt;br /&gt;to play with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupidfool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the fur was killing me.&lt;br /&gt;My nose was running away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we brougt it down &amp;amp;left it there!&lt;br /&gt;Poor baby J. )))))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll miss you J.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then headed off to meet Belnice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the bus, my heart ached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Something so sweet yet so bitter.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked to my left, saw a couple,&lt;br /&gt;holding hands &amp;having a happy convo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To avoid the gush of tears, I looked away,&lt;br /&gt;only to look down into the car next to the bus,&lt;br /&gt;where this married couple were holding hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgxz! The lady, held the man's hand&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;gave it a kiss. &amp;the man, returned his gratitude&lt;br /&gt;with a kiss as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My heart, it ached.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By then, tears were SO CLOSE to pouring.&lt;br /&gt;But I was saved by the bell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alighted &amp;amp;went to find Bel.&lt;br /&gt;We lunched at Magic Wok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was super confused.&lt;br /&gt;Who to believe?&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to town, got some things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;wells, Im home now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayuthepu wants me to say this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AYUTHEPU CAME TO MY RESCUE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JENG JENG JENG!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AYUTHEPU WAS WEARING REDPANTIES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONTHE OUTSIDE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JENG JENG JENG.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stupid Pu, are you satisfied?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her photo was in your wallet.&lt;br /&gt;How come you never kept ours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you never got to forget he r right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp;i never did mean anything right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;was i just a substitude?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All these questions unanswered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll wait &amp;we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;Did you or did you not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I choose not to believe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;dislike&lt;/strong&gt; her,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;detest&lt;/strong&gt; her.&lt;br /&gt;I dont like the fact you were once hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gna be Kenneth! &amp;amp;Im gna wait until&lt;br /&gt;that day comes, that maybe you'd appreciate&lt;br /&gt;something. That little something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;right now, this song is going&lt;br /&gt;out to you &amp;amp;to ayuthepu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One More Sad Song"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One boy, one girl, two hearts, their world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time goes by, secrets rise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One more, sad song, tears shed, she's gone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She'd take it back, if she only could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the perfect words they seem so wrong,&lt;br /&gt;She's gone. You wish that you could learn to see,&lt;br /&gt;The door is closed and you wish you could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone with you, alone with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What can I do, I cannot breathe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My heart is torn, for all to see&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone with you, alone with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best friend, worst thing, she's been, cheating&lt;br /&gt;Friend deceives, she leaves&lt;br /&gt;Last date. She cries, whispers, goodbye&lt;br /&gt;She walks once more, out that door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the perfect words they seem so wrong,&lt;br /&gt;She's gone You wish that you could learn to see,&lt;br /&gt;The door is closed and you wish you could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone with you, alone with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What can I do, I cannot breathe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My heart is torn, for all to see&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone with you, alone with me.&lt;br /&gt;Please stay, don't go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The hardest thing is letting go of you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please stay, don't go away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The hardest thing is letting go of you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what can I do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone with you, alone with me, what can I do?&lt;br /&gt;I cannot see, alone with, alone with, alone with you,&lt;br /&gt;alone with me, what can I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot breathe, my heart is torn for all to see,&lt;br /&gt;alone with you, alone with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDRE &amp;I. (OUR CONVO!)&lt;br /&gt;(Look at his idiotic nickname!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lost a boyfriend gained a cat =) mummy + maid loves u alot jeremy... says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lost a boyfriend gained a cat =) mummy + maid loves u alot jeremy... says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;wad happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;☆ abby; High&amp;lifted up says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;what what happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lost a boyfriend gained a cat =) mummy + maid loves u alot jeremy... says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...to jeremy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lost a boyfriend gained a cat =) mummy + maid loves u alot jeremy... says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ran away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;☆ abby; High&amp;lifted up says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;☆ abby; High&amp;lifted up says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i came back she wasnt there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lost a boyfriend gained a cat =) mummy + maid loves u alot jeremy... says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAHAHA! Mummy is actually Andre.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;Im the maid? Wth right?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-115728934245312367?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115728934245312367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115728934245312367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-may-be-last-thing-that-i-write.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115726713842655859</id><published>2006-09-03T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T15:14:04.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Tell me all that you've thrown away&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find out games you don't wanna play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She awoke with her head pounding. Her mouth as&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dry as Gandhi's sandal and her vision was impaired.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She leaned up one elbow and tried to open her eyes,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;which were somehow glued together. She squinted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;around. It was bright, very bright, and the room&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seemed to be spinning. Something very odd&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;was going on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you walk don't leave a note&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just put your hands on the back door&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you talk it's just a joke&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just know, I can't take it anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Summary of yesterday in one word:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HORRID.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheng asked what keeps me going?&lt;br /&gt;My answer: &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;FRIENDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit, I may not be blessed in the relationship&lt;br /&gt;section but Im most certainly blessed with&lt;br /&gt;a tonne of awesome fun-loving friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a pretty interesting day, shall share it&lt;br /&gt;with you guys later on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, here's something Andre &amp;I came up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Lose a boyfr, gain a cat!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go figure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;WE realized, whoever who's name is ____,&lt;br /&gt;isnt meant for me. ): Gee, maybe you&lt;br /&gt;should change your name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TATA-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-115726713842655859?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115726713842655859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115726713842655859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/09/tell-me-all-that-youve-thrown-away.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115717487976264630</id><published>2006-09-02T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T13:27:59.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Before we turn out the lights &amp;close our eyes.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you a secret I've held all my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She seemed to be living outside of her body,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;numb to everything but the pain in her heart,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in her bones, in her head. She was just so tired.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're - you're my number one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd do anything for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Catch the rain from the sky, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;even hold back the tide for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby baby, you're - you're my number one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With you I know I belong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I put the radio on and it's always playing our song&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone please share some joy with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Defination of the word &lt;strong&gt;JOY.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The emotion of great delight or happiness caused&lt;br /&gt;by something exceptionally good or satisfying; keen pleasure; elation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time I slept in peace?&lt;br /&gt;I HATE MY FUCKING LIFE OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABIGAIL WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR FUCKING PROBLEM.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please. Im tired.&lt;br /&gt;Im tired of suicide giving me friendly winks.&lt;br /&gt;Im tired of slamming doors.&lt;br /&gt;Im tired of throwing things around.&lt;br /&gt;Im just tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-115717487976264630?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115717487976264630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115717487976264630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/09/before-we-turn-out-lights-elation-when.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115713607213151841</id><published>2006-09-02T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T02:41:16.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;There's an angel standing next to me.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching for my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Werent you like this before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm never gonna say goodbye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cos I never wanna see you cry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I swore to you my love would remain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I swear it all over again and I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm never gonna treat you bad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cos I never wanna see you sad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I swore to share your joy and your pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I swear it all over again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened to that sweet yakult addict?&lt;br /&gt;I hope he doesnt just live down memory lane.&lt;br /&gt;I hope he shifts down to &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;present &amp;future avenue&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A traitor in our midst.&lt;br /&gt;Or should I say, &lt;strong&gt;TWO&lt;/strong&gt; traitors in &lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt; midst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of them &lt;u&gt;once&lt;/u&gt; meant alot to me.&lt;br /&gt;Now? Please stay &lt;strong&gt;FAR FAR&lt;/strong&gt; away from me, I &lt;strong&gt;NEVER EVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wna talk to you two ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Traitor #1.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for being my 4years darling.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for telling on me ah,&lt;br /&gt;I totally appreciated it. Not.&lt;br /&gt;Remind me again, never ever to trust you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Traitor #2.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some bastard, who didnt spare a thought for me.&lt;br /&gt;Some bastard, who talked my boyfr into thinking&lt;br /&gt;that he was doing the right thing, breaking up with me.&lt;br /&gt;Some bastard, who then ran off with some rgs tingtong.&lt;br /&gt;Some bastard, who broke my pu's heart.&lt;br /&gt;Some bastard, whom I never ever wna see ever again.&lt;br /&gt;Some bastard, whom I actually was foolish enough&lt;br /&gt;to call him a bestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That bastard, keep your distance from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, come to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Freaky ain't it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two close friends, frontstabbing me yeah?&lt;br /&gt;They didnt even bother doing it behind my back,&lt;br /&gt;they literally stabbed me where my heart&lt;strong&gt; was&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou, you guys, I totally appreciated it. not.&lt;br /&gt;Especially &lt;strong&gt;Traitor #2,&lt;/strong&gt; thanks for ruining&lt;br /&gt;two almost perfect lives for your own selfish desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fuck you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nahnahnah! Now, thats just about a fraction&lt;br /&gt;of my problems, you guys havent heard it all just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep, how could I?&lt;br /&gt;Each time Im about to doze off,&lt;br /&gt;another problem would come knocking&lt;br /&gt;on the door. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoo problems, Im sick of you, please go away.&lt;br /&gt;Go find someone else, I cant entertain you.&lt;br /&gt;Won't you just return me what you took away&lt;br /&gt;&amp;just leave? Please? I beg you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im tired &amp;on the verge of breaking down.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cant continue pretending Im fine.&lt;br /&gt;Being cheerful &amp;happy when  infact, deep&lt;br /&gt;down, everything seems wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;i ask God why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you take that boy away from me?&lt;br /&gt;Why God why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I dont want anything better,&lt;br /&gt;I want that boy. I only want that boy.&lt;br /&gt;So much to the extend that I think Im going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I ever end up in IMH,&lt;br /&gt;thankyou for driving me to that corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart feels like its been stomped on,&lt;br /&gt;it feels weak, it feels as if something is piercing through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I feel this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Abby why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There we go again,&lt;br /&gt;pretending that everything is okay.&lt;br /&gt;Running away &amp;avoiding the topic,&lt;br /&gt;hoping that it would never resurface again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you &amp;i both know, we have to face it someday, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;So why run? Aren't you tired? I know I am.&lt;br /&gt;10000000000000000times more tired&lt;br /&gt;than compared to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you'd live just one day in my life,&lt;br /&gt;experiencing how I feel each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you really think its by choice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did it just have to benefit you?&lt;br /&gt;Have you considered how I would feel?&lt;br /&gt;Knowing how emotional I am,&lt;br /&gt;knowing how I cant handle hard blows&lt;br /&gt;especially not on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then why did you choose to do it?&lt;br /&gt;You chose to believe that Im a strong person.&lt;br /&gt;You chose to believe that Im a cheap slut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does everything has to be one sided?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;worst! because of a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Burn that book.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Search the bibles written in different languages,&lt;br /&gt;may it be NIV or whatbullshitever! Search it &amp;tell&lt;br /&gt;me, when &amp;amp;where did God clearly states that&lt;br /&gt;a realtionship isnt meant for our age?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah-ur, it isnt in the ten commandments?&lt;br /&gt;So oh where oh where couldnt it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I know, it must be up that whoever-&lt;br /&gt;who-led chapels' ass! &amp;oh maybe you'd be able&lt;br /&gt;to find it up that authors's butthole as well. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plainly cause, they made it up.&lt;br /&gt;They led a deprived teenage life &amp;they want&lt;br /&gt;you people to be stupid enough to believe it,&lt;br /&gt;they just God's name in vain  to dupe you all into&lt;br /&gt;actually believing in such pure natural&lt;br /&gt;bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, that bastard &lt;strong&gt;(traitor #1)&lt;/strong&gt; claimed you were&lt;br /&gt;doing the right thing, look what he's doing now?&lt;br /&gt;He got himself an rgs girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did he really care about you the way you thought he did?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA! What a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im bitchy, so? sue me lah!&lt;br /&gt;Its true, look what he's doing &amp;compare it&lt;br /&gt;with what he told you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're on the right track, you'd realize how&lt;br /&gt;silly &amp;immatured you were, listening&lt;br /&gt;to deprived pastors &amp;amp;friends who supposedly&lt;br /&gt;claimed they care, but actually couldnt care less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, you should spare a thought for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe for a start &amp;for a change, ME. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am afraid&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth never stopped loving Rach.&lt;br /&gt;Though, Rach took a pretty long time&lt;br /&gt;to realize it, in the end, they still patched&lt;br /&gt;&amp;are pretty happy together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 came my way, 3 all rejected.&lt;br /&gt;I still choose you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if 10 were to come my way, 10 would all be reject.&lt;br /&gt;I would still choose you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like it or not.&lt;br /&gt;Make me or break me, happens to be in your hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like it or not.&lt;br /&gt;Following your heart or listening to deprived pastors,&lt;br /&gt;happens to be your decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you like it or not,&lt;br /&gt;Im still here, waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you to tell me "I love you".&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you to tell me "Everything is gna be alright"&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you to ask me "Do you still love me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just simple waiting.&lt;br /&gt;Without hatred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was never able to hate you.&lt;br /&gt;All I could do was blame myself.&lt;br /&gt;Im sick &amp;tired of this life.&lt;br /&gt;I dont ever wna wake up ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just let me rest. Etneral rest.&lt;br /&gt;Just want you to think about it carefully.&lt;br /&gt;Its me or its the deprived pastors/authors whom apparently&lt;br /&gt;dug their sermons/novels out from their asshole. -nodds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I be kind enough to suggest a better pastor &amp;author?&lt;br /&gt;How about Pastor Bob, Im sure he gets his sermon&lt;br /&gt;from the Bible! Oh yes! &amp;amp;how about Meg Cabot&lt;br /&gt;or Cecelia Ahern, they certainly write nice books.&lt;br /&gt;You can also try Nicholas Sparks, well, beats reading&lt;br /&gt;crap ass books from deprived authors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rick Warren sounds like a preferred choice too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The choice.&lt;br /&gt;Me or deprived authors/pastors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEE? Tough decision?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choose deprived authors/pastors &amp;i swear i'll&lt;br /&gt;never ever ever ever, not now, not in three years&lt;br /&gt;time, not even in 1000years time appear&lt;br /&gt;infront of you ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont avoiding you.&lt;br /&gt;Just be sure to attend my funeral &amp;snap&lt;br /&gt;a photo of how I look like in coffen &amp;amp;ah yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive also selected the neoprint I wna have enlarged&lt;br /&gt;for the photo that is to be placed infront&lt;br /&gt;of my coffin yeah! Fine choice of neoprint!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Id like sunflowers as the main flower item,&lt;br /&gt;no ju hua please. Its smelly &amp;it would stink up the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;yeah, could you please, before I depart from this&lt;br /&gt;shit hole place, tell me you love me. I'd like to take&lt;br /&gt;along all the sweet sweet memories we spent together.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;just leave all the bitter ones behind, yeah like&lt;br /&gt;how you chose fucked up pastors/authors to me. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah, get the picture?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;please notify me, the choice that you made&lt;br /&gt;before hand, so I wouldnt have to rush to get&lt;br /&gt;my will done. &amp;amp;also my hair, before I get&lt;br /&gt;comfy in the coffin, oh of course, i'd love to make&lt;br /&gt;an awesome last impression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;please invite my juniors, seniors, aqquantances (spellcheck?),&lt;br /&gt;uhhhhh &amp;amp;please dont even think of asking&lt;br /&gt;those two traitors mentioned in the above ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back to haunt them.&lt;br /&gt;Hehs! Pulling his girlfr's hair off sounds fun.&lt;br /&gt;3cheers for sweet revenge ayee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;yes, back to my invitation list,&lt;br /&gt;please invite all my online friends over&lt;br /&gt;to come join in the fun, i'd like my&lt;br /&gt;funeral to be a joyous occasion, oh oh&lt;br /&gt;please ask the Grace Haven kids along,&lt;br /&gt;i'd love to see Weijun &amp;amp;Gary playing catching&lt;br /&gt;at my funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;As for music, i'd like uhhh most of the songs&lt;br /&gt;Ive mentioned &amp;amp;put up on my blog!&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes! Air Supply would be good! :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my clothes, id like to wear my&lt;br /&gt;punkstar shirt &amp;my new blackshorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you make the right choice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to worry, you'll inherit all my underwears. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;Break another promise &amp;i'll break your neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"More Than Words"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying I love you,&lt;br /&gt;Is not the words,&lt;br /&gt;I want to hear from you,&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I want you,&lt;br /&gt;Not to say but if you only knew,&lt;br /&gt;How easy, it would be to show me how you feel,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;More than words,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;is all you have to do, to make it real,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Then you wouldn't have to say, that you love me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Cause I'd already know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;What would you do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;if my heart was torn in two,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;More than words to show you feel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;That your love for me is real,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you say,&lt;br /&gt;if I took those words away,&lt;br /&gt;Then you couldn't make things new,&lt;br /&gt;Just by saying I love you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's more than words,&lt;br /&gt;It's more than what you say,&lt;br /&gt;It's the things you do,&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah,&lt;br /&gt;It's more than words,&lt;br /&gt;It's more than what you say,&lt;br /&gt;It's the things you do,&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Now that I've tried to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;talk to you and make you understand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;All you have to do, is close your eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;And just reach out your hands, and touch me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Hold me close don't ever let me go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;More than words, is all I ever needed you to show,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Then you wouldn't have to say, that you love me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Cause I'd already know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;What would you do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;if my heart was torn in two,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;More than words to show you feel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;That your love for me is real,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;What would you say, if I took those words away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Then you couldn't make things new,(no no)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Just by saying I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-115713607213151841?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115713607213151841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115713607213151841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/09/theres-angel-standing-next-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115710326401036457</id><published>2006-09-01T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T18:25:43.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;PS. I LOVE YOU!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He's gone and he would never come back. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That was the reality, she would never again run&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her fingers through his soft hair, never laugh with&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;him so much her stomach would ache.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All that was left was a bundle of memories, and an &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;image of his face that became more &amp;more vague each day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Their plan had been very simple: to stay together for&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the rest of their lives. A plan that everyone within their&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;circle would agree was accomplishable.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They were bestfriends, lovers and soulmates,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;destined to be together, everyone thought. But as&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it happened, one day destiny &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;greedily&lt;/span&gt; changed its mind.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most of all she loved that when she hugged him her head&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;would be rest neatly just below his chin, where she could&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;feel his breath lightly blowing her hair and tickling her head.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;PS. I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're telling me that the book says it all?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;giving up on me, just cause the book says so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could you even compare me to the&lt;br /&gt;writings of that book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Author = Spawn of devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so maybe I realized yesterday, Im not a Christian.&lt;br /&gt;My fault? No no, I highly doubt it is.&lt;br /&gt;Blame life for being too unfair to me.&lt;br /&gt;Blame life. Not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not that I dont love God.&lt;br /&gt;No no, please dont get me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I do, infact I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just that I dont understand the way he works.&lt;br /&gt;It always bites me back in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so? I dont know. Dont ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I see your face with every punch I take, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and every bone I break, it's all for you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And my worst pains are words I cannot say, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;still I will always fight on for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to all whom sent smses after 11pm last night.&lt;br /&gt;I knocked out right after My Lovely Samsoon ended.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, WHO HAS THAT DVD AHHHH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wna wna wna wna wna borrow.&lt;br /&gt;SillyMings has got me addicted to it. :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Mings this morning!&lt;br /&gt;While waiting, I donated THREE times&lt;br /&gt;to those people who were doing that Yellowribbon&lt;br /&gt;flag day thingggy at TPY. :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had breakfast at Macs! Mingsypoo didnt eat. ):&lt;br /&gt;wahh, made me feel like a fatcow lorh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head to school, finally complete my Escalate proj.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;it doesnt look all that bad! :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to take home my slabwork &amp;amp;coilpot&lt;br /&gt;but Miss Low wants it for the exhibition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE! SIAO LIAO!&lt;br /&gt;It looks like poop! )))):&lt;br /&gt;Snapped photos of it today but but but ....&lt;br /&gt;Im so not gna post it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However! I shall be a kind soul,&lt;br /&gt;if you're kpo enough! Drop me an email&lt;br /&gt;or nudge me on msn &amp;i'll send you the photos! :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;those who wants the class photo taken with&lt;br /&gt;Mr Jiow &amp;Ms Syde!, you can either get the&lt;br /&gt;photo from me or Nicole Nithiya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I suggest getting it from NicoleN. cause mine&lt;br /&gt;is a little shaked unless you dont mind&lt;br /&gt;have double visions of your face la! :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways the 5hardworking souls that came back&lt;br /&gt;to school to complete the Escalate proj:&lt;br /&gt;Seiriol, Franky! (Fran), Mings, Setia &amp;amp;I! :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh MISS LOW SHOULD GIVE US&lt;br /&gt;CREDIT OF HARDWORKINGNESS! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;the rest, prepare to flunk ah!&lt;br /&gt;(kiddung!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS! MISS LOW IS OPENING&lt;br /&gt;THE ART STUDIO ON MONDAY &amp;amp;TUES!&lt;br /&gt;So do pop by if you wna pass cause uhhh incase&lt;br /&gt;you fools dont know, this project must be handed&lt;br /&gt;in when school reopens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, me, being a kind soul shall let you&lt;br /&gt;in on the details! (say thankyou!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art studio, second storey.&lt;br /&gt;Monday &amp;tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;8am - 5pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK... hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suggest you come early! Cause Miss Ho&lt;br /&gt;MIGHT lock the door! thanks to those&lt;br /&gt;people who kept pestering her to lend&lt;br /&gt;them paint for some drama workshop thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was suppose to lunch with Aunty Amy,&lt;br /&gt;Melvin, Clement, Aunty Linda &amp;amp;Jamie&lt;br /&gt;&amp;all those yadda yadda! But declined&lt;br /&gt;the offer cause I was rushing along with&lt;br /&gt;my art porj!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hunk, ClementFang! asked me to&lt;br /&gt;go shopping with him!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry dearest cousin of mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day perhaps! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwhich, while we were heading back to&lt;br /&gt;the interchange, I spotted a disgusting&lt;br /&gt;gruesome sight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this little boy!&lt;br /&gt;HE WAS PICKING HIS NOSE &amp;amp;WORST!&lt;br /&gt;EAT HIS OWN NOSE SHIT! -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-piaks my head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, his mother doesnt feed him enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mings was like "omgzxzx! omgzzx!"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Bel was "eeeeyurrr abigail!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i was ............. stoned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mings headed home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bel &amp;i went to town.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Minghui there! HAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunched at Yoshi. yumyu!&lt;br /&gt;Then headed to Artfriend to find&lt;br /&gt;-drumrolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNCLE PETER WEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah, he's the cutest in Artfriend!&lt;br /&gt;Love him to bits! :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to the library &amp;amp;then went&lt;br /&gt;to buy my book. :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahh, finally got it. Im a happy cow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he called. I smiled. A genuine smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I could find you now things would get better&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We could leave this town and run forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let your waves crash down on me and take me away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's a piece of you that's here with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's everywhere I go, it's everything I see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I sleep, I dream and it gets me by&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can make believe that you're here tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That you're here tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While walking home from that path which leads from&lt;br /&gt;TTSH to my apartment. Vague memories came&lt;br /&gt;gently to my mind, it was almost as if it blew with the gentle&lt;br /&gt;early evening breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt comfortable, too comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;Almost as if it was meant for me,&lt;br /&gt;as if the breeze was telling me not to forget,&lt;br /&gt;how blessed I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt strange. A little too strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the memories, including little details.&lt;br /&gt;Its all stored in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Never gna be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering whether to go church or not.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Leonard, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Big Apple Heartbreak"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;This can't be home anymore&lt;br /&gt;This can't be home anymore&lt;br /&gt;if you think i have not been missing the way &lt;strong&gt;he&lt;/strong&gt; breathes&lt;br /&gt;you are mistaken my friend I've fallen down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So put your mouth on my bloody knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night with me and I've broken your trust&lt;br /&gt;I hate to be the bond you know is gonna bust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Hurting lungs from breathing sighs of disgust&lt;br /&gt;This can't be home anymore&lt;br /&gt;This can't be home anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now cold concrete blank walls are&lt;br /&gt;Staring into your lonely eyes&lt;br /&gt;I duck behind them &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;and hope that you won't go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ask for answers to why I made you cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I never wanted us to fade out&lt;br /&gt;Resting on a love that fell apart&lt;br /&gt;Where are you, I need you&lt;br /&gt;You still have my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Still have my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I never wanted us to fade out (fade out)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Resting on a love that fell apart (torn apart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Where are you, I need you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;You still have my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Still have my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Peace be with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;addtional info:&lt;br /&gt;OMGZXZX!&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth Tan (kenizawa) &amp;Rach patched.&lt;br /&gt;OMGZXZX! So sweeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's his link!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kenizawa-.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.kenizawa-.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;refer to post made on 27thAug!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh POOPSY, Im jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told you life was unfair to me.&lt;br /&gt;But nooo, you chose not to listen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-115710326401036457?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115710326401036457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115710326401036457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/09/ps.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115701944390378876</id><published>2006-08-31T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T18:38:43.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jammpack%20156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jammpack%20156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mr Jiow in the SJI uniform! :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jammpack%20150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jammpack%20150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jammpack%20159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jammpack%20159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jammpack%20154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jammpack%20154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miss Syde's last day. ):&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jammpack%20151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jammpack%20151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Knives are my new found bestfriends.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;In my dreams&lt;br /&gt;I'll always see you soar&lt;br /&gt;Above the sky&lt;br /&gt;In my heart&lt;br /&gt;There will always be a place&lt;br /&gt;For you for all my life&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep a part&lt;br /&gt;Of you with me&lt;br /&gt;And everywhere I am&lt;br /&gt;There you'll be&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broke down during the song dedications.&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt take it anymore, i just had&lt;br /&gt;so much to say to you. &amp;the songs seemed&lt;br /&gt;to be doing the job for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Faith hill - There you'll be.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Westlife - My love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My love"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;An empty street, an empty house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A hole inside my heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm all alone&lt;/b&gt;, the rooms are getting smaller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wonder how, I wonder why, I wonder where they are&lt;br /&gt;The days we had, the songs we sang together.(oh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;And all my love, I'm holding on forever&lt;br /&gt;Reaching for the love that seems so far&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;So I say a little prayer&lt;br /&gt;And hope my dreams will take me there&lt;br /&gt;Where the skies are blue, to see you once again... my love.&lt;br /&gt;All the seas from coast to coast&lt;br /&gt;To find the place I Love The Most&lt;br /&gt;Where the fields are green, to see you once again... my love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I try to read, I go to work&lt;br /&gt;I'm laughing with my friends&lt;br /&gt;But I can't stop to keep myself from thinking. (oh no)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how, I wonder why, I wonder where they are&lt;br /&gt;The days we had, the songs we sang together.(oh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;And all my love, I'm holding on forever&lt;br /&gt;Reaching for the love that seems so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I say a little prayer&lt;br /&gt;And hope my dreams will take me there&lt;br /&gt;Where the skies are blue, to see you once again... my love.&lt;br /&gt;All the seas from coast to coast&lt;br /&gt;To find the place I Love The Most&lt;br /&gt;Where the fields are green, to see you once again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;To hold you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;To promise you my love&lt;br /&gt;To tell you from the heart&lt;br /&gt;You're all I'm thinking of&lt;br /&gt;Reaching for the love that seems so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I say a little prayer&lt;br /&gt;And hope my dreams will take its there&lt;br /&gt;Where the skies are blue, to see you once again... my love.&lt;br /&gt;All the seas from coast to coast&lt;br /&gt;To find the place I Love The Most&lt;br /&gt;Where the fields are green, to see you once again... my love.&lt;br /&gt;Say it in a prayer (my sweet love)&lt;br /&gt;Dreams will take it there&lt;br /&gt;Where the skies are blue (woah yeah),&lt;br /&gt;to see you once again my love. (oh my love)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the seas from coast to coast&lt;br /&gt;To find the place I Love The Most&lt;br /&gt;Where the fields are green, to see you once again.... My Love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to take my pu, &lt;b&gt;Ayunni.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;also the wonderfulest bimbo &lt;b&gt;Sonia.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for cheering me up when i oh so suddenly&lt;br /&gt;broke down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Samuel after school!&lt;br /&gt;Samuel the Poo! :D! Oh oh! Ive got a new&lt;br /&gt;name for him! &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;SAMOO!&lt;/span&gt; Nice right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I prefer poo! So lets just stick with poo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMUEL IS POO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;AYUNNI IS PU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;BEN IS AH POO! :D:D!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the Ben Im refering to is not Benedict (solution)!&lt;br /&gt;So please dont get mixed up!&lt;br /&gt;OR THERE'D BE A CHEMICAL REACTION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(okay, abby .. not funny)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poo &amp;amp;i went to PS.&lt;br /&gt;That boring poop place, just to eat his crispy chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-PIAKS MY HEAD!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HEY SAMUEL!&lt;/b&gt; Im sorrrrry for being so&lt;br /&gt;quiet &amp;all that shit! I was in a horrendous mood!&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, we decided to leave,&lt;br /&gt;he was gna meet his friends &amp;amp;i was gna meet&lt;br /&gt;MOTHERLY DELS! :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poo is adorable!&lt;br /&gt;I kept smiling to myself cause Dels kept&lt;br /&gt;making me laugh about something, &amp;he&lt;br /&gt;said I was weird. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;the next thing you know!&lt;br /&gt;He's the one smiling to himself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What were you thinking of ah!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're such a poo! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my mother!&lt;br /&gt;I saw (ahem!) . &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Code name: K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havent seen him quite awhile!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;next to him was &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Code name: Z,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whom I havent actually met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited at the cab stand for Dels, Jiayi &amp;amp;Bella!&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed to SCGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh! Whats with Ms Heng &amp;her &lt;b&gt;blubber?&lt;br /&gt;Her blubber is so out of place? Under her chin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-piaks head!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, she said that Dels &amp;amp;Bella were&lt;br /&gt;to stay in the canteen! &amp;yadda yadda!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;claims that she only recognises her girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which in this case are Jiayi &amp;i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POOPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left, used a cabby! Jiayi dropped Motherly Dels &amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;i&lt;br /&gt;off at Newton Mrt! &amp;from there, we made our way&lt;br /&gt;to Tpy! Then to Ec! Niggalette &amp;amp;all where there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE NIGGAS UNITE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, we landed up at fork &amp;spoon.&lt;br /&gt;Then I left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing how everythi g there happened,&lt;br /&gt;made me realize, how much i missed&lt;br /&gt;the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niggalette walked me back to the interchange.&lt;br /&gt;Hhahaha! I was afraid i might bump into&lt;br /&gt;some &lt;b&gt;unforeseen circumstances code name:K &amp;amp;Z!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh! The OM, Mr Tan! Scared the poop out&lt;br /&gt;of me please!Iwas walking with Niggalette &amp;he stuck&lt;br /&gt;out his hand right infront of my face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked tohim for awhile! Then left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride home was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot has happened ever since i set&lt;br /&gt;foot into the house, just wna thank Ben! Ahpoo!&lt;br /&gt;for calling me up &amp;amp;Mings dearest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, those who are going back to school&lt;br /&gt;for art tomorrow, do ring me up or leave&lt;br /&gt;a message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou. &amp;amp;Just wna apologise for being&lt;br /&gt;so vulgar, while blogging or in speech.&lt;br /&gt;Im just a little rough round the edges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for putting up with my nonsense!&lt;br /&gt;To everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gna upload photos now!&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll post it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. finally heard your voice again, you dont know how happy I was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-115701944390378876?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115701944390378876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115701944390378876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/08/mr-jiow-in-sji-uniform-d-miss-sydes.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115694499628123851</id><published>2006-08-30T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T21:36:36.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wna fucking live.&lt;br /&gt;I dont wna fucking go through all these pains.&lt;br /&gt;I just wna fucking be with you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST FUCKING KILL THE FUCK OUT OF ME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-115694499628123851?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115694499628123851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115694499628123851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/08/fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115694141511302006</id><published>2006-08-30T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T20:36:55.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember you told me once&lt;br /&gt;that if ever I missed you, all I had&lt;br /&gt;to do was hug my bolster &amp;think of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what Ive been doing! &amp;if possible,&lt;br /&gt;Im gna buy a small bolster to bring to school&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;hug it all day long. Cause you're never off&lt;br /&gt;my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, imagine how tiring that is?&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of you til it hurts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-115694141511302006?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115694141511302006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115694141511302006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/08/hug-it-all-day-long.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115694112130439892</id><published>2006-08-30T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T20:32:03.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/abby%20089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/abby%20089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;u&gt;It's an uphill human race,and I am falling down&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;IM MISSING NDP PRACS! )))))):&lt;br /&gt;Oh Poo. ):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS, today's song theme: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AVRIL LAVIGNE!&lt;/span&gt; :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ogay, so I &lt;b&gt;didnt&lt;/b&gt; have such an awesome day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got shot multiple times by dearest Pearlynlau &amp;Vic Chew!&lt;br /&gt;by their really really colourful water guns!&lt;br /&gt;Such poopheads! But I love them anyhow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE! Being my junior rocks!&lt;br /&gt;You get to bully me &amp;I never ever complain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im a nice small senior! :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Fernandez was in a rather horrible mood!&lt;br /&gt;He was shouting &amp;yadda yadda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started on my Escalate Project during art.&lt;br /&gt;Looks like poop laaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;I have no mood whatsoever for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAT OUT FOR PE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my horrible &lt;u&gt;flu+sorethroat+headache.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sitting out was funnn with Fionn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kept laughing at Minghui!&lt;br /&gt;Hhahaha! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;she scolded me)))):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Abby: Minghui! dont frown!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Minghui: -shoots me an act cute face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Abby: -faints!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, practiced the dance for the assessment!&lt;br /&gt;PANIC! So malu please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Buries head in the toilet bowl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"My girl Lollipop&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You make my heart go giddy-up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You taste as sweet as candy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're my sugar dandy.OOOHHHH-OH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My girl Lollipop&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never, never leave me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or you know it would grieve me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart told me so.OOOOHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you I love you I love you so&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I don't want you to know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need you I need you I need you so &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I'll ne'er let you go &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My girl Lollipop&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You make my heart go giddy-up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You set the world afire&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are my one desire&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh my heart told me so!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT SONG!  HAS BEEN STUCK IN MY HEAD&lt;br /&gt;SINCE PE LESSON! I think we heard it about&lt;br /&gt;1000000000000000 times in two periods!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bangs head against the wall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEE! I feel like watching Miss Swan! :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW IS TEACHERS' DAY!&lt;br /&gt;Too bad! Im not getting anything for anyone!&lt;br /&gt;I intended to get for &lt;strong&gt;Mr Limlim! Mr BERNARD CHAN! (:D:D!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;also Mr Fernandez! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought a sunflower would definately suit them!&lt;br /&gt;Esp Mr Limlim! Cause he already looks like a&lt;br /&gt;sunflower himself! :D!&lt;br /&gt;But hardy ha ha! I spent like half my allowance on&lt;br /&gt;sunday itself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELL YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;I bought Jerrold &amp;myself a cup of Fudge Brownie each!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I bought the materials for that dipshit screwed&lt;br /&gt;up english project!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh mmhm, not gna get anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RECEIVED INVITES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh goody goo!&lt;br /&gt;Its gna be blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Im tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired of everything!&lt;br /&gt;Tired of being the eldest in the family&lt;br /&gt;&amp;most of all, tired of trying to please&lt;br /&gt;everyone on the surface of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*You're included too, cant you see?&lt;br /&gt;Im trying to please you too? Im so &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fucking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;exhausted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why cant everything be like before?&lt;br /&gt;I could count on you when I was upset or happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now? I cant even tell you what made me upset or&lt;br /&gt;happy. Why are you doing this to me?&lt;br /&gt;Helping me? Or just simply driving me to that&lt;br /&gt;corner again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL, anyways.&lt;br /&gt;The good thing that made me happy was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Jiow commented on my improving grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIKE WHEN THE FUCK HAS HE EVER &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COMPLIMENTED ME? LIKE NEVER EVER!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've told my friends, yeah, they seem happy&lt;br /&gt;for me, but its different. They dont react&lt;br /&gt;the way you do, you would have encouraged&lt;br /&gt;me to do better &amp;tell me that I can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now? I feel like giving up.&lt;br /&gt;To see a good grade on my paper doesnt&lt;br /&gt;make me feel happy anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news:&lt;br /&gt;I had an arguement with my Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were there, you'd tell me, its okay,&lt;br /&gt;that I still have you &amp;that you still love me&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;all those things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(like you did, when i got scolded&lt;br /&gt;on our first month, remember what you told&lt;br /&gt;celeste on the phone?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUT ARE YOU HERE NOW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Answer is, you're not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're never around.&lt;br /&gt;You went away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;you claim its for my own good?&lt;br /&gt;But is it? Have you actually sat down &amp;amp;thought about it?&lt;br /&gt;Its just driving me back into that old dusty corner.&lt;br /&gt;If thats what you want, back into that&lt;br /&gt;corner where I came from before, then&lt;br /&gt;so be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dont blame me for breaking my promise.&lt;br /&gt;Despite you breaking all your promises,&lt;br /&gt;I still held on to the one I made, which is,&lt;br /&gt;not to inflict pain onto myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont blame me for breaking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im still staying up, for that phone call.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMH, my home to be.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fall To Pieces"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked away&lt;br /&gt;Then I look back at you&lt;br /&gt;You try to say&lt;br /&gt;The things that you can't undo&lt;br /&gt;If I had my way&lt;br /&gt;I'd never get over you&lt;br /&gt;Today's the day&lt;br /&gt;I pray that we make it through&lt;br /&gt;Make it through the fall&lt;br /&gt;Make it through it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna fall to pieces&lt;br /&gt;I just want to sit and stare at you&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to talk about it&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want a conversation&lt;br /&gt;I just want to cry in front of you&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to talk about it&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'm in Love With you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one,&lt;br /&gt;I'd be with till the end&lt;br /&gt;When I come undone&lt;br /&gt;You bring me back again&lt;br /&gt;Back under the stars&lt;br /&gt;Back into your arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know who you are&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know where to start&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know what this means&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know how you feel&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know what is real&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know everything, everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUMMARY:&lt;br /&gt;If I had my way, you need not have to leave.&lt;br /&gt;Everynight during quite time, I'd tell God about you,&lt;br /&gt;praying that one fine day we'd just make it through&lt;br /&gt;it all. Its too late to say that I dont wna fall to pieces,&lt;br /&gt;cause I have already fallen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;You're the only one,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd be with till the end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I come undone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You bring me back again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Back under the stars&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Back into your arms&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross my heart &amp;amp;hope to die. SUMPAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28195554-115694112130439892?l=urban-rebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115694112130439892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28195554/posts/default/115694112130439892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urban-rebel.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-uphill-human-raceand-i-am-falling.html' title=''/><author><name>abbywong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372559819364121285</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28195554.post-115684458150776122</id><published>2006-08-29T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T17:43:01.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jammpack%20108.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jammpack%20108.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/1600/jammpack%20105.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1906/2983/320/jammpack%20105.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dont push me to that corner.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"WHAT DAY IS TODAY?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;she asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;they replied "Tuesday!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I love Mings &amp;amp;Bel! :D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese sucked so badly!&lt;br /&gt;Im beginning to detest Zhang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mings was hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;She said "See her face! I feel like slapping!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Belnice was worst! Oh my MOTHER!&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes! &amp;amp;Ariel was screaming her lungs out&lt;br /&gt;"WHO HAS PAD!" she had to run all the way&lt;br /&gt;up to the Malay class &amp;ask as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-PIAKS MY HEAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Kanglao!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;here's to KANGLAO! (lets all pray that Zhang&lt;br /&gt;returns to China &amp;never return!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sings &lt;strong&gt;"Kanglao baby cant you see.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We belong together!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mok-chow didnt come to today!&lt;br /&gt;EVERYBODY SAY "EH-OH!!" Hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics was fun! It was Ms Syde's last day&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;she gave us kit kats! yummos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio just killed everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Sonia &amp;i were vandalising each other's arms!&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes! &amp;amp;she was telling everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Johnny depp was in bed with me last night!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home straight after school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH what a good girl abby is! :D:D!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DARYL IS ALWAYS RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;He talks about my character through chinese zodiac&lt;br /&gt;&amp;its freaking true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im someone who takes a long time in making a&lt;br /&gt;decision! &amp;amp;i need TONNES &amp;LOADS! of motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Daryl is right.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the promises made were intended to be broken.&lt;br /&gt;Was it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br
