<?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-3191893252232591546</id><updated>2012-02-01T22:32:52.427+08:00</updated><category term='Failure.'/><category term='We are who we are'/><category term='I&apos;ll survive all odds with you.'/><category term='Ehy brother'/><category term='liang po po . O.O'/><category term='It&apos;s better for you to hate me than love me'/><category term='*HAAAAAA*'/><category term='If this is what you want.'/><title type='text'>Babylicious</title><subtitle type='html'>Beautiful Nightmare</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-5727521310743591335</id><published>2012-02-01T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T22:32:52.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qmFqj5tJZwE/TylMGhuqpVI/AAAAAAAABEc/qBdl6RHwWiI/s1600/louistomlinsonbr0icon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="399" width="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qmFqj5tJZwE/TylMGhuqpVI/AAAAAAAABEc/qBdl6RHwWiI/s400/louistomlinsonbr0icon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOUIS TOMLINSON! (Y) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been going crazy over him. :&gt; MEOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-5727521310743591335?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5727521310743591335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2012/02/meow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/5727521310743591335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/5727521310743591335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2012/02/meow.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qmFqj5tJZwE/TylMGhuqpVI/AAAAAAAABEc/qBdl6RHwWiI/s72-c/louistomlinsonbr0icon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-3141153637206280534</id><published>2012-01-22T11:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T11:03:50.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day before Chinese New Year Eve</title><content type='html'>"The only way to be forgiven is to find someone who is willing to forgive."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellllloooo. :D &lt;br /&gt;It's been so long since I last posted. I've been mostly busy. I'm not lying! School has been a breeze. I've been catching up. Studying whenever I have time. I'm trying to study my previous sec 3 stuff also. Ohmygosh. SO BUSY!~ &lt;br /&gt;Since New Year's coming, I've been relaxing. Especially this weekend. I hardly get my weekends off. :/ it's irritating. But, the bad things is that I'll have to go back to studying AGAIN. Now that's shitty. Still, for good results in O level, I have to suffer nowwww. \o/ &lt;br /&gt;Let's have some weather forecast shall we? (: in short, Singapore's weather is a piece of crap. It's sunny one moment and rains like no tomorrow the next. Gosh. No wonder people fall sick so easily this days. I'm one of them, no doubt. With such a weak immune system, ANY illness can get to me. :/ I've had flu and cough. The good news is that I'm getting better and ready to kick ass! :D &lt;br /&gt;School has been nice to us students too! (: yesterday was new year celebration and it was A BLAST. Imagine the teacher and a whole load of other students wearing diapers and sucking milk bottles. My class is DA BEST. No kidding. (Y) there was games and fooooood! Our class is counted coorperative to a certain extent laa. But, we still had fun. :D after play and food, the class was in a BIG mess. Me and some other classmates stayed back to clean up. I sweeped and mopped leading to a little backache. Yeaa, thanks gramps for sweeping and mopping the entire house EVERYDAY. I appreciate that. :D &lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year also means new year clothes. Speaking of that, I have New year clothes, no new year bottom. LOLOL. I'll have to settle for shorts then.. I'll buy x2 next year! :D &lt;br /&gt;It's raining. But I still feel hot. :/ Ass weather. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all. :D BAI BAI! &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-cq08XMF1ol4/TxqUbuTbHmI/AAAAAAAABEA/R6LOOqx5VMw/s640/blogger-image-696674239.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-cq08XMF1ol4/TxqUbuTbHmI/AAAAAAAABEA/R6LOOqx5VMw/s640/blogger-image-696674239.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-datJYnQxC_Q/Txt8lBTEqVI/AAAAAAAABEQ/AN9aSUqNt5A/s640/blogger-image-53519844.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-datJYnQxC_Q/Txt8lBTEqVI/AAAAAAAABEQ/AN9aSUqNt5A/s640/blogger-image-53519844.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-3141153637206280534?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/3141153637206280534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-before-chinese-new-year-eve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/3141153637206280534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/3141153637206280534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-before-chinese-new-year-eve.html' title='Day before Chinese New Year Eve'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-cq08XMF1ol4/TxqUbuTbHmI/AAAAAAAABEA/R6LOOqx5VMw/s72-c/blogger-image-696674239.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-6886822190113758820</id><published>2011-12-12T23:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T23:05:16.743+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Failure.'/><title type='text'>SA = Bitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FzLrZpu5baU/TuYWXuqrhYI/AAAAAAAABDw/8nfyfG3TuYo/s1600/tumblr_lumvib7XC01qzwohzo1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FzLrZpu5baU/TuYWXuqrhYI/AAAAAAAABDw/8nfyfG3TuYo/s400/tumblr_lumvib7XC01qzwohzo1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. Boyfriend's birthday today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first was alright, than everything statrted to go haywire. Eye pain. Hand pain. Leg pain. Back pain. Heart pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* I was suppose to be the source of happiness for him today. In the end, I screwed up. Well done SA, you deserve 9346885378493 tightslaps on your face. What a bitch I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of people came to his birthday thing today. Was happy for him. But super disappointed in myself for not being able to do anything. I'm just a fucking freeloader in a sense huh. Go there just to eat, take photos and go home. Hmm. I couldn't even get him a gift. I should really train myself to 'not-scared-lonely' more often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I screwed up. Mum calls and yells. Pattern many many. Fatigue really caught up to me. Running around and falling down all because of a kite can really kill someone with a mental age as old as me. Few minutes later, his day will be over and I will have marked this day memorable to him. Argument on a birthday huh. First time I've on of such thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should type a long long long message to him tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bai. ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-6886822190113758820?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6886822190113758820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/12/sa-bitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/6886822190113758820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/6886822190113758820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/12/sa-bitch.html' title='SA = Bitch'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FzLrZpu5baU/TuYWXuqrhYI/AAAAAAAABDw/8nfyfG3TuYo/s72-c/tumblr_lumvib7XC01qzwohzo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-6609221758231861386</id><published>2011-12-04T22:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T23:30:15.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hour of the crazy idiot who starts to type</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682292633594849506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vgRqRKG-xh4/TtuPC089aOI/AAAAAAAABDY/35c7ITAud5A/s400/ESSA0780.JPG" /&gt;Hello hello hello. :&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have the sudden urge to write today. Step aside people! ESSA is here! Now I'm crapping. Crazy ass me. Heh. When I write, I prefer to have music around me. Anything music. As long as the tune is nice, I'm good. HEHEH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now playing - Mother in The Dream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello December! Hello my dear Noy's upcoming birthday! Time flies huh. 1 month passed, just like that. I'm a month older already! This is crazy. At this rate, I'll grow white hair in just a few years time. #worryworryworry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2012 is coming, I'm not excited. AT ALL. O levels? Uh-uh. I'm not prepared. I haven't even get over trig for the record. Gosh. I think I'll die next year. Literally. Stress is up and I'm definitly feeling it. No more staying out late for me next year. Study bad-ass hard and score well for my Os. I can do this. I know I can. I just don't know if I believe in myself enough. Hmm. #worryworryworry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now playing - It will rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was pretty frustrated for the past weekend. Like really. Mymother is crazy. Off the top. I don't even know what she's thinking. She can be in such a good mood and suddenly she can shout and scream and you. Is this even normal? Maybe that's why I decided to follow my dad under custody. I don't deal with shit. I can't. I can't even stay in the same room with her for a good 2 minutes. It gets awkward and I will make excuses to go to the bathroom or something. I don't know. Maybe I'm the abnormal one. I don't know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now playing - Advice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really can't hug you right now, ma. Really. It's almost like inner torture to me. No matter how much I don't like and hate the way you do stuff, but at the end of the day, you're still my ma. I'll try my best. But I need time. I'm sorry. I screw things up as always. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weird huh. I get emotional all of a sudden. I'm like that. Sorry sorry, I'll get my post more organised the next time. Heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now playing - 給我一個理由忘記&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a weird dream last time. LOLOL. And I mean really weird. D and S married each other, I was freaked out and kept scolding D for marrying her and I ranted to my girls for his stupidity. Maybe that's me. Getting all angry over shit that I cannot change. Urgh. I feel sick in the stomach. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone's hair looks nice these days. EXCEPT FOR MINE. Damn you hairdresser. My hair cut cost me $13 and you cut worse than the $3.80 woman down the street. Dammit. How did you get you hair cut license anyway? There is sucha thing right? Hair cut license? Whatever. Who cares. My fringe is growning well~ It better be. Or I'll cut off all the hair on the hairdresser's head. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now playing - Just A Dream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just found out, this whole post is about me talking shitty shitty stuff that really no one can actually understand. Maybe not exactly no one, one or two? Maybe. C'MON. Give me a break! URGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have nothing more to say. Till next time. Ciaooooo~ :&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682294914044925330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rr6exy2uH_s/TtuRHkSoFZI/AAAAAAAABDk/_9q_HZdRq2U/s400/REYNESSA.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vgRqRKG-xh4/TtuPC089aOI/AAAAAAAABDY/35c7ITAud5A/s1600/ESSA0780.JPG"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vgRqRKG-xh4/TtuPC089aOI/AAAAAAAABDY/35c7ITAud5A/s1600/ESSA0780.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-6609221758231861386?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6609221758231861386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/12/hour-of-crazy-idiot-who-starts-to-type.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/6609221758231861386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/6609221758231861386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/12/hour-of-crazy-idiot-who-starts-to-type.html' title='Hour of the crazy idiot who starts to type'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vgRqRKG-xh4/TtuPC089aOI/AAAAAAAABDY/35c7ITAud5A/s72-c/ESSA0780.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-487776020319022558</id><published>2011-11-27T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T23:25:54.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PLP4JKpJ8_E/TtJV4sj-tYI/AAAAAAAABDA/0CvnoLws7J0/s1600/ESSA2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679696512590722434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PLP4JKpJ8_E/TtJV4sj-tYI/AAAAAAAABDA/0CvnoLws7J0/s400/ESSA2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEY HEY HEY! :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Made a few changes. :D HEHEHEH. I was bored. :&amp;gt; And I thought it was nice. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heee. :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going out with Bestie tomorrow! Movie movie movie -&amp;gt; Breaking Dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope it won't disappoint us. Two poor girls poking a hole in our wallets just to watch this show. Seriously. If it sucks, I'm going to kill the director. #SWAG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now playing - Stereo hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was just looking at people playing the piano on youtube just now. *envy envy envy envy envy* Ohmygosh, I've always envied people who can actually play musical instruments. Y'know y'know. :&amp;gt; Yeaa, I kind of hyperventilate when I watch people play musical instruments. ESPECIALLY GUYS. DON'T JUDGE ME. I have a boyfriend, BUT! I'm not afraid to say this. I think he knows. YEA YEA YEA YEA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm in the typing typing typing moooooood todayyyy! HEHEH. :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was just thinking. Of. My. After. 16. Plan. It's huge y'know! 16, after o levels and I will chiong to some JC (If I can) or some Poly. I will continue studying, get over the lecturers, and try to get myself married off at 18!~ Yes. I love hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After thattttt, I'll continue my studies. Stay here or go some other country, get a job after that. Have a few kids. Yeaa, stuff like that. :) I'll move house, live somewhere else with my husband and my beautiful kids. HA! Actually, I think this is some normal life. Except for the marrying so damn early. #LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now playing - Set fire to the rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I take too much time just to blog. Dammit. I should think faster. Actually, I can't. LOL. If my brain can move at such speed, I'd be a damn genius. (-.-) I'm serious. Such blogging needs time and patience ohkaye~ There's the planning crap also. I need to think systematically. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now playing - E.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I'm typing too slow. I'll end hereeeee. Till I feel like typing crazy stupid and idiotical things. Bai. (^^)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;V{♥}N&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-487776020319022558?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/487776020319022558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/11/changes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/487776020319022558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/487776020319022558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/11/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PLP4JKpJ8_E/TtJV4sj-tYI/AAAAAAAABDA/0CvnoLws7J0/s72-c/ESSA2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-4985425251655919843</id><published>2011-11-27T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T22:06:48.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have totally nothing to dooooo. :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought I should change things in this blog. :D HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRB BRB BRB BRB BRB. :&amp;gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-4985425251655919843?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4985425251655919843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-have-totally-nothing-to-dooooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/4985425251655919843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/4985425251655919843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-have-totally-nothing-to-dooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-150951341014854398</id><published>2011-11-24T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T22:26:17.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored Bored Bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_b_wLilP9vk/Ts5PvfdD4cI/AAAAAAAABC0/yu9JzwtFldY/s1600/snapshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678563857476608450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_b_wLilP9vk/Ts5PvfdD4cI/AAAAAAAABC0/yu9JzwtFldY/s400/snapshot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Helloooooo!~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm bored, so I just came in and blog. :/ Holidays like no life like that. Heh. I have homework, but I never have the mood to do them, I can't even bring myself to go tuition. How pathetic. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But! Since it's the holidays, I have a whole load of time on my hands. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So many things to do!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shopping, Manicure and out with my lil goodies. (Y)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Miss em. It's been so long since I went out with them, AS A GROUP. With everyone present. :/ Damn. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm bored. My brain isn't really working, so I can't really type good stuff. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME. Also, I've grown fatter. :/ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The jeans I was supposed to wear to Taiwan don't fit me anymore.. I'd need to go shopping, again. This time, FOR PANTS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;For now, that's all, BAI BAI BAI. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-150951341014854398?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/150951341014854398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/11/bored-bored-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/150951341014854398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/150951341014854398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/11/bored-bored-bored.html' title='Bored Bored Bored'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_b_wLilP9vk/Ts5PvfdD4cI/AAAAAAAABC0/yu9JzwtFldY/s72-c/snapshot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-8176542903204956952</id><published>2011-11-01T19:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T19:56:43.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Footloose</title><content type='html'>Hellllllllooooo!~ &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Big announcement! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY VANESSA . L! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Went to watch FOOTLOOSE today!~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It's nice y'knowww!~ :D Let's just dance the night away! :D No, that's a song. I'm not that crazy YET. HEHEHEHEH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm so happy todayyyyy! HEHEHEH. YAYAYAY. {♥}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Baibai babies! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-8176542903204956952?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8176542903204956952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/11/footloose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/8176542903204956952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/8176542903204956952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/11/footloose.html' title='Footloose'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-2661415401473565450</id><published>2011-10-31T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T19:34:26.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOHOHO.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bbUGXENldlg/Tq6HnaXmbFI/AAAAAAAABCQ/9VVgy3B4KgM/s1600/IMG_0637.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bbUGXENldlg/Tq6HnaXmbFI/AAAAAAAABCQ/9VVgy3B4KgM/s400/IMG_0637.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669618092068990034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; {♥}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-2661415401473565450?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2661415401473565450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/10/hohoho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/2661415401473565450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/2661415401473565450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/10/hohoho.html' title='HOHOHO.'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bbUGXENldlg/Tq6HnaXmbFI/AAAAAAAABCQ/9VVgy3B4KgM/s72-c/IMG_0637.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-1071209796871720419</id><published>2011-10-31T18:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T18:44:35.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you, so much.</title><content type='html'>Hellooo. (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm back. Again. I'm sorry, I have too much to say this few days..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously, I come in with a heart full of troubles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss you so much. Yes, you. In 2 days, it's going to be my birthday. I've always been thinking about how I'm going to celebrate it with you.. I've been looking forward to it all this while. I know. I'm abit naive. So old already, still so excited about birthdays. But, please  understand, it's the first time i'm celebrating with him, the person I love so much..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss you for being my best friend. But most of all, you're my boyfriend. We quarrel and argue, I had to talk to someone. I tried to keep in all of them. But I couldn't. Can we stop all this? Please. I don't want to act like strangers. I want it to be like last time. When we talk till late at night on the phone. Make idiotic and words that make no sense. Insult each other for no rhyme or reason. We were like that. Now, we are nothing. Our relationship is just a status. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can we be like last time? Maybe not. But I hope we will continue to be happy together, forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-1071209796871720419?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1071209796871720419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-miss-you-so-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/1071209796871720419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/1071209796871720419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-miss-you-so-much.html' title='I miss you, so much.'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-7701322587936988234</id><published>2011-10-30T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T00:43:32.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I die young</title><content type='html'>Hoho, it's been so long. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How about I twirl my life into a story? :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's me and him. And our little circle of friends. It's  been a hard month and I mean very hard. There's the EOY results. Our relationship. Our friendship. Our personal life. It's all pretty effed up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So boy, let me tell you what our relationship timeline is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;1st month. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It passed so fast. We were so happy. There was really nothing wrong at all. It was the happiest period. My happiest period. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2nd month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Well, we quarreled. But it's good right? They say quarreling between couples bring both of them closer to each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;3rd month, 4th month, 5th month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Things are taking a turn. We quarrel more and more, fiercer and fiercer. Our temper get the better of us. Twitter wars. Friends need to step in and help us out. Tears are spilled. Trust is broken. Nothing is the same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Why is this happening? Really. Why did I fall for you? I thought I would never fall for you. I never thought I would. I hurt you with my words. Kill you with my ignorance. I must have been hit by a cupid. But I don't fall in love for nothing. I fantasize of lasting long. One day, I thought of you. Lasting long with you. It really wasn't a bad idea. That's when I knew I fell for you. That I loved you. Just like the way you loved me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm not typing all this hoping that you'll see it. I rather this bury deep inside some pit, no one will be able to know. No other guy treated and loved me the way you did to me. I didn't know how hard I fell for you after our umpteen arguments. Where I'll let you see how idiotic and irrational I am. How happy that I know you forgive me and we will still be continuing out journey to our forever together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;No, I won't blame you for hating me. I am not even someone who is even worthy of your love. Your love that makes someone happy, frustrated, irritated. You do things your style, I do it my way. I may not be happy with the way you do things, but I overlook them. I love you too much to care about small things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;You always get upset when I get upset myself. Through that, I learn to tell myself to be strong. To be a girl to bring you joy no matter how bad things are. Does that show how much I love you? I'm not really sure if it's enough for you. I know you want to end things, cause its easier for you. But I really don't want to. I don't want to lose you at all. Maybe you'll see this. Than you'll understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I love you too much to let you go. I already feel you slipping away from my hands. Please, please don't leave me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-7701322587936988234?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7701322587936988234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/10/if-i-die-young.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/7701322587936988234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/7701322587936988234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/10/if-i-die-young.html' title='If I die young'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-4240136395467716411</id><published>2011-10-16T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T22:51:02.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xqhe2n6aQqM/TprvRF4Y1yI/AAAAAAAABCE/MaAsoWjYM4w/s1600/SNAPE%25E2%2599%25A5.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 169px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xqhe2n6aQqM/TprvRF4Y1yI/AAAAAAAABCE/MaAsoWjYM4w/s400/SNAPE%25E2%2599%25A5.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664102558287320866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-4240136395467716411?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4240136395467716411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/4240136395467716411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/4240136395467716411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xqhe2n6aQqM/TprvRF4Y1yI/AAAAAAAABCE/MaAsoWjYM4w/s72-c/SNAPE%25E2%2599%25A5.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-5845284226124852388</id><published>2011-10-16T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T22:47:47.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XcFJQXBb970/Tprs0e7qQTI/AAAAAAAABB4/eZQ_CQdvEI0/s1600/SNAPE%25E2%2599%25A5.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 169px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XcFJQXBb970/Tprs0e7qQTI/AAAAAAAABB4/eZQ_CQdvEI0/s400/SNAPE%25E2%2599%25A5.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664099867772469554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I can't believe I just have to cry and get over myself. I love you too much. i think more than how much you love me. I have to destroy myself, think what you say and rack through my entire brain to think what is wrong between us. Yes, we thrash it out. But how many times do I end up not crying by myself. Pain can seep through me and I break down and cry so bad till I sleep. I'm not blaming you. Just that, can you tell me what happen next time? All at one shot? Please. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-5845284226124852388?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5845284226124852388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-cant-believe-i-just-have-to-cry-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/5845284226124852388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/5845284226124852388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-cant-believe-i-just-have-to-cry-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XcFJQXBb970/Tprs0e7qQTI/AAAAAAAABB4/eZQ_CQdvEI0/s72-c/SNAPE%25E2%2599%25A5.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-8489383759805718232</id><published>2011-10-16T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T22:31:15.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oSGq5hq6otQ/TprppsuasqI/AAAAAAAABBs/uxkrimNU0E4/s1600/IMG_9760.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oSGq5hq6otQ/TprppsuasqI/AAAAAAAABBs/uxkrimNU0E4/s400/IMG_9760.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664096383961576098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Talk to me.. Please. Please. I'm begging. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-8489383759805718232?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8489383759805718232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/10/talk-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/8489383759805718232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/8489383759805718232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/10/talk-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oSGq5hq6otQ/TprppsuasqI/AAAAAAAABBs/uxkrimNU0E4/s72-c/IMG_9760.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-1481792743099114755</id><published>2011-10-16T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T21:03:48.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONG YAN LINNNN. ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LUdkXC37-_E/TprTdh1nJMI/AAAAAAAABBg/xO1hjYpQHyY/s1600/IMG_9995.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LUdkXC37-_E/TprTdh1nJMI/AAAAAAAABBg/xO1hjYpQHyY/s400/IMG_9995.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664071985624720578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WOMANNN. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See that BHB woman, want me to post one post for her, so being the best woman on EARTH, I post for her lo. :D HEHEHEHE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoho, I love this woman laa, Nope, I ain't no lesbian. No get me wrong. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She sho nice yaww. :B we got to know each other like this year. To be serious, WE DIDN'T QUARREL. O.O HOLY. We're kewl. KEWL KEWL KEWL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WAHAHAH. I love you womannn. :D ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-1481792743099114755?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1481792743099114755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/10/ong-yan-linnnn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/1481792743099114755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/1481792743099114755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/10/ong-yan-linnnn.html' title='ONG YAN LINNNN. ♥'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LUdkXC37-_E/TprTdh1nJMI/AAAAAAAABBg/xO1hjYpQHyY/s72-c/IMG_9995.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-2090949427205936043</id><published>2011-10-02T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T22:24:03.299+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;ll survive all odds with you.'/><title type='text'>The thought of you being lonely after I die, scares me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W4MDd3l2a80/TohseV090II/AAAAAAAABBY/T3vDuqkMeKc/s1600/IMG_9827.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W4MDd3l2a80/TohseV090II/AAAAAAAABBY/T3vDuqkMeKc/s400/IMG_9827.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658892200302203010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a hell of awhile. I've not been going out, No pictures AT ALL. Super duper friggishly no life. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have to study super hard in order not to retain. I'm not going to be the odd ball in the class that is 1 year older than my supposed to be JUNIORS. Nopee, that ain't happening. Not when I studied so hard. If I fail, -'- all of the teachers! Something must've been wrong with them~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last para is for Noy noy noy noy noy noy noy! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoho, this crazy idiot has loved me for ideekaye how long. x.x Crazy ass can even take my irritating temper and stupid ways. I remember how he would always accompany me to wherever I want at whatever crazy timing, even when his parents will murder him. SO, this just made me more dependent on him, more than anyone else. Aww. {♥} Hee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Essa {♥} Noy. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-2090949427205936043?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2090949427205936043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/10/thought-of-you-being-lonely-after-i-die.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/2090949427205936043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/2090949427205936043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/10/thought-of-you-being-lonely-after-i-die.html' title='The thought of you being lonely after I die, scares me.'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W4MDd3l2a80/TohseV090II/AAAAAAAABBY/T3vDuqkMeKc/s72-c/IMG_9827.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-8082911772400852117</id><published>2011-09-07T21:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T21:08:21.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't want to play the broken-hearted girl.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8gdTJjvyco4/TmdpVslD2nI/AAAAAAAABBQ/5IiTnYdLzWc/s1600/V%252BG2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8gdTJjvyco4/TmdpVslD2nI/AAAAAAAABBQ/5IiTnYdLzWc/s640/V%252BG2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hello hello hello! :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a long long long long time! Sho many months passed, so many things changed, so did he.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe this. We've been together for more than 3 months, but it's like we still don't understand each other. I don't get what the hell is wrong in between. Maybe I was too rash in starting. All the happiness faded away. Without second thought, both of us are like cold war-ing each other. He hinted that I've changed, but I never did. He just never knew me enough. It's just so irritating. I can't deny that I'm not the best girlfriend he'll ever get. But I'm damn sure I will never be the worst. I think I've held on long enough.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know what to do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;URGH.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bai bai. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-8082911772400852117?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8082911772400852117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-dont-want-to-play-broken-hearted-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/8082911772400852117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/8082911772400852117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-dont-want-to-play-broken-hearted-girl.html' title='I don&apos;t want to play the broken-hearted girl.'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8gdTJjvyco4/TmdpVslD2nI/AAAAAAAABBQ/5IiTnYdLzWc/s72-c/V%252BG2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-1525943152135610268</id><published>2011-05-17T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T21:16:16.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;HELLO IDIOT PINOY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I HEREBY ANNOUNCE THAT I'M SORRY FOR ASKING YOU TO GO DOWN TO PLAZA FOR NUTS. JUST BECAUSE YOU NEVER LISTEN TO ME WHILE YOU WERE ON YOUR WAY THERE, AND DON'T INTEND TO TURN BACK WHEN I TOLD YOU TO DO SO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;SO HERE'S TO YOU. SHORRY!~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;YOU JOLLY WELL KNOW I'M NOT SINCERE. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-1525943152135610268?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1525943152135610268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/05/sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/1525943152135610268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/1525943152135610268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/05/sorry.html' title='Sorry!~'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-6744202690001796251</id><published>2011-05-15T10:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T11:37:35.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boom boom boom, even brighter than the Moon moon moon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_fv1n0UMVZE/Tc85PR2pCKI/AAAAAAAABBA/TNRxeowztaw/s400/RAHH.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606762995752962210" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;RAHH! I scared you . :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heyo peepo. :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MYE end already!! Woohoo! After MYE = Go out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whole loads of places to go this weekend. Monday no school, Tuesday also. (Y) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The school loves us too much. HAHAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday the thirteenth, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YM_95Z5FpOo/Tc8_KQ18s0I/AAAAAAAABBI/KBMc8au9vFo/s400/Fast%2B%2526%2BFurious%2BBowling%2BPooling.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606769506652042050" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE WERE SUPPOSED TO GO CYCLING YOU CRAZY ASS POLPOLS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Siala, Yes, we went off track. Watched Fast &amp;amp; Furious 5! A lot of action ahh. Eat popcorn until full. ^^ Wait wait. We went to pinoy's house first. Wasted a lot of time there. Long long bus ride and photo spammed. Than movie -&amp;gt; Bowling -&amp;gt; Pool -&amp;gt; Home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;14th May,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Out again, BUT NO PHOTOS. ^~^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatt. I'm just lazy. Pooled and went fishing to earn money. Yes, I earn money. Luck was on my side. ^^ Causght turtle and stingray. Won money, instantly went to collect. $10 in my pocket. So shiok. Feels like people giving money to me. ^^ I'm turning psychopath. HAHAHA.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slack after that and went home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Today?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NO ACTIVITY AT ALL. FML hardcore. :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Byee. Milo time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-6744202690001796251?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6744202690001796251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/05/boom-boom-boom-even-brighter-than-moon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/6744202690001796251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/6744202690001796251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/05/boom-boom-boom-even-brighter-than-moon.html' title='Boom boom boom, even brighter than the Moon moon moon.'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_fv1n0UMVZE/Tc85PR2pCKI/AAAAAAAABBA/TNRxeowztaw/s72-c/RAHH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-689909665025224149</id><published>2011-05-09T20:00:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T21:09:58.956+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We are who we are'/><title type='text'>Superhero</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Hey beautiful . (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;I just got the sudden temptation to post something since i'm going to stay up late tonight and i've got plenty of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Family is effed up. Best friends have had broken up. My life is a total mess. Thank God I have you my dear faggots to hear me talk and rant and bullshit. People don't understand me the way you all do y'know. Love y'all. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mnFftwomq4U/TcfY8CDYkxI/AAAAAAAABAA/d8G0pekUIX8/s400/200608_1859159272866_1057411962_32161351_2570173_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604686787140686610" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;You all best la. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;MYE Leaving me super exhausted. Have to stay up late just to study. I know it's bad for health, at least it may help a little bit right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;But but but, I'm not the only one ohkaye!? This two faggots are also staying up with me. Aww. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FlkzKsgrF8A/TcfdKsnYoOI/AAAAAAAABAg/6gZFdJiN-q4/s400/206436_1859159672876_1057411962_32161352_7862687_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604691437130653922" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Heh. Faggot team had fun together! Went ice skating and eat a lot together. We have all become FAT people. Yes, Fat. Pinoy may disagree, but I don't careeee! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;As I have said, Polpols have been hearing me talk crap and saw me cried my eyes out when I didn't become Air Rifle chairman. HAHAH. I'm not holding a grudge here, hellow?! I'm not sad that my dear baby friend became chairman, I'm just sad I'm not it. GET IT? Betcha do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PJLFdhaWkkQ/Tcfe8AGmzTI/AAAAAAAABAo/FyHE_iKS-gw/s400/IMG_9943.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604693383687097650" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Luvya max woman! I'm super sure you will do a much much much much better job than me alright? ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;HOHO, also hor, Mr Lau is switching to NPCC! Means I'm stuck with the faggot Ku Tin Tin. OHMYGOSH. God Bless Me. AMEN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Alright, I'll go back to ice-skating!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;First time I go ice-skating, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;b&gt;ACHIEVEMENT: I NEVER FALL DOWN. AT ALL. BEAT THAT.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Fine fine, I'll credit it to the 3 Polpols who let me hold them around the ice ring although I keep screaming and just won't try to skate by my own in the first half and hour. Especially PINOY and Yan Lin. ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;But, My shoe size was a freaking size 4! That's like super small! And the few faggots are like laughing at me because I got small feet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XCV3rgmrBbg/TcfhkJwSsZI/AAAAAAAABAw/YYkJFKXW6wM/s400/223237_217785611567219_100000073445393_923747_5669193_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604696272495882642" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Not bad right!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;It's so small till it's cute. ^^ I know what you're thinking. SHUDDUP! Took loads of poloroid photos also. BUT, someone unfortunately lost ittttt! *narrows eyes* Who harr? :B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;I want go cycling next, Polpols! :D I very long never cycle already! Must let this lil' girl with small foot go! :B ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;After exams = PARTAYE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;June holidays June holidays June holidays!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fdgjxd1KHLI/Tcfj5q9TtjI/AAAAAAAABA4/4cgPZBlgApw/s400/tumblr_lkrsubiYWj1qaj5jro1_500.gif" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 305px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604698841209353778" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hell lots of plans coming up! *giggle*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Shyapping! Working! Computering! Sleeping! HUAT AH! :B ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Can't wait, can't wait, can't wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Family abit effed up nowadays. I'm crazy and happy, but i'm human. I have to be sad at times. I'm not an effing robot y'know?! :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But after all this shit, they are still my family, have to learn to forgive and forget. Understand what the shit they are thinking and put myself into their shoes. Although their shoes may stink, but, you get the drift. Family is family, you're not related by blood for nothing. Blood is thicker than water. It's true. No matter how fucked up your family is, no matter how fucked up you think your state is, you still have to hold on, give them a chance. You can't be saying since the day you were born, your parents have been giving you a effed up life right? If yes, it's definetely false. Cause 1st day when you're born, you're in the hospital under a care of a nurse. (: TA-DA! I win. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have wisdom! MUAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Goodbyee! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;♥s to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-689909665025224149?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/689909665025224149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/05/superhero.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/689909665025224149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/689909665025224149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/05/superhero.html' title='Superhero'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mnFftwomq4U/TcfY8CDYkxI/AAAAAAAABAA/d8G0pekUIX8/s72-c/200608_1859159272866_1057411962_32161351_2570173_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-4656696357267477906</id><published>2011-03-16T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T23:26:13.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't have to talk to me in this manner.</title><content type='html'>I know how to do things my own way. I don't feel the same with you as like last time anymore. You know it, and you can't deny it. I'm sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-4656696357267477906?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4656696357267477906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/03/dont-have-to-talk-to-me-in-this-manner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/4656696357267477906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/4656696357267477906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/03/dont-have-to-talk-to-me-in-this-manner.html' title='Don&apos;t have to talk to me in this manner.'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-5096090639495062120</id><published>2011-02-17T17:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T17:41:22.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeing the person you love love someone else. Do you know the pain?</title><content type='html'>Hello hello. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to go pool just now, but no girls. So forget it. I very lazy find pictures to post. So, this will be wordy wordy. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually not la, also nothing much to post. I have nothing to say. So many things running around my mind. Next thursday competition already! Stress stress. Tomorrow still got intensive training somemore. Gosh. But i'm still able to skip school. GOOD. (Y) Hope can get the results I want. 380!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next friday is cross country! Can't wait. Run and get try to get top 10. Hope I can!! WAHAHAH. I mean, if me and yan lin get like top 10, free food leh! So cool. After cross country, going for steamboat. YAY. All this also not really confirming how many people going. LOL. So, I cannot get my hopes too high yet. Hope more people can go! 8-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-5096090639495062120?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5096090639495062120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/02/seeing-person-you-love-love-someone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/5096090639495062120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/5096090639495062120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/02/seeing-person-you-love-love-someone.html' title='Seeing the person you love love someone else. Do you know the pain?'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-666286177781473279</id><published>2011-02-11T21:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T21:53:43.468+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='*HAAAAAA*'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ehy brother'/><title type='text'>Ehy sister, *AHHHHH!*</title><content type='html'>Hello. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from camp! WOOHOO! Camp is so fun la! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit boring, I raped Yu Chao's hat from him. HAHAH. so funny. Than played the teamwork building stuff. Fun. Than keep looting Intructer's Ray Ben sunglasses. IT'S SO NICE!! Made antenna on yu Chao's hat! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trekking. Cooked maggee mee. So nice! After that, WATER ELEMENTS! WHOOO!! Keith so fierce when building the raft. Yi Ming damn irritating also. WTH. Water Elements i screamed like mad, visited Yu Chao's "hometown" and his cousin's "hometown". HAHHAHA. Inside joke. Than I keep swim away, make until Yan Lin and that Fadhli need to come and pull my leg. LOL. Than still got Idiana Jones! that one really scream like some shit like that. AHHAHA. Stupid teh tarik. EEYER. Only Keith got away with it. I stick antenna on Yu Chao's cap again. Still got campfire! Dance until so chiong. I don't like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going home! So sad la. The bathroom got no doors and still got ants. EEYER. Ohkaye, go home take like idk how long. Went to eat Aston, Reynoso treat, drink bubble tea, than go play pool. I SO LONG NEVER TOUCH CUE STICK ALREADY!! Ohmygod. Tahn home-d. Now at mum's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep! That's camp! Have fun reading all this teeny tiny words. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-666286177781473279?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/666286177781473279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/02/ehy-sister-ahhhhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/666286177781473279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/666286177781473279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/02/ehy-sister-ahhhhh.html' title='Ehy sister, *AHHHHH!*'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-6988106022409504594</id><published>2011-02-06T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T00:14:59.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bunny Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TU7AlD52VmI/AAAAAAAAA_4/1hBecUmuxvQ/s1600/With%2Blove1137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TU7AlD52VmI/AAAAAAAAA_4/1hBecUmuxvQ/s400/With%2Blove1137.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570601532039517794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TU7AcuGiBGI/AAAAAAAAA_w/AHVm_OsgCzc/s1600/With%2Blove1149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TU7AcuGiBGI/AAAAAAAAA_w/AHVm_OsgCzc/s400/With%2Blove1149.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570601388748178530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The more you show the person that you cant live without them, the more reasons you’re giving them to take you for granted.."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year - Bunny year! :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY is over already! SO FAST! Photos not edited. AT ALL. Too lazy. Took poloroid, lazy scan. LOL. I'm too lazy. I never do homework also. Too lazy. WTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmygod. Hand itchy. I go do things already!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-6988106022409504594?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6988106022409504594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/02/bunny-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/6988106022409504594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/6988106022409504594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/02/bunny-year.html' title='Bunny Year'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TU7AlD52VmI/AAAAAAAAA_4/1hBecUmuxvQ/s72-c/With%2Blove1137.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-3672287122490728626</id><published>2011-01-31T21:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T21:28:18.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's funny how you give advice to people, but when it comes to ourselves, we don't seem to know what to do.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TUa2i2FPgHI/AAAAAAAAA_k/Tnn5ZnB3-f0/s1600/With%2Blove1124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 447px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 383px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568338699039506546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TUa2i2FPgHI/AAAAAAAAA_k/Tnn5ZnB3-f0/s400/With%2Blove1124.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TUa1NrS84nI/AAAAAAAAA_c/B4g28BMdjIA/s1600/With%2Blove1122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 405px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568337235855336050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TUa1NrS84nI/AAAAAAAAA_c/B4g28BMdjIA/s400/With%2Blove1122.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was never you fault. I'm just not good enough. For the past few months, I always thought I was never in the wrong. But, now that you tell me how you felt, I finally know. I was always selfish. Self-centered. Never thinking about others. I am wrong. I may just be a piece of crap to anyone. But you treated me like gold. I know I'm not good enough. You beared with me.. I love you.. So much..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HELLO! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got gastric attack now!! Pain like &lt;a href="mailto:$@^&amp;amp;%$^(&amp;amp;#*$"&gt;$@^&amp;amp;%$^(&amp;amp;#*$&lt;/a&gt;!!! It's like always coming back! I don't want to go to school. It's too painful already.. Like seriously la.. I've never had such bad gastric attacks before in like, I don't know, my entire life? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I KNOW YOU'RE STALKING ME ANDY! So, if I not in school, tell teacher I got gastric hor! You uh. Stalker. :&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Byee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are worth it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-3672287122490728626?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/3672287122490728626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-funny-how-you-give-advice-to-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/3672287122490728626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/3672287122490728626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-funny-how-you-give-advice-to-people.html' title='It&apos;s funny how you give advice to people, but when it comes to ourselves, we don&apos;t seem to know what to do.'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TUa2i2FPgHI/AAAAAAAAA_k/Tnn5ZnB3-f0/s72-c/With%2Blove1124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-6606386851471528892</id><published>2011-01-27T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T22:03:20.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sick!</title><content type='html'>My nose is red like RUDOLPH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No picture, don't want to let you all see my red nose. I spammed like 10 packets of tissues in school like that sia! Idiotic max!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-6606386851471528892?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6606386851471528892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/6606386851471528892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/6606386851471528892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-sick.html' title='I&apos;m sick!'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-1046869160562288612</id><published>2011-01-24T19:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T20:09:04.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With trembling hands, I will hold you close.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TT1kkN4uUvI/AAAAAAAAA_U/BfReQAzHz0Q/s1600/With%2Blove1111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 545px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 364px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565715287865447154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TT1kkN4uUvI/AAAAAAAAA_U/BfReQAzHz0Q/s400/With%2Blove1111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I wish I could see you tomorrow even for just a second. "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Helloooooo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going out with Janice tomorrow to buy New Year clothes. Gosh. Hope got enough money!! School is turning crazy already. Boys in my class are getting PRETTY weird. Tomorrow chiong pictures out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is always things that I cannot make up my mind on. In terms of friendship, relationship, kinship. Everything. I need to focus on one thing at a time, I ain't a robot. Controlling me, talking bad about me, doesn't really work my life. I like can already. I don't really look at other's opinions. Please stopp your bullshit. Freak. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-1046869160562288612?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1046869160562288612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/01/with-trembling-hands-i-will-hold-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/1046869160562288612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/1046869160562288612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/01/with-trembling-hands-i-will-hold-you.html' title='With trembling hands, I will hold you close.'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TT1kkN4uUvI/AAAAAAAAA_U/BfReQAzHz0Q/s72-c/With%2Blove1111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-4886225710705198084</id><published>2011-01-18T17:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T18:43:46.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New start</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TTVkHI2RABI/AAAAAAAAA_M/xE3moYd8X6o/s1600/With%2Blove1079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563462988483067922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TTVkHI2RABI/AAAAAAAAA_M/xE3moYd8X6o/s400/With%2Blove1079.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Ignorance is Bliss"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiiiiiiiiii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmygod. It's already the third week of January already! Holy *toot* But! School is getting fun. Although the boys suddenly wear long pants all look super weird, it's still ohkaye. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea! I shall try to get a picture for every post alright? Not every photo is going to be me ohkaye. I'm ugly. Don't need you to say, I know myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should post often. Improve English! How nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys nowadays can be crazy. You know what's the best part? They can make you think that they love you, but in reality, they don't.&lt;br /&gt;You know what's the ironic part? Girls can make guys think that they don't love them, but they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-4886225710705198084?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4886225710705198084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-start.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/4886225710705198084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/4886225710705198084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-start.html' title='New start'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TTVkHI2RABI/AAAAAAAAA_M/xE3moYd8X6o/s72-c/With%2Blove1079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-6019772396668422269</id><published>2011-01-13T19:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T19:36:59.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Schedule cramps.</title><content type='html'>Hello. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's school today! Obviously. School so boring. Although there's ALWAYS people constantly disturbing me. LOL. Anyway, there's camp in FEB!! Whoo! I can't wait. HAHA. :x But, I got not enough shoes. &gt;: I only got like one pair of shoes at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sad. Anyway, I waiting for Yi Ming to reply my homework message. Forever so long one. Tsk. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohkaye ohkaye, bye bye. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-6019772396668422269?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6019772396668422269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/01/schedule-cramps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/6019772396668422269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/6019772396668422269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/01/schedule-cramps.html' title='Schedule cramps.'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-7411710559576629206</id><published>2011-01-10T19:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T19:31:09.969+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liang po po . O.O'/><title type='text'>Why so serious?</title><content type='html'>Hey guys! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting my second week of school already! My class is like totally funny. Teachers nowadays also so hip. Play MAFIA WARS, DOTA, STARCRAFT, WARCRAFT. WTH! I'm going crazy already. Play DOTA, BLACKSHOT. Mad. Are you happy now Adrian? Hmm? &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll study hard. Try my very best alright? I haven't even decorated my SS book. WTH. Shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byeeeeeee. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-7411710559576629206?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7411710559576629206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/01/why-so-serious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/7411710559576629206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/7411710559576629206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/01/why-so-serious.html' title='Why so serious?'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-3790307351461595870</id><published>2011-01-03T18:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T18:15:17.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School shit.</title><content type='html'>Hello. So long never blog already. Heee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts tomorrow! So not in the mood. Haven't buy school bag, so tomorrow meeting Ying buy together. Have to take money from Dad. Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy post photos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-3790307351461595870?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/3790307351461595870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/01/school-shit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/3790307351461595870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/3790307351461595870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2011/01/school-shit.html' title='School shit.'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-47939273703863530</id><published>2010-12-12T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T23:14:23.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck off if you don't want to die.</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=5&gt;FML.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-47939273703863530?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/47939273703863530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2010/12/fuck-off-if-you-dont-want-to-die.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/47939273703863530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/47939273703863530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2010/12/fuck-off-if-you-dont-want-to-die.html' title='Fuck off if you don&apos;t want to die.'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-4616379767208137633</id><published>2010-12-08T02:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T02:14:54.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 month.</title><content type='html'>I'm bored &amp;amp; tired. Gosh. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;HAPPY 10 MONTH BABY!!&lt;/span&gt; Bet you forgot. You owe me one. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Movie ticket later you pay uh~ HAHAH. :D I don't care-e-e-e-e-e. (: Heheh, going out later in the afternoon. :&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-4616379767208137633?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4616379767208137633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2010/12/10-month.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/4616379767208137633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/4616379767208137633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2010/12/10-month.html' title='10 month.'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-3602501458302842579</id><published>2010-12-01T14:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T14:54:30.306+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='If this is what you want.'/><title type='text'>Is this the reality you want?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm tired already. I'm in a pathetic state already. Stop rubbing salt on my wounds. You don't have to keep saying and asking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm working on some transfer with Dad. Transfer of school I mean. Dad wants me to. I don't. O.O Transfer into another stranger school. Hais. I'll give it a pass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm going to Ying's chalet tomorrow! Hope can lift me out of this stupid state of mine. Stupid me. Argh. Whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bye bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-3602501458302842579?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/3602501458302842579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2010/12/is-this-reality-you-want.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/3602501458302842579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/3602501458302842579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2010/12/is-this-reality-you-want.html' title='Is this the reality you want?'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-6772188608181030452</id><published>2010-11-24T22:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T23:02:10.076+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s better for you to hate me than love me'/><title type='text'>My ulcer pain like #$%@#%@</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TO0ohLK6zvI/AAAAAAAAA-s/F4J4DTvI8Kw/s1600/CHICKEN%2BLIAR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TO0ohLK6zvI/AAAAAAAAA-s/F4J4DTvI8Kw/s400/CHICKEN%2BLIAR.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543131266762329842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello. (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want prom. ): It looked so nice.. Was browsing around Facebook. Found so many pictures! Although there's people wearing weird things.. O.O But.. You get the meaning.. Looks so fun sia!! ): Damn. I still have to wait like 2 more years for my time. Scarlly no more prom. HOHOHO. Imma kill the principal. Tsk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My ulcer is like supah pain. ): Cannot even eat properly.. BOOO! (N) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want go find food eat liaoo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye bye. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-6772188608181030452?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6772188608181030452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-ulcer-pain-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/6772188608181030452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/6772188608181030452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-ulcer-pain-like.html' title='My ulcer pain like #$%@#%@'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TO0ohLK6zvI/AAAAAAAAA-s/F4J4DTvI8Kw/s72-c/CHICKEN%2BLIAR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-3532578466586405468</id><published>2010-11-23T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T22:48:16.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TOvT7mCiW9I/AAAAAAAAA-c/Z3eKlkhsXzA/s1600/With%2Blove0864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TOvT7mCiW9I/AAAAAAAAA-c/Z3eKlkhsXzA/s400/With%2Blove0864.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542756787186457554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's EPIC FREAK. -&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WAHAHAH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lemme die. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-3532578466586405468?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/3532578466586405468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2010/11/epic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/3532578466586405468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/3532578466586405468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2010/11/epic.html' title='Epic'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TOvT7mCiW9I/AAAAAAAAA-c/Z3eKlkhsXzA/s72-c/With%2Blove0864.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-7159151202521583641</id><published>2010-11-21T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T22:42:09.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Win so?</title><content type='html'>Hello. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today, I'm going to talk about ren shen dao li. (: LOOK CAREFULLY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#1. Winning is not always everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't you agree? People nowadays are too hao sheng already. They don't repent and stuff already you know? Thinking that they are 'Champion of the world'. Please think twice when you think and act at such crap. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#2. You win, so?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you win, does it mean you can laugh at others? Hoho. Nope. Let me teach you, BOY. You are good in games only. You want bi? Bi in academic la? (: Let's see who get the last laugh wan? (: Best is we compete in studies? Let me own until you go home and cry to your cat? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dear readers, today, I just want to emphasise that, people should not be too proud of themselves you know? being too proud will SURELY backfire. (: Listen to the advise or not, it's always one's choice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hehehe. Yea, I AM ANGRY. Imma own him tomorrow together with the others. (: kekeke. He's been giving me so much problem. Shit you. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Air Rifle and work tomorrow. Gonna be VERY tiring. Oh dear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Byee. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-7159151202521583641?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7159151202521583641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2010/11/win-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/7159151202521583641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/7159151202521583641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2010/11/win-so.html' title='Win so?'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-4898429061651494562</id><published>2010-11-20T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T20:16:26.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored stiff</title><content type='html'>Holo. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so full. Just ate dinner. Crazy one, lunch and dinner all eat pizza. Fat die me uh! Tsk. Timo come back from cruise liao! Early morning jiu text me, about 7+? Than he's working. He's earning more than me!! So unfair. ): People nowadays are so bias to the 'old' ones. BLEH! So bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be working for the whole week next Monday onwards. Some flyer job. Hope can chiong all the money out and the boss don't scam money, he scam, I'M GOING TO RIP HIM INTO PIECES. Heee. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had outing on Friday with Air Rifle team, Pei Yi didn't join us, so I was like only girl. WHATTHEHELL. Watch movie, walk here walk there, walk from Cathay to Park Mall, from Park Mall to Plaza Sing, from Plaza Sing to Park Lane. Walk like so long. so, me being the only girl, the pathetic one among 5 guys, felt so, actually was ohkaye la. (: Heee. Wo xi guan liao. Is only the guys with me that bu xi guan. Tsk. :/ I very scary meh?! LOLOLOLOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got too much shit to crap liao. Heheheh, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall stop here. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-4898429061651494562?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4898429061651494562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2010/11/bored-stiff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/4898429061651494562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/4898429061651494562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2010/11/bored-stiff.html' title='Bored stiff'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-2710913446257973442</id><published>2010-11-18T22:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T22:17:22.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TOU0dZunH5I/AAAAAAAAA-M/N4D9u06GJDI/s1600/tumblr_lbkmtcCLhR1qcl8qx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540892596276502418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TOU0dZunH5I/AAAAAAAAA-M/N4D9u06GJDI/s400/tumblr_lbkmtcCLhR1qcl8qx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TOU0TYKinvI/AAAAAAAAA-E/WBUfN_4LwfQ/s1600/tumblr_lbkmtrNW3F1qcl8qx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540892424058085106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TOU0TYKinvI/AAAAAAAAA-E/WBUfN_4LwfQ/s400/tumblr_lbkmtrNW3F1qcl8qx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TOU0CDkfr_I/AAAAAAAAA90/nPKZZv9ZaLQ/s1600/UNGLAMSHIT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540892126472024050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TOU0CDkfr_I/AAAAAAAAA90/nPKZZv9ZaLQ/s400/UNGLAMSHIT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TOUz6x1QIeI/AAAAAAAAA9s/bz5KUfTXmfs/s1600/VANNIE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540892001451385314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TOUz6x1QIeI/AAAAAAAAA9s/bz5KUfTXmfs/s400/VANNIE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TOUzyLhxAkI/AAAAAAAAA9k/uAwoIn95eYw/s1600/VANNIE2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540891853730153026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TOUzyLhxAkI/AAAAAAAAA9k/uAwoIn95eYw/s400/VANNIE2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TOUzqNu-gQI/AAAAAAAAA9c/AGti9TkiwL4/s1600/VANNIEMEGAMIND.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540891716883480834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TOUzqNu-gQI/AAAAAAAAA9c/AGti9TkiwL4/s400/VANNIEMEGAMIND.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Harry Potter-ed today. (: Another long show and totally epic movie. HAHAHA. Baby used up like $50++ today. Me, $35+ Broke liao. Going chiong work somewhere already. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Super tired. No Air Rifle tomorrow. Happy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-2710913446257973442?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2710913446257973442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2010/11/harry-potter-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/2710913446257973442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/2710913446257973442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2010/11/harry-potter-part-1.html' title='Harry Potter Part 1'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TOU0dZunH5I/AAAAAAAAA-M/N4D9u06GJDI/s72-c/tumblr_lbkmtcCLhR1qcl8qx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-5356721466733772819</id><published>2010-11-15T20:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T20:53:52.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stitch Minion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TOEqre__IwI/AAAAAAAAA8U/73ss6AFuous/s1600/Bowling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539755943186604802" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TOEqre__IwI/AAAAAAAAA8U/73ss6AFuous/s400/Bowling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TOEq0sPBweI/AAAAAAAAA8c/jt3G21V_1D0/s1600/Vs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539756101358174690" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TOEq0sPBweI/AAAAAAAAA8c/jt3G21V_1D0/s400/Vs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TOErEHMda-I/AAAAAAAAA8k/yXswsZjNgew/s1600/Image288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539756366293199842" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TOErEHMda-I/AAAAAAAAA8k/yXswsZjNgew/s400/Image288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super tired.&lt;br /&gt;Stich as birthday present. Bowl until kena own like no tomorrow. Back check-up was no problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohkaye, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-5356721466733772819?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5356721466733772819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2010/11/stitch-minion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/5356721466733772819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/5356721466733772819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2010/11/stitch-minion.html' title='Stitch Minion'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/TOEqre__IwI/AAAAAAAAA8U/73ss6AFuous/s72-c/Bowling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-7216486612534822186</id><published>2010-11-14T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T23:26:22.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Megamind</title><content type='html'>Hello. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm homeee. But, still got homework, air rifle, homework and homework and homework.. Ohkaye, i'm being lame. :x Check-up tomorrow! Hope I don't screw it all up again. I'm kind of known for screwing stuff up. I don't know why~ I'm getting weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out with Baby tomorrow. :D Yay! Watching Megamind, I think. Hehehehehehe. After O level, finally can meet up, so happy. :D Heeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohkaye, I nothing to say liao. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-7216486612534822186?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7216486612534822186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2010/11/megamind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/7216486612534822186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/7216486612534822186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2010/11/megamind.html' title='Megamind'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-4947254598598925566</id><published>2010-11-13T16:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T16:48:39.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheeseburger Indigestion</title><content type='html'>Holo. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored! There's nothing to do here! Uncle is weirding me out. Wait, he always has been weirding me out.. I'm not bad, just.. He's abit.. Mental. Oh whatever. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's air rifle open house today! It's not that fun actually. :/ Everyone keep playing. Benedict own me! I'm going to own him again! NEXT TIME! Rahhhh! I owe Hui Yan money. Forgot to bring wallet today, so she had to pay for my meals. I talk so much crap in Air Rifle. LOL. Team mates all so freaked. HAHA. Joke. Never eat breakfast at first, so kept kajiao-ing MDM Ernie. Mee Rebus here and there. After that Hui Yan and Pei Yi started with cheeseburger. 6 months of digestion. Best part is, I only eat DOUBLE cheeseburger. Oh no. :x 1 year of digestion. No wonder my stomach has been so weird this days. x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat than homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May boredom kill me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-4947254598598925566?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4947254598598925566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2010/11/cheeseburger-indigestion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/4947254598598925566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/4947254598598925566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2010/11/cheeseburger-indigestion.html' title='Cheeseburger Indigestion'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-2695551504872284499</id><published>2010-11-12T13:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T14:04:50.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think twice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(126,125,109); LINE-HEIGHT: 18pxfont-family:Futura, 'Century Gothic', AppleGothic, sans-serif;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="FONT-SIZE: 18px; MARGIN: 2px 0px 10px"&gt;Boys are stronger than girls?&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can you bleed for a week and survive?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can you squeeze 14 inch baby from a 9 centimeter hole?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can you carry a 7 pound baby in your stomach for 9 months?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can you take care of a child, cook, clean, and talk on the phone at once?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can you carry 10 8 pound shopping bags?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can you go a week only eating salad?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can you face heartbreak?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can you watch the love of your life be with someone else?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can you burn your forehead with a straightener and not complain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit all men in the world. Don't be so self centered, thinking you are the most awesome person you've ever seen. It's only disgusting. Girls are awesome also alright, they are not only awesome, THEY ARE PURE GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. :&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm back!~ This blog is almost done. Is it nice?! Someone tell me! So shag today. I need to carry 2 freaking red big plastic bags home. All by myself. Xiasuey much? I felt so weird. Kept asking people to help me carry one of the bags. Weird also don't need to weird alone ma. Right? (: Best thing was the two plastic bags was so heavy! I don't like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Open house tomorrow. So tired after a whole morning of air rifle. I'm turning slack. :&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alrighty, no pictures. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Byebye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-2695551504872284499?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2695551504872284499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2010/11/think-twice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/2695551504872284499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/2695551504872284499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2010/11/think-twice.html' title='Think twice'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-953550749161913307</id><published>2010-11-11T17:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T17:53:27.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You don't care about me no more.</title><content type='html'>Hello. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still trying to get the whole of this blog right. So, testing 123. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. It's going to be a whole new year soon! But I'm sad. ): I didn't get to the stream that I wanted. It's almost out of my thinking. O.O Yes, I got into Charity. Pure Lit. Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not starting on my holiday homework any time soon actually. Other that the Maths. :x Chinese will be.. Idk. Later more I guess. :/ Why give us holiday homework when it's suppose to be holidays man?! IT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE! So unfair. The world that only goes round with dirty cute things. :/ Is this the reality that you want?! .__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma try the pictures out soon. (: Hiak hiak. :&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-953550749161913307?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/953550749161913307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2010/11/you-dont-care-about-me-no-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/953550749161913307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/953550749161913307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2010/11/you-dont-care-about-me-no-more.html' title='You don&apos;t care about me no more.'/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3191893252232591546.post-1304435878323525386</id><published>2010-11-11T02:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T02:37:58.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Testing~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3191893252232591546-1304435878323525386?l=vanessa-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1304435878323525386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2010/11/testing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/1304435878323525386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3191893252232591546/posts/default/1304435878323525386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessa-love.blogspot.com/2010/11/testing.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa.H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665652581020994299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nPuJ_R1aHWs/S5Sq834-nLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvXYnBZdmWw/S220/ILY!+Loved...1500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
