<?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-1737661771891851013</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:03:52.862+08:00</updated><category term='A stranger you were once'/><category term='its never the same again'/><category term='SLY'/><category term='Fuck you fucking accuser'/><category term='everything stays the same'/><category term='... or not to be'/><category term='Expect the unexpected (:'/><category term='talk things out'/><category term='leaving on a jet plane'/><category term='move on'/><category term='hati saya rindu (='/><category term='beauty within. not out'/><category term='in silence sealed'/><category term='waking the fallen'/><category term='i agree we did'/><category term='nothing will happen'/><category term='but if you can find A reason to stay'/><category term='love is cinta'/><category term='its the climb'/><category term='when darkness turns to light it ends tonight'/><category term='been missing you crazy'/><category term='heart of gold'/><category term='so bad im gonna sream'/><category term='not'/><category term='tonight will be the night...'/><category term='i can wait forever'/><category term='the blinds are shut its always the same'/><category term='What kind of a friend allows a friend to leave?'/><category term='--- To The World'/><category term='Gna keep my heads high above my shoulders'/><category term='crystal has a date and i dont'/><category term='Ignorance'/><category term='cant wait for you to get back'/><category term='I&apos;m so over you'/><category term='Its all in th past alr. We gna play well in th next game (:'/><category term='touched by you'/><category term='next plane home'/><category term='tired of being sorry'/><category term='.. makes perfect'/><category term='tales don&apos;t tell themselves'/><category term='Mistakes are the portals of discovery'/><category term='Time changed everything ):'/><category term='its not abt how fast we get there'/><category term='Team Statement: BELIEF'/><category term='It ain&apos;t funny how we dont talk anymore.'/><category term='stuck with each other'/><category term='I cant pretend that Im alright'/><category term='but in.'/><category term='I&apos;m sick of you'/><category term='remembering sunday'/><category term='all you do is let me down'/><category term='... is a moment I treasure'/><category term='do you find the strength to let it go?'/><category term='Truth in sincerity'/><title type='text'>Truth in sincerity.</title><subtitle type='html'>But sometimes, no matter how carefully you plan your playlist, there is no right track for what awaits you.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-2500991511096888101</id><published>2010-08-17T12:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T12:50:20.545+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its never the same again'/><title type='text'>love you, love you not?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoUOQ8UvjI/AAAAAAAAAPg/z8E4NUgAkT8/s1600/sak+sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506235729712561714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoUOQ8UvjI/AAAAAAAAAPg/z8E4NUgAkT8/s320/sak+sad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm scared we will fade slowly with the passage of time. Sometimes when I text you, even though you no the exact words to make me feel at ease, the spark is gone. Its no longer there. I can't feel you anymore. I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wtf am I talking about? N levels is less than a month and here I am feeling like I've fallen out. Come on Sak, get it out of your mind and stay focused. All this shit, is it worth to dampen your spirit to study? Get a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-2500991511096888101?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/2500991511096888101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=2500991511096888101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/2500991511096888101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/2500991511096888101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2010/08/love-you-love-you-not.html' title='love you, love you not?'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoUOQ8UvjI/AAAAAAAAAPg/z8E4NUgAkT8/s72-c/sak+sad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-5393097670683983656</id><published>2010-08-06T13:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T13:38:04.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TFufb_KY4BI/AAAAAAAAAOw/IgM3kvRatPY/s1600/to.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502166672923484178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TFufb_KY4BI/AAAAAAAAAOw/IgM3kvRatPY/s320/to.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He's staying in Liverpool. Nuff said (: oh and he also said he's at the best team in th country. WOOHOO!&lt;br /&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/1737661771891851013-5393097670683983656?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/5393097670683983656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=5393097670683983656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/5393097670683983656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/5393097670683983656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2010/08/hes-staying-in-liverpool.html' title=''/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TFufb_KY4BI/AAAAAAAAAOw/IgM3kvRatPY/s72-c/to.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-8124489624968755889</id><published>2010-07-05T15:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T15:18:31.111+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A stranger you were once'/><title type='text'>Child's infinite dreams</title><content type='html'>Had th NIKE CUP SG 2010 ytd. Duh, we didnt win. But hey, we played our butts off! We got free jerseys and shorts too! Yay so happy. And our names are all over th press! (exaggerating ttm) So enuf of all th activities, its time to rlly focus on th upcoming exams! Wth did i just said upcoming? Cos its like as if th exams are happening in weeks -.- Well time's just gna fly by this month. So things are gna go off real fast right now. Sad case. Focus SAK FOCUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont let you get away if we ever meet again. They say Singapore is small bt yet i still cant find you. Its been months now. I tried so hard to find you bt things just doesnt go th way i want em to be. I leave it fate then. But fate just cant stop meddling. So when will I see yr face again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though your not right next to me, i still feel you near me and when i look up at the stars,&lt;br /&gt;it feels like im right next to you again. Distance means so little, when someone means so much .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-8124489624968755889?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/8124489624968755889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=8124489624968755889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/8124489624968755889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/8124489624968755889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2010/07/childs-infinite-dreams.html' title='Child&apos;s infinite dreams'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-6624687248039901643</id><published>2010-04-30T16:02:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T16:26:32.932+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the blinds are shut its always the same'/><title type='text'>however long the night, the dawn will break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/S9qS6Oh2ryI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Z1HsoH8hg4k/s1600/nic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465842626797678370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/S9qS6Oh2ryI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Z1HsoH8hg4k/s320/nic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;im suffering from stress and tension frm school! esp frm my oh-so-united class-.- but glad it kinda resolved a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well, life is too short to wake up in the morning with regrets. so love the people who treat you right, forget about the ones who don't. and believe that everything happens for a reason. if you got a chance, take it. if it changes your life, let it. nobody said it would be easy, just that it would be worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and sooner or later, everyone will cause you pain. you just have to know which one is worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-6624687248039901643?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/6624687248039901643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=6624687248039901643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/6624687248039901643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/6624687248039901643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2010/04/however-long-night-dawn-will-break.html' title='however long the night, the dawn will break'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/S9qS6Oh2ryI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Z1HsoH8hg4k/s72-c/nic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-4079950953728972923</id><published>2010-04-08T14:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T15:09:10.830+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mistakes are the portals of discovery'/><title type='text'>rainbows never end</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/S72A9L9JrZI/AAAAAAAAAOI/2k0ZCzYLUQc/s1600/sak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457660112112561554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/S72A9L9JrZI/AAAAAAAAAOI/2k0ZCzYLUQc/s320/sak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have never logged in for a very long time. But who cares whether or not I logged in. Its my blog, its my right. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I am still thinking whether I should cut my hair or not. Its kinda long? I guess. I mean when I run or in gym, it kept flopping down. But the thought of cutting it, making it a little shorter, it will definintely, most probably make me feel extra, extra cautious when people look at me. Sigh I am in doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I will finally meet the guys from OB Sabah next week on my school's fun fair. I already met Ama from Kingfisher last Sunday while I was working. To be honest, my heart skipped a beat and my already big eyes bulged out even bigger when I saw her. That was how it all went I guess. Just imagine, if I get to see MOST of them next week, I think I'll just stopped breathing! Haha. That is just how much I missed them. Sigh can't wait to see you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, it will be along time till I logged in again. Just stay tuned if you're ever so interested about my life. Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-4079950953728972923?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/4079950953728972923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=4079950953728972923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/4079950953728972923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/4079950953728972923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2010/04/rainbows-never-end.html' title='rainbows never end'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/S72A9L9JrZI/AAAAAAAAAOI/2k0ZCzYLUQc/s72-c/sak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-421055575781222385</id><published>2010-01-02T11:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T11:20:51.141+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='touched by you'/><title type='text'>new year</title><content type='html'>currently at nab's house. helping out later with cik harris wedding. tomorrow still got another event. hmm im bored actually. just waiting for the hyper part to happen. waiting to party party party WOOTS! haha. school is opening soon. i cant wait actually -.- lol. oooh, the nationals r coming up soon too. we r gna be in the finals mann. GO TEAM! (= and oh my godd, there's training on first second third fifth day of school. i hope people wont think we're a freak with our cca. haha. its all in the spirit yo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-421055575781222385?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/421055575781222385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=421055575781222385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/421055575781222385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/421055575781222385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year.html' title='new year'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-8407984128197377643</id><published>2009-12-15T15:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T15:53:29.064+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remembering sunday'/><title type='text'>i like leyperd preentz...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SydAZtRz5uI/AAAAAAAAAOA/O24DWApvcCk/s1600-h/sak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415367887331518178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SydAZtRz5uI/AAAAAAAAAOA/O24DWApvcCk/s320/sak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh my beep test is shifted to this thursday instead! Idk why, but the thought of it just freaks me out haha. Been having fitness for trg. MY ABS ARE BURNING PPL! HAHA. Well i guess let's just wait and see how i'm doing this thursday. Either gonna survive it or dying from it HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yknw, sometimes it's really lucky to have a friend wher you cn talk abt anything? Like, seriously, anything. Haha. So to anyone out there, treasure these ppl cuz its hard to find them! Kay, idk what's my point on writing all these. Haha. Just cherish the moments you have with ppl around you and always forgive and forget on any stupid stuffs you guys ever have cuz we will nvr know what may happen to us in the future. And note that, if you guys are once good friends, you'll always be good friends no matter whatt.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-8407984128197377643?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/8407984128197377643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=8407984128197377643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/8407984128197377643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/8407984128197377643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-like-leyperd-preentz.html' title='i like leyperd preentz...'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SydAZtRz5uI/AAAAAAAAAOA/O24DWApvcCk/s72-c/sak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-4267074052503115558</id><published>2009-12-10T19:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T19:30:20.564+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cant wait for you to get back'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You held my hand and I held yrs, I was ecstatic believe it or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm glad to knw we had a great time, spending so much fun in each other's arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When you had to leave, I wanted to leave w you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But nah, it didnt happen because i wanted to hang ard w th others too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, as to seize the  moment, I requested a hug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You said you loved it, I'm glad I didn't bug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You left and for some reason I felt so lonely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Knowing yre leaving(again) soon, how could you do this to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I like you just the way you are, inside and out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you want me to hide the feelings, and look the other way round?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;xoxo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-4267074052503115558?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/4267074052503115558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=4267074052503115558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/4267074052503115558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/4267074052503115558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-held-my-hand-and-i-held-yrs-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-2297255453781136112</id><published>2009-12-08T15:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T17:05:26.098+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hati saya rindu (='/><title type='text'>After so long..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/Sx4LrovRRnI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ZQQhfkb0YYI/s1600-h/sak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412776646443878002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/Sx4LrovRRnI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ZQQhfkb0YYI/s320/sak.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;KL trip was great. Had a lot of funnn! It made the team bond closer, awesome la. Then comes, the boring part of my life again: staying at home! I wna go OUTTTT. Aiyeohlei. Guessed cuz school haven't start yet. And when school starts, all the boredom will turn to hatred, anger, complete madness. N level next year me god! Speaking of which, I haven't start on my Art N level paper! Never mind that, I got member. Teabag also haven't start hers HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that's my everyday-by-my-side buddy in OB Sabah. She saved my life, baby! Regards to Donald too hehe. Alright, we had outing last Sunday at Sentosa. WAS AWESOME! Saw Abitay first before seeing the rest. Oh my, miss her to the max! HAHA, DANCING PARTNER. Then saw izati, kim, syara, zaki, mirul and danish at skypark. I screamed when i saw them hehe. Miss everything, everyone la kay. It'd be great if every single one could come, that'll be so HOTTT. Like red chilli peppers, lol HAHA. We had so much fun pushing and also planning for who to get wet in the water. First victim was Abi I think haha. Kim didnt get her top wet! Aiyeohlei. All cuz of "MY CAT"(with the 'market' accent) HAHA. So playplay talktalk funfun, then go have dinner, slack and homed. AWESOME day mann. Can't wait for the next one on 20th, hope more would come! YEAHHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-2297255453781136112?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/2297255453781136112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=2297255453781136112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/2297255453781136112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/2297255453781136112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/12/after-so-long.html' title='After so long..'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/Sx4LrovRRnI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ZQQhfkb0YYI/s72-c/sak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-5094192651258152116</id><published>2009-12-08T14:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T15:36:33.574+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leaving on a jet plane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not'/><title type='text'>Fly like an eagle!</title><content type='html'>When you made new friends especially in camp,&lt;br /&gt;they are etched in mind even if you try forgetting about them.&lt;br /&gt;The struggles we faced together,&lt;br /&gt;the good time we had with each other.&lt;br /&gt;All are memorable,&lt;br /&gt;can't be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;The instructors who took care of us,&lt;br /&gt;while our parents were away.&lt;br /&gt;They make sure we are all in one piece,&lt;br /&gt;never leave us astray.&lt;br /&gt;After it all ends,&lt;br /&gt;we don't say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;It's just the beginning,&lt;br /&gt;its not the end or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In memory of OB Sabah '09. (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-5094192651258152116?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/5094192651258152116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=5094192651258152116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/5094192651258152116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/5094192651258152116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/12/fly-like-eagle.html' title='Fly like an eagle!'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-1528788919863877631</id><published>2009-11-27T23:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T23:56:57.955+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its not abt how fast we get there'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its the climb'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dearest HELANG, thanks for the memories that we shared during the OB sabah course. The bad ones, we forget the good ones, we'll treasure them forever. To our lovely instructors JOHNNY AND JANE, we love you! Thanks for taking care of us and alw making sure we r all in one piece. You guys r super cute! Haha. Especially to PHENIE and DONALD, THANKS FOR SAVING MY LIFE! =D do there end there huh. No needa elaborate. Haha. And im sorry if i ever did an mistakes that might've offended any of you guys. I knw i didn't talk much during the confession part wher we're suppose to say sorry and thanks. Was holding back tears haha. And to leslie, yknw we all miss you! HELANG, I LOVE YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-1528788919863877631?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/1528788919863877631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=1528788919863877631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/1528788919863877631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/1528788919863877631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/11/dearest-helang-thanks-for-memories-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-3113937129625026276</id><published>2009-10-27T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T22:00:52.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well going sarawak next week,cant wait. Hope ppl will miss me though haha! Haven't really pack anything yet but will, soon. Ive not been writing but here r some stuffs abt my current life haha. Exams r okay but not excellent. family and friends all okay too. short and simple eh? haha. anw, i randomly'd like to end with a poem i wrote this afternoon. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;'In this lonely night, im filled with fright.&lt;br /&gt;To not have you by my side.&lt;br /&gt;I need you with me,&lt;br /&gt;guiding the way.&lt;br /&gt;I'll follow yr path, but beside you always.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ps : i'm not sak but i wrote it for her. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-3113937129625026276?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/3113937129625026276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=3113937129625026276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/3113937129625026276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/3113937129625026276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/10/well-going-sarawak-next-weekcant-wait.html' title=''/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-8657629472474437308</id><published>2009-09-19T19:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T19:12:48.224+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everything stays the same'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why cant we just start over over again? Get it back to the way it was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-8657629472474437308?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/8657629472474437308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=8657629472474437308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/8657629472474437308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/8657629472474437308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-cant-we-just-start-over-over-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-8443455251248179969</id><published>2009-09-02T18:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T18:29:42.686+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all you do is let me down'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Even when you're scared that you'll hurt me, you already did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-8443455251248179969?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/8443455251248179969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=8443455251248179969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/8443455251248179969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/8443455251248179969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/09/even-when-youre-scared-that-youll-hurt.html' title=''/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-8881513121450072792</id><published>2009-07-07T15:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T16:38:45.768+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What kind of a friend allows a friend to leave?'/><title type='text'>Underage thinking.</title><content type='html'>My weekends was such a bore. Cleaned &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cleaned&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cleaned&lt;/span&gt; the big house only. 2nd sister didnt even bother to clean up the house. I did it ALL ALONE. Dot. All she did was just to throw the trash. In the end, didnt even fill the trash with plastic bag! Ugh. Okay, I dont wna yakity yak anymore. It'll spoil my blog. Haha. Today had alot of studying. Actually, everyday has. Okay dot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of a friend allows a friend to leave. Its not a question. Its merely a statement from me. Different people have different opinions. By just asking why, it doesn't resolve to anything. You could TRY to 'debate' or something. I do not want attention. I'm just stunned that there wasn't any tension at that point of time. There was just a simple 'why?' Who would ever allow someone to leave. Leave, yeah, your life. Leave, you. Once again, not a question. A statement. What kind of a friend allows a friend to leave. I am even sure that I wasn't 'just a normal friend' at that point of time. More than that. I know so. I don't know what's my point. Its all to complicated to put it together. Besides its a statement. So its hard to find my point. There is no need for you to be sorry. Besides, sorry doesn't resolve to anything. Yes, you're hostile. But I just think its ridiculous. Plain ridiculous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-8881513121450072792?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/8881513121450072792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=8881513121450072792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/8881513121450072792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/8881513121450072792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/07/underage-thinking.html' title='Underage thinking.'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-8729972203587182299</id><published>2009-07-04T17:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T18:12:10.237+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I cant pretend that Im alright'/><title type='text'>I tried not to think about the pain I feel inside</title><content type='html'>Time will assist me. Time will let everything be how they r suppose to be. Time will prove me things. Time will show me what's right and what's wrong. Time will let me feel better. Time and self discipline is just what I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today.&lt;br /&gt;Cleaned the BIG house when Mom and sis left for somewher. Dad went to work since morning alr. Like 5am plus? OH! MY DAD FINALLY GOT A JOB! HAHAHA! So I cleaned the BIGBIG house alone. And sister just watched me do all the stuffs. Ass. I demand her to throw the rubbish la. She kept messaging! Walan. That IS all okay! I only asked her to do that. Consider kind alr. She still wna tsk me. Luckily Im older. Hahaha. Yada yada yada. Im currently at BUDOOOO house. Doing the Macedonia slides, WHICH I GOTTA PRESENT TO THE WHOLE SCH! Note, THE WHOLE 'SCH! Haha. Ive 11 slides. Bet the audience will be ... 'so boring' -.-'' I bet so la. Okay, and currently, my tummy gives me achey problems! Stupid mensie. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All the days you spent with me now seem so faraway and it feels like you dont care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;So give me reasons to prove me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-8729972203587182299?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/8729972203587182299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=8729972203587182299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/8729972203587182299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/8729972203587182299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-tried-not-to-think-about-pain-i-feel.html' title='I tried not to think about the pain I feel inside'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-3528841030548548908</id><published>2009-07-02T17:14:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T17:58:32.356+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It ain&apos;t funny how we dont talk anymore.'/><title type='text'>Its better to clear the air than to leave stuffs unsaid.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/Skx9gJmlIeI/AAAAAAAAANg/wpkVwl8im00/s1600-h/2844453532_702bb1bce0%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353792048323699170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/Skx9gJmlIeI/AAAAAAAAANg/wpkVwl8im00/s320/2844453532_702bb1bce0%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 4th day of school and I think it sucks. 've been studying and studying. EOY is coming soon. Dreads. H1N1 is getting more crucial. The world is ending. Sigh. Maths is DEFINITELY getting alot tougher! Annoys me yknw. Today's timetable has alot of mugging. Physics then Geog then chem! Luckily, Ms Rina didnt come. If not, my brain's gna explode. Haha. Im sad I cant meet Tenzing on Sat. Nvrmind. Ive met them on Monday. So its okay. Haha. I. MISS. TENZING. Oh Im going Crystal's house on Sat instead. The Macedonian slides la. Ms Sem says Mr Raj wants me to present it to THE. WHOLE. SCHOOL. Like WHATT! So stage-frightening. Haha. Just hearing it, seems so scary. Nvrmind. I'll get thru it. Oh I hope it wont be true though. Hahaha. Oh after recess, took alot of photos! During Eng lesson some more. Haha! Ive a family protrait from class! AWESOME. Tee, Eeka, Crystal and ME. Gina was the PROFESSIONAL photographer. Haha thanks! Random, but I love having the ppl Ive now. And I hereby wish that we'll stay this way till the clock stops ticking. (: -Told you it was random. Haha. I LOVE YOU PPL. (: Old or new, it doesnt matter. " &lt;em&gt;Friends r friends no matter in what packaging they come in. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-3528841030548548908?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/3528841030548548908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=3528841030548548908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/3528841030548548908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/3528841030548548908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-better-to-clear-air-than-to-leave.html' title='Its better to clear the air than to leave stuffs unsaid.'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/Skx9gJmlIeI/AAAAAAAAANg/wpkVwl8im00/s72-c/2844453532_702bb1bce0%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-577355244179682042</id><published>2009-06-30T14:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T14:54:06.621+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='do you find the strength to let it go?'/><title type='text'>Dont cry because its over. Smile because it happened.</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry. Not a WANT. I GOT TO do it. Its hard to understand. No one does. I'm sorry. There r no other choices. I'm really sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-577355244179682042?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/577355244179682042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=577355244179682042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/577355244179682042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/577355244179682042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/06/dont-cry-because-its-over-smile-because.html' title='Dont cry because its over. Smile because it happened.'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-3901012594507378991</id><published>2009-06-20T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T14:56:25.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Obs, here I come! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-3901012594507378991?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/3901012594507378991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=3901012594507378991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/3901012594507378991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/3901012594507378991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/06/obs-here-i-come.html' title=''/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-5961530160073443103</id><published>2009-06-18T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T00:16:13.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This morning mom told me to go to 7eleven to buy bread and newspaper. As usual, i took the stairs. When i was reaching the ground floor, i fell and twisted my left ankle. At that same time, my right foot's big toe hit the stair's curb. Months ago the big toe was alr injured due to hockey. But the toenail didn't came off. So, as of today, i guess it got worse. There was alot of blood as i went backup, it started dripping. Gross. Went home and pretended to be normal. Mom noticed something amiss but she didn't ask. Dad was fast asleep. Time flies, Dad asked why i was limping. I said just a sprain no big deal. I KNW IM STUPID OR I DESERVE IT AFTER I SAY THIS, but i went to play basketball ard noon WHEN I MYSELF KNEW i was injured badly. Coming home from basketball, i could feel that my left ankle was different. It was clearly bigger. Swollen, even. Ive nvr get it till this swollen. Iced it home straight away. My big toe seem a little better, i think. The blood dried up. And i guess its gna clot again. Then i took a rest and blabla I iced it again. Time flies and it came to tonight. Was talking to Crystal and she asked if i sprained my ankle. We had a tensed arguement. I called her an asshole. (Im still sorry! Haha.) So i feel i shouldnt go for Obs after the wakeup call she'd given to me. Thanks, by the way. I then went straight away to bes and started crying hysterically. It wasnt abt the pain. It was cuz i wont get to go for Obs. I knw it was my decision not to go. But hey, i was in denial. Its for the better too. I texted me neo. Halfway thru texting, Dad came. I think i cried too loud? Dot. Initially he came in to see my ankle. But he noticed that i was crying. He went back to his rrom and took the ointment. Came back to my room and started massaging it. I know it was wrong to massage but i just kept quiet. He then started speaking and asked me why didnt i tell him abt it. He looked at my big toe and he got that look. I guess my big toe was really injured, hideous and gross. He scolded me too. For keeping what actually happened from him. Well the reason why i kept it form him, or should i say from everybody, is cuz I knw we're obviously gna see a doctor cuz of this mishao. But wher's he gna get that kinda money? He lost his job like 3months ago. And i've been doing alot of sacrifices to help the family ever since. Sometimes when he gets home from interviews looking for jobs, he has that ' Im rejected again or no replies' look. Its painful to see MY DAD getting rejected or being ignored by these ppl. Every single day, he'd try calling and alw seems effortless. He's rejected redjected rejected rejected and alw rejected. So thats the reason why i kept it form him. Still, I didnt tell him why. I was silent when he scolded me and at the same time, massaging my foot. I felt really selfish. But what's done cannot be undone. I wish i could've a father-daughter talk. I wish I'd say why i kept it from him just now. But all that r just wishes. Wishes that'll nvr be real. Just wishes. Ms neo called and i expected it. She asked what was going on and what exactly happen when i fell. The news is, Idk whether im still going for Obs. Believe it or not, i still want to go. But cuz of my BOTH legs, I'd rather not go than make it worse. She said i call her on Saturday morning and tell her how's my condition. It depends from then on. Yeah whether im still up for Obs or not. So, The End. Thats it. Long story huh? Well, to all ppl out there especially to my buddy Crystal Low, thank you. Thanks for waking me up. Thanks for being such an asshole. Thanks basically, making me THINK. Without you telling me that, I wouldn't think of the number of ppl i'll let down just cuz of my stubborness. Thank you. I love you all. Good night. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-5961530160073443103?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/5961530160073443103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=5961530160073443103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/5961530160073443103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/5961530160073443103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-morning-mom-told-me-to-go-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-4332750647722570568</id><published>2009-06-13T16:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T16:15:00.800+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nothing will happen'/><title type='text'>a lesson in romantics</title><content type='html'>Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SjNfrHYmIEI/AAAAAAAAANY/42OTbseYlms/s1600-h/give.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346722376940134466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SjNfrHYmIEI/AAAAAAAAANY/42OTbseYlms/s320/give.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-4332750647722570568?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/4332750647722570568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=4332750647722570568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/4332750647722570568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/4332750647722570568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/06/lesson-in-romantics.html' title='a lesson in romantics'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SjNfrHYmIEI/AAAAAAAAANY/42OTbseYlms/s72-c/give.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-3745067647538022681</id><published>2009-05-31T16:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T16:53:00.575+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk things out'/><title type='text'>grudges, not meant to be hold. well, for me, at least.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SiJCyHOLyCI/AAAAAAAAANA/EbUtZFR6apk/s1600-h/2654317548_a6a9aba2c8_m%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 177px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341905536714262562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SiJCyHOLyCI/AAAAAAAAANA/EbUtZFR6apk/s320/2654317548_a6a9aba2c8_m%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; " Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sup. (: Did the ppoint files which I was instructed to do. Surprisingly easy? Well yeah, a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had SRC Carnival held at Padang. Earlier part was not that awesome. Cuz I OVERSLEPT. So in the end, I gotta go to Padang on my own. Arrived at 0930? Yeah, thankfully, the team had not started playing. Hoho, lucky day? Well we win all 3 matches in the 1st round. 2nd round, we flopped. ): The first match with NSS was .. shitty. But what the heck, I HAD FUN WITH THE WHOLE TEAM! (: After everything ended, went dinner with them. Met Faz's friend, Sofea. (Idk how to spell actually. Haha!) Kinda thought she was Cina. But she was Melayu. Haha, cool. Went BK and slack a little. Then home. Oh and even though I love the colour red so much, I cant accept the fact that I look so red now. Stupid sunburnt. -.-'' It hurts. ): Esp my arms. Speaking of which, I'd finally see Sean not looking so white. Haha! His skin's was SO RED ytd. Like he just went thru some scalding/boiling operation. HAHAHA! Overall, it was funn. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-3745067647538022681?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/3745067647538022681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=3745067647538022681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/3745067647538022681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/3745067647538022681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/05/grudges-not-meant-to-be-hold-well-for.html' title='grudges, not meant to be hold. well, for me, at least.'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SiJCyHOLyCI/AAAAAAAAANA/EbUtZFR6apk/s72-c/2654317548_a6a9aba2c8_m%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-1891558346756103071</id><published>2009-05-28T18:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T18:22:36.415+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='but in.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty within. not out'/><title type='text'>you look so beautiful today.</title><content type='html'>Am at Crystal's house. Planed to do on slides. In the end I only did 1. Which is on the PAST Macedonian one. Ah. After exam also got things to do. Well this year's MYE was shocking. As in the results part. Dot. I studied. But guessed it wasn't worth it. AT ALL. I failed Emath, that's all. Aiya, that one cannot say la. Confirm fail one. Ugh. Ytd was my Dad's Birthday. Was okay. Cooked at Sayang's house. I think it was damn COOL! But forgotten abt the pinky promise! I'm sorry. Went home, went out again. Dad's kinda celebration was okay la. Not that classy. Guessed he love simplicity alot. Anyway, I'D GOTTEN MY IDENTITY CARD! If you're really dumbstruck, its the IC! Haha. And its my happy-go-lucky face on it! Makes it more special eh? (: Src training tmr. WOOHOO! Src carnival on Saturday! MORE WOOHOO! (: Sayang, I saw your post abt me. It was very touching. I even asked Crystal if my face was red.&lt;br /&gt;Crystal: '' No, why?''&lt;br /&gt;Sak: '' Nah, I thought I was blushing. Haha. ''&lt;br /&gt;See, I was really touched. I am gna weep alr. Haha. Thanks sayang.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, ytd was really memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY IS GINA XU's BIRTHDAY! Baked and brought cookies for her! Which, eventually, Sayang had tasted. (: Gina love it. Everyone else too, I guessed. Evidence: Ms Jenny Neo requested me to bake cookies for her on her Birthday. Jolyne even requested too. Haha, I am blessed. (: Alright, I don't know what to write alr. Getting outta point. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-1891558346756103071?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/1891558346756103071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=1891558346756103071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/1891558346756103071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/1891558346756103071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-look-so-beautiful-today.html' title='you look so beautiful today.'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-413902636555173608</id><published>2009-05-19T16:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T16:14:01.225+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i can wait forever'/><title type='text'>without you with me</title><content type='html'>Hey. Sayang told me to update. Thats it. Ive updated already. Haha. I love my sayang. Happy. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-413902636555173608?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/413902636555173608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=413902636555173608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/413902636555173608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/413902636555173608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/05/without-you-with-me.html' title='without you with me'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-7216375009227265284</id><published>2009-05-06T20:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T20:43:53.352+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love is cinta'/><title type='text'>a twist in my story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I can't get close if you're not there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I can't get inside if there's no soul there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I can't face you, I can't save you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's something you'll have to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So I'll let you go, I'll set you free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And when you've seen what you need to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When you find you, come back to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And I hope you find everything that you need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'll be right here waiting to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When you find you, come back to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;6 May 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Saddest. Troubling. Dead. Mute. Crystal and me tried being mute today. We both started at 11:45am. But I ACCIDENTALLY broke mine at 12:20pm. And NOT ON PURPOSE AGAIN, I broke it at 02:38pm. Its hard to be mute. DOT. Anw, our point is we were trying to live like the mute. How is it gonna be like if you can't speak for YOUR WHOLE LIFE. I had barely passed an hour of being mute. What more, my whole life. So ppl kept staring at us in school when we started to do those hand signals. I was kinda irritated. What's SO WRONG about trying to live like them? AH. At least we tried. (: I am blessed I have a voice to speak. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So be glad you can even speak. Just don't take it for granted.&lt;/span&gt; Oh anw, I am planning to work in the month of June. Maybe MacD. Among all the places, I think MacD has the nicest uniform. Haha. Image is important kay. First impression lasts forever. Oh I am going Farrer Park again this Sunday. Guess I am gonna go there every Sunday now. Nah, at least I get paid. Haha. Can SHOPPING TOO! Haha. OH I FAST TODAY. As usual, by the Evening, I was dropping dead alr. By the time I reached home, I rushed to the toilet to wash my leg and then to my COMFORTABLE bed! WOOHOO. Haha. Slept till like 7? I was stoning while waiting to break my fast. Think thru alot of random stuffs. I don't know what's wrong w me today. If I have ever offended anyone today, I am genuinely sorry. I apologized for what I have done. Maybe trying to be mute is not a good thing after all. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I laugh, I love, I hope, I try, I hurt, I need, I fear, I cry. And I know you do the same things too. So we're really not that different, me and you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-7216375009227265284?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/7216375009227265284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=7216375009227265284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/7216375009227265284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/7216375009227265284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/05/twist-in-my-story.html' title='a twist in my story'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-2226457162716884189</id><published>2009-05-05T19:37:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T20:06:14.527+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tales don&apos;t tell themselves'/><title type='text'>a lesson in romantics</title><content type='html'>1 . Besides your lips , where is your favorite spot to get kissed ?&lt;br /&gt;MY ASS. -.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 . How do you feel when you woke up this morning ?&lt;br /&gt;Dead. Damn tired. Rushed to school anw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 . Who was the last person you took photo with ?&lt;br /&gt;Faz. Pasir Ris Beach. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 . Would you consider yourself be spoilt ?&lt;br /&gt;Definitely not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 . Would you ever donate blood ?&lt;br /&gt;Duh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 . Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite sex ?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. My brother. Joey Ho. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 . Do you want someone dead ?&lt;br /&gt;Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 . What does your last text message say ?&lt;br /&gt;" Best i feel so torn up. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 . What are you thinking of right now?&lt;br /&gt;How bad this year is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 . Do you wish someone was with you right now ?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, my Sayang. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 . What time did you go sleep last night ?&lt;br /&gt;Ask my Sayang luh. Bloody late i tell you. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 . Where did you buy the T - shirt you are wearing now ?&lt;br /&gt;School. Track and field shirt. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 . Is someone on your mind right now ?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Especially my troubled friends. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 . 10 people tagged to do this quiz :&lt;br /&gt;1. gracek&lt;br /&gt;2. crystal&lt;br /&gt;3. gina xhm&lt;br /&gt;4. cuzzy zakiyah&lt;br /&gt;5. cuzzy aqim&lt;br /&gt;6. cuzzy amalina&lt;br /&gt;7. natasha&lt;br /&gt;8. eeka&lt;br /&gt;9. yvonne&lt;br /&gt;10. tee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 . Who is 2[crystal] having a relationship with ?&lt;br /&gt;Wow, fate. Um, no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 . Is 3[gina xhm] a male or a female ?&lt;br /&gt;Female. My crush-er. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 . If 7[natasha] and 10[tee] get together will that be a good thing ?&lt;br /&gt;Weird. -.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 . What is 1[gracek] studying about ?&lt;br /&gt;Life. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 . Is 4[zakiyah] single ?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 . Say something about 2[crystal] ?&lt;br /&gt;My damn good buddy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 . What do you think about 3[gina xhm] and 6[amalina] being together ?&lt;br /&gt;They don't know each other. -.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 . Describe 9[yvonne].&lt;br /&gt;An awesome friend. The one who will always make you feel happy all the time. Regardless on whatever situations, she can definitely cheer you up. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 . What will you do if 6[amalina] and 7[natasha] fight ?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing. Haha. Natasha will point out what she thinks is right and amalina will just hear her nag? Haha. They don't know each other though. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 . Do you like 8[eeka] ?&lt;br /&gt;Duh. My KAKI GEREK. (: Hope you change to a better person alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-2226457162716884189?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/2226457162716884189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=2226457162716884189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/2226457162716884189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/2226457162716884189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/05/lesson-in-romantics.html' title='a lesson in romantics'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-1387405928382208110</id><published>2009-05-05T18:41:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T20:47:20.552+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waking the fallen'/><title type='text'>headstrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I love you too much, it shows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;All my emotions go out of control. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Hectic week. Full of test. Except on thurs. Still, there is assembly. Ah sian. Im sure i'll score well for Geo ytd. Today's Physics, ugh, do any-o-how. Winkwink. Haha. Tmr's Chem! SO GONNA DO WELL. Fri's Eng Mye. GONNA DO WELL TOO. Oh anw, i think my school is DAMN KIASU. The bloody Swine Flu haven't even hit Singapore and yet they're taking these kinds of meausres. Its good though. But for me, its damn stupid. Especially when you needa get in and outta school. BLOODY BIG SCHOOL, ENTRANCE AND EXIT ONLY ONE BLOODY SMALL GATE! I hate going to school now. I realized that this year's a bad year for ALMOST EVERYONE. I DO NOT KNOW WHY. Why does ppl still wanna relive the past? MOST OF THEM I MEAN. Honestly, to me, the past is almost perfect. I mean, compared to now. Oh God, why? Why is this year so ... I guess this is a sign that the World's gonna die soon. I mean, look, now the Swine flu's killing us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;If people are truly, madly, deeply in love with each other, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;they will find a way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Don't think too much bud. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-1387405928382208110?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/1387405928382208110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=1387405928382208110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/1387405928382208110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/1387405928382208110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/05/headstrong.html' title='headstrong'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-5996703124007725214</id><published>2009-05-03T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T11:38:36.809+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='... or not to be'/><title type='text'>to be</title><content type='html'>The only real mistake is the one from which we learn nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-5996703124007725214?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/5996703124007725214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=5996703124007725214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/5996703124007725214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/5996703124007725214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-be.html' title='to be'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-6871265548954135806</id><published>2009-05-02T12:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T12:52:23.728+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='.. makes perfect'/><title type='text'>practice..</title><content type='html'>The most important thing in communication is hearing what isn't being said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-6871265548954135806?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/6871265548954135806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=6871265548954135806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/6871265548954135806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/6871265548954135806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/05/practice.html' title='practice..'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-861712773874871225</id><published>2009-05-01T09:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T09:28:04.917+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='next plane home'/><title type='text'>empty streets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SfpKLGh9xLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/VLMcpXh5rkk/s1600-h/the_uninvited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330654663538492594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SfpKLGh9xLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/VLMcpXh5rkk/s320/the_uninvited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Watched this on Wednesday night. LOVE IT! Haha. Gussed you guys should probably watch it too. Its not that scary. I do recommend those don't-like-horror-flicks people to watch. I rate it 9/10. NICE. Alright, I watched Unborn too. That was yesterday night. Gosh, I suddenly love horror flicks now. Haha. COOL. Well, ART Mye is really coming. I needa start to do the preps alr! I haven't started! I mean, my brain's empty. Lol. Going White Sands later. Meet the Hockers to study together. Bringing cam too. Not taking pics w them! Haha. For Art Mye luh. Gotta take pics of anything/something to do w SEA. I chose that topic. I need opinions ppl! HELP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-861712773874871225?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/861712773874871225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=861712773874871225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/861712773874871225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/861712773874871225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/05/empty-streets.html' title='empty streets'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SfpKLGh9xLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/VLMcpXh5rkk/s72-c/the_uninvited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-247102560196464778</id><published>2009-04-29T16:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T16:24:10.212+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='... is a moment I treasure'/><title type='text'>every moment with you...</title><content type='html'>Sup. Gosh, June's gonna be a damn hectic month. Im selected to go to the Sarawak Malay Learning Journey. Then the Obs. Now, the Cambodia trip. G.O.S.H. Im like travelling around the world! Haha. Um, great. Im leaving Singapore on 2nd June for Sarawak. And guessed I'll be back by the 5th. In addition, on 7th, I am leaving for Cambodia. Again, G.O.S.H. Sigh. Busy busy busy. I GOT ONLY 2 DAYS' REST. Ah. Oh well I know I am so gonna HAVE FUN being there. Haha. I WANT TO GO SHOPPING! (: (: (: Haha. Well I have been studying this few days. Cuz MYE IS COMING! Lol. Um, the Malay Paper 1 and 2 are over and done with. HAHA. I think Paper 2 was easy. I finished the paper like in 45mins. Began stoning after that. Hmm. THERE IS NAPFA 5 STATIONS TMR! I am so excited! Haha. HAVING FUN THEN. Oh Ms Neo talked about appreciating life this morning. Whoa. Super coincidence luh. Lol. Alright done. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-247102560196464778?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/247102560196464778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=247102560196464778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/247102560196464778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/247102560196464778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/04/every-moment-with-you.html' title='every moment with you...'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-8939691713823715760</id><published>2009-04-28T21:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:41:46.993+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='been missing you crazy'/><title type='text'>endurance</title><content type='html'>Sometimes you feel tired, feel weak. When you fell weak, you feel like you wanna just give up. But you gotta search within you, find that inner strength. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-8939691713823715760?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/8939691713823715760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=8939691713823715760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/8939691713823715760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/8939691713823715760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/04/endurance.html' title='endurance'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-8603440504175052268</id><published>2009-04-24T13:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T13:44:05.720+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired of being sorry'/><title type='text'>truth in sincerity</title><content type='html'>Am having training later. Still not sure whether its at school or Nyp. Hmm. Today I received my Mye Art topics. There's six of them. Big. Sea. Fun. Six. Hub. Red. Im picking either SEA or FUN. On the day of my Art exam, I gotta paint on anything w regards to the topic I chose. Days before our exam, I still gotta do some prep work. This is to ensure that I can get inspired by my preps on the day of the exam itself. During Physics, I ACCIDENTALLY kicked mrs seow's leg! Ahh. It was so not on purpose. Well she pinched me to get her revenge. What the hell. I blame her for standing so close to me. Haha! Okay done w th school work. I needa teach some values to you. Guessed you were really kinda sorta rude to me. I didnt really realized it till I talk to my AWESOME friends. Thanks guys. (: And there ARE WAYS to apologize in the correct manner. What's the point of saying sorry if you're not genuine abt it at all? Ugh. I mean firstly, you're looking down on me. Secondly, I feel like you dont trust me at all.  Yeah. I gotta teach some values. Sometimes, I wonder if you were really treating me like a friend. Im kinda sorta on a crossroad now. You were really rude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-8603440504175052268?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/8603440504175052268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=8603440504175052268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/8603440504175052268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/8603440504175052268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/04/truth-in-sincerity.html' title='truth in sincerity'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-6904268570659977501</id><published>2009-04-22T20:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T21:43:24.560+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuck with each other'/><title type='text'>i wanna be</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/Se8W-HgECfI/AAAAAAAAAMo/1h1KeWW8cGI/s1600-h/peaceful%2520calm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327502140623817202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/Se8W-HgECfI/AAAAAAAAAMo/1h1KeWW8cGI/s320/peaceful%2520calm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this picture. Its beautiful. Stunning. Picturesque. I need something. Just something. To ease my mind. Break? I've been saying that A LOT of time. Damn. MYE is coming less than a month! Plus, Mother Tongue's the first paper. WHATT. I was dead ytd. Went home, saw th bed, rest and I fell asleep straightaway. At 7? Gosh. I was shag. School 've been tiring for me recently. Ain't sure why. I noticed I dont really 've homework to do everyday. Other than mother tongue. Lol. Anw, life is getting harder. Everybody's been stressed and worked up ONLY this year. What is w 2009 mann? Gosh. Hey 've you ever wonder? Would you rather chase/go for your ambition or stay w your partner? Yeah, say when you're attached. Which would you choose. No people, Im single. Haha. Im just wondering. I've been so random recently. Lol. Thats dush. Haha! Winkwink. June is coming. Im happy. Sarawak and Obs is coming. Im excited. Very. Haha. I wonder, (again!) what if you shut your eyes and you scare you can never open them again? What happens next? You find your way thru hell, heaven? Hmm. What if, you die, w regrets? Die, without even getting a chance to say goodbye? What if you left this world, without having a chance to make up all th bad things you've done in life? What if you left this world, without having to say sorry? What if? My mind is going berserk. All these thoughts, they're filling my head aimlessly. But all in all, I am happy. W all th people that fill colours into my life. Im blessed w all these things. Im glad i 've a family. Im glad i 've friends. Im glad i 've all the necessities in life. Like fresh water, food, clean clothes and etc. I am glad. My ambition is to become the world's greatest hairstylist. But I wanna help people in other ways too. I wanna put an end to poverty. I wanna make a difference. I wanna make the word 'slum' no longer exist. The world will be more, peaceful. Calm. BETTER. Everyone will then lead a happy life. No more wars. Riots. Conflicts. I want to. I aspire to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-6904268570659977501?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/6904268570659977501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=6904268570659977501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/6904268570659977501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/6904268570659977501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-wanna-be.html' title='i wanna be'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/Se8W-HgECfI/AAAAAAAAAMo/1h1KeWW8cGI/s72-c/peaceful%2520calm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-1221329760034987438</id><published>2009-04-20T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T23:10:47.964+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='move on'/><title type='text'>patience is a virtue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SeyQQGiiUoI/AAAAAAAAAMg/61EG3yAQdoo/s1600-h/00091xfh%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326791065580229250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SeyQQGiiUoI/AAAAAAAAAMg/61EG3yAQdoo/s320/00091xfh%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Had a tiring day. Yeah partly to Elearning. Went out w YOU and watch 17 Again! Strictly humourous. Haha! I was nagged by YOU today. Countless of times, I should say. Haha! From the Lrt to Cp, the Mrt to Vivo, th Mrt from Vivo and LASTLY, the Lrt from Cp. Gosh. I guess 17 Again is A REAL DAMN GOOD movie. So, WATCH IT! (: Everyone was practically laughing and enjoying themselves in the cinema. It was worth watching. Its a will-mood-you kinda movie. If you guys get what I mean. Like when its humourous, its REALLY funny. If its very tears-in-your-eyes scene, you're REALLY gonna cry. Im really sorry alright. When it comes to Zac Efron, I cant stop talking. Haha! Especially HIS HAIR! Well I guessed I did a DAMN GOOD JOB today. I restricted YOU to not eat ice. And well, even though you didnt wanna beg, at least .. Haha! Oh another movie called ' Up ' is coming! Its cute-ing! Haha. Hope I can watch w YOU again. Haha. Overall, I had a great tiring day. And I DID SURVIVED sessions of nagging. Haha. Oh! I learnt the word ' dush ' from the movie? It sounds so old-school? I LIKE. Haha. Shall start using it. (: Alright its getting late and I still havent iron my uniforms. Later. Love YOU. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-1221329760034987438?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/1221329760034987438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=1221329760034987438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/1221329760034987438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/1221329760034987438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/04/patience-is-virtue.html' title='patience is a virtue'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SeyQQGiiUoI/AAAAAAAAAMg/61EG3yAQdoo/s72-c/00091xfh%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-3156000026078239663</id><published>2009-04-20T12:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T12:47:44.736+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart of gold'/><title type='text'>head of a lion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/Sev8IcwB3MI/AAAAAAAAAMY/tYvfgChYkAE/s1600-h/DSCN0011%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326628206382537922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/Sev8IcwB3MI/AAAAAAAAAMY/tYvfgChYkAE/s320/DSCN0011%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" There’s always going to be another mountain.&lt;br /&gt;   I’m always going to want to make it move.&lt;br /&gt;  Always going to be an uphill battle,&lt;br /&gt;  Sometimes I'm going to have to lose,&lt;br /&gt;  Ain’t about how fast I get there,&lt;br /&gt;  Ain’t about what’s waiting on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;  It’s the climb "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. Well im inspired. Oh and I swear I hate Elearning day. Haha. Its like .. inevitable. Lol. Annoying much luh today. I didnt do math. Dont wanna care either. Anw Im going out later. 17 Again! Haha. Im tired! Lol. Still gotta fix my damned Ezlink. Ah. Oh, due to someone's request, I'VE UPLOADED PICS ON FACEBOOK! Haha. Oh and I love love love my SAYANG. (Happy now?) Haha. Later. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-3156000026078239663?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/3156000026078239663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=3156000026078239663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/3156000026078239663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/3156000026078239663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/04/head-of-lion.html' title='head of a lion'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/Sev8IcwB3MI/AAAAAAAAAMY/tYvfgChYkAE/s72-c/DSCN0011%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-1423546690721976292</id><published>2009-04-13T16:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T16:31:32.678+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SLY'/><title type='text'>break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SeL3q8mkcLI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/9xkwfy_hwdU/s1600-h/IMG_0467[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324090026699813042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SeL3q8mkcLI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/9xkwfy_hwdU/s320/IMG_0467%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SOMEONE TOLD ME TO UPDATE MY BLOG. Well im updating now. Bleh. (: Thanks uh, sayang. Haha. The past few weeks and days 've been painful, agonizing, hurtful for me. Shall not elaborate more. Well, I lost a friend. NO. NO ONE DIED. -.- Lol. And secondly, ManU was back on top table. Ugh. No offense to ManU fans. Liverpool 've been working so hard. Yet they're like alw either on top table or fall back to second. Its annoying! Haha. I LOVE STEVEN GERRARD and FRENANDO TORRES. Haha. They're like a HOTTT guy couple playing together. Haha. Well I missed SRC twice. Sad. I really miss HOCKEY. Dot. I've been concentrating on My Nationals ever since. It ... idk. Sickening? Yeah pretty much. Tmr is My NATIONALS! AH. Im missing school. Damn. There's like Physics tmr. Oh and SS is KILLING ME. There's like alot of bloody words to get into my head. Ugh. NATIONALS TMR! Die die die. Scary scary scary. Art is killing me too. Gotta hand in the project by tmr. I left like 3, 4 pages. Ah. Its so hard to brain-wreck nowadays. I really needa BREAK. I've been saying it for like GAZILLION times. BUT 'VE NEVER EVER WORK ON IT. Damn me. Im watching 17 again! WOOHOO. And I really really wanna go to Henderson Wave. Its like filled w SERENITY there. Damn again. I want to fly. I really needa break. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-1423546690721976292?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/1423546690721976292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=1423546690721976292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/1423546690721976292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/1423546690721976292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/04/break.html' title='break'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SeL3q8mkcLI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/9xkwfy_hwdU/s72-c/IMG_0467%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-2158621544431076471</id><published>2009-04-03T14:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T15:12:49.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SLY'/><title type='text'>maybe one day you and me'll have... one more shot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Like is puny. Love on th other hand, is a word that most of us would run away from...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Chem and Physics test today. Chem was easy. (: Hopefully, I'll get high marks for it. And its confirmed. IM GOING SARAWAK! (: WOOHOO. Received th confirmation later just now. I felt super pleased. Haha. I've allcomers tmr at Bukit Gombak Stadium. Hope I'll clinch sth. (: Im going OBS too. How cool is that? HOTTT. Haha. JUNE WILL BE A HECTIC MONTH. ): Sad sad. Alright I rlly miss hockey.): Cant go for Src today. AH. Tidy up my blog a little. DOT. And that channel8 9pm show's super cool. THIS YEAR'S A SINGAPORE SPORTS YEAR! YEAHH. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-2158621544431076471?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/2158621544431076471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=2158621544431076471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/2158621544431076471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/2158621544431076471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/04/maybe-one-day-you-and-mell-have-one.html' title='maybe one day you and me&apos;ll have... one more shot'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-6531377117947413596</id><published>2009-04-01T16:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T17:02:21.186+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SLY'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>" Anything worth doing is worth doing well. What's worth doing may not necessary be th right thing. I cant foresee th future. For all you know, th person is abt t accept you when you give up. For all you know, th person might nvr accept you. If you think it's th right thing, dont give up. If you think otherwise, let it go. Since I cant foresee th future, I can only guide you. Th decision is still up t you. " Thanks for th help. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;" Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life ... You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did somethng dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leave you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like " maybe we should just be friends " turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real-g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ets-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;inside-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;you-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and-r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ips you-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;apart-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pain. I hate love. ~Neil Gaeman. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-6531377117947413596?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/6531377117947413596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=6531377117947413596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/6531377117947413596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/6531377117947413596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/04/anything-worth-doing-is-worth-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-4007620304150768365</id><published>2009-03-29T17:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T18:29:55.409+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SLY'/><title type='text'>serenity</title><content type='html'>Ytd was super packed? Haha. Went SS ssp in th morning. After all that went t Woodland library t take th Certificate of Participation thing. Super boring. But th buffet was like seeing th light from th darkest tunnel. Haha! AFTER THAT, went t SMU for th Breathe: Youth Speak thing. It was kinda funn. But I was alr feeling th tiredness building up in my body. Hmm. There was also a buffet. WHICH, was so much nicer than th one we'd at WLB. Okay dot. But overall, it was healthy luh. I mean, it should be. (: After going t th workshop which EUNICE CHEW pulled me to, I was rushing t look for Ms Neo. Had t rushed off t Orchard t meet th WEDOKS next. Surprised, I was actually th first t be there. Haha. Yeah th wedoks came late. We then went t Far East Plaza t eat FREE LUNCH at Cahaya restrauant. Was awesome. (: We even camwhored there too. Haha. Thanks KAK AILI for th treat. HAPPY BELATED BIRHDAY T YOU TOO! We bus-ed t City Hall next. Kak Hanis showed me some random video abt th Wonder Girls from Korea (?) Haha! " I want nobody, nobody but you! Clapclap. Clap. '' Th song was super CUTE. So we camwhored all th wayy t Esplanade. When we arrived, th EARTH HOUR concert was jamming up. I think I heard Utt' voice. COOL. And I think we saw VJ Denise there. Th stalls there were super friendly. Esp th Coca Cola one. (: There's this Scout girl, who provided free Coke cans for anybody there. (: SO, we attacked th Coke stall and had a Coke can each. Our tummy was super bloated. Haha. We then found a phone booth. EVEN CAMWHORED IN THERE! Haha. Super funn luh camwhoring w them. Walkwalk till th ARTS HOUSE. Yeah camwhore and camwhore again. Haha. We then decided t take a break. Sat down near th Singapore River. Th night was romantic. Waited for th EARTH HOUR T SNEAK IN. By 8.30pm, nth rlly happened. Me and cuzzy was super infuriated. Went t th CAVENAGH BRIDGE (?). Near th Fullerton there. We went in Fullerton too! CAMWHORED THERE EVEN! Th toilet was super cool. DAMN DIVINE. Haha. We went home then. Word of th day for ytd, " CLARKE QUAY! " W Kak Hanis' accent. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early morning. Help Mom w th housework. Well only one actually. Haha Which was t sweep th whole hall. Did my ART too. Touched up on th Eagle. Haha. Went t Crystal house t do th project on Macedonia. Met Yvonne and Huiyi too. (: Did Art again too. Only drew th BADGE I got during th trip t S.A.M. and Peranakan Museum. Then did th Macedonia project. It was a long progress t do it. Till now, I've only like 5 slides? Yvonne teased me when I just got into th 3rd slide. Tsk. Haha. She was busy doing her own project too. (: Suddenly, thunder came. I fret that there'll be heavy rain. ): Yeah indeed it happened. Dot. By then yvonne wanted t go off. We sent her near th LRT station IN TH BIG HEAVY RAIN. Haha. Its been a long time I'd actually play in th rain alright. Kinda funn. But it was too cold. So we sent yvonne and went back t Crystal's house. Then I started blogging. (: Oh well I DONT WANT TMR T COME! There's like, SS AND GEOG. Plus trg too. Gosh. Maybe Im not going trg. Ms Neo just texted me t see whether I can train my shot put tmr. ): Allcomers this Saturday. At Bukit Gombak Stadium I think. Hmm. OH PPL! READ TODAY'S STRAITS TIMES. (: There's news on our TRACKKERS! They'd won Sports Sch by 0.1sec in th 4x2oom race ytd during th SPH. Wow. This year's like SKSS SPORTS YEAR. WOOHOO! BREKTHROUGH! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" The human heart has hidden treasures. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;   In secret kept, in silence sealed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;   The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;   Whose charms were broken if revealed. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-4007620304150768365?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/4007620304150768365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=4007620304150768365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/4007620304150768365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/4007620304150768365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/03/serenity.html' title='serenity'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-4407188971070261004</id><published>2009-03-26T15:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T15:41:20.642+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SLY'/><title type='text'>i will alw loathe you</title><content type='html'>WOOHOO! I've finally posted. Haha okay. Alot of stuffs 've been happening recently. Dont rlly wna brag cuz Im not rlly into it now. Hmm. Th March holis was such a BORE.  I started my diet. Yeahhhh. This week, CRYSTAL 've been enduring w me. Thanks buddy. (: Yeah abt th diet duh. Haha. On TUESDAY, Crystal and I went t Delta earlier basically cuz I wanted t fix my damned specs. Dot. After its all done, WE RUSHED t Delta. I was at th back struggling w my painful leg. Sadsad. When we arrive, it was th half-time period. Saw Yvonne and her friends. We were then instructed t sit somewher. Haha. Th second-half was okayy. There were obviously alot of chances for St Nicks. (: In th end, it went into th extra-time which, was goaless too. Dot. Haha. Ohmygoodness, th PENALTY FLICKS was unbearable! It seems ironic though. Im not even a part of St Nicks and yet I felt nervous for them. AWESOME. When Janna scored th first penalty goal, it was strictly ecstatic-ing. Haha. And then th glory continued w Rhys' and Peiyi's goals. SUPER AWESOME. I saw alot of ppl hugging each other. Aww. Haha. Our guys' match was next! Woohoo. Duh they'd won. Cool. Th moment Ary's drag flick went into th goal, I was alr cheering like madd. And it went to Fareez's and Ary's drag flick again. SUPER UBER AWESOME. Okay enough of all th hyper-ing stuffs. Arrived home like at 8? Okay dot. Oh yeah thanks t VINCENT NATASHA, I kept saying all th DOT(s) in th world. Haha. So ytd I didnt went  sch. Went clinic in th bloody morning t check on my leg. Hmm Im better now. Thanks for all th concern ppl. (: Ppl misses me. Haha. Went sch today. PE was super AGONIZING. Had terrible stomach ache and I thought I was having stomach cramps. Dot. Had a lil funn though. Then halfway I went t shit in th toilet. I SHIT SUPER FAST! Haha. Had assembly too. I think it was interesting. I mean like having ppl all th way from th States. WOW COOL. (: Th talks that they'd shared w us was also meaningful. Thanks t ... oh shit I frgot their names alr. Haha! So th malays needa stayback for a short while. Cuz of? WE'RE GOING SARAWAK! Woohoo! (: Well not confirm though but still, th thought of it makes me go WOOHOO. I hope I'll get chosen. Haha. Among almost all th malays in sch, only 24 will get chosen. Goodness. Thats like impossible t even dream abt it. Dot. But I RLLY RLLY wna go! D: Okay Im glad I'd posted today. It means that Im still alive. HAHA! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-4407188971070261004?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/4407188971070261004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=4407188971070261004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/4407188971070261004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/4407188971070261004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-will-alw-loathe-you.html' title='i will alw loathe you'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-7356849663736731060</id><published>2009-03-17T10:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T10:33:48.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good morning</title><content type='html'>Had a good night sleep last night. Even though slept like after midnight. Wow haha. (: Hmm went surfing and found some Gina's blog. Thanks GINA! (: So my Art mates and I are going th S.A.M. later. Woohoo we're so gna camwhore later. Haha! We're gna bus-ed there tgt w Ms Tan. she's pretty cool actually. But sometimes she gets on ppl nerves easily. Haha! (: Sorry ehh. Alright Im abt done here. Hey does anyone knows a book called  Random Houses by an author called Jane Eyre? I need that book. Thanks. (:&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link.  &lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx"&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-7356849663736731060?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/7356849663736731060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=7356849663736731060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/7356849663736731060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/7356849663736731060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/03/good-morning.html' title='good morning'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-166292223460903629</id><published>2009-03-17T10:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T10:34:30.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>truth</title><content type='html'>Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. [ gosh, so me! ]&lt;br /&gt;You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties. [ love this quizzyy thing. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a true romantic. [ awww, heard that ppl? ]&lt;br /&gt;When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true. [ im touched. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. [ wow, i didnt know. ]&lt;br /&gt;And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person. [ ooOhh exciting. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. [ ohmygoodness! ]&lt;br /&gt;The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. [ wow, action speaks louder than words please. ]&lt;br /&gt;But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;Your views on Education is very important in life. [ WHOA. impossible. math's like so prior and I hate 'em. ]&lt;br /&gt;You want to study hard and learn as much as you can. [ this, I can agee with. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing what you like to do is important. [ love this one. ]&lt;br /&gt;Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying. [ Im lovin' it! ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel. [ haha. Im a short-tempered. Bad for health. ): ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are full of energy and confidence.&lt;br /&gt;You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean.&lt;br /&gt;You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long. [ haha. the right views of myself! ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-166292223460903629?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/166292223460903629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=166292223460903629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/166292223460903629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/166292223460903629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/03/truth.html' title='truth'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-6875022542844120701</id><published>2009-03-16T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T23:19:43.861+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in silence sealed'/><title type='text'>in secret kept,</title><content type='html'>Alright, 3 posts for today? Awesome! (: Well aft coming home from WLB, I was damn fatigue. Basically cuz I felt like my nose's gna drop off anytime soon. -.- Its frezzzzingggg! Till it made me didnt eat lunch. ): I wasnt starving though. But still, its unhealthy. Skipskip, during th night totally referred to my comp. My eyes' are starting to hurt now. God damned bright screen. ): Oh im going for a swim tmr. (: Care to join me? NO. Its all me, myself and I for tmr's swim. (: All th freedom I've. (: Oh Im going to th S.A.M tmr too. [ Singapore Art Museum ] -.- And th Peranakan museum too. (: I'll bet my art mates and I are gna be camwhoring! (: Okay. Plus, chanelyn called me just now! (: Ohmy I miss her. Pri sch friend. (: And do yknw what's RLLY ironic? We stay only 2 blocks away and we've never met for years! Goodness gracious! Shame on me! - Copyrighted by Mdm Tami. [ Haha! ] Alright, I talked to Yvonne too. She's so down luh. Ohmy, what's w th mood of this damned world? Hmm sigh. But she's feeling much btr now. Pleased to know that . (: Okay done. (: Oh ppl! Do th quiz below! Its real cool. Night. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-6875022542844120701?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/6875022542844120701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=6875022542844120701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/6875022542844120701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/6875022542844120701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-secret-kept.html' title='in secret kept,'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-5704877356249390157</id><published>2009-03-16T22:04:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T23:08:24.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling btr.(:</title><content type='html'>TEN ARE YOU[s]&lt;br /&gt;01. are you single - nope. i've a girl friend. haha kidding. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;02. are you happy - yeahh. do yknwsmiling requires lesser energy than frowning? (:&lt;/div&gt;03. are you bored - not rlly. this TEN thing fascinates me. (:&lt;br /&gt;04. are you fair - definitely. im a libraian. libra[s] are fair ppl.&lt;br /&gt;05. are you Italian - duh, no.&lt;br /&gt;06. are you intelligent - yes. in my own wayy (:&lt;br /&gt;07. are you honest - definitely. im a direct person. (:&lt;br /&gt;08. are you nice - obviously! (:&lt;br /&gt;09. are you Irish - nah.&lt;br /&gt;10. are you Asian - duhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN FACTS&lt;br /&gt;01. full name - nur sakinah bte mohd fauzi&lt;br /&gt;02. nickname - sakinah. sak. saki. nina. SUCK? -.-&lt;br /&gt;03. birthplace - Singapore, my country, my home. (:&lt;br /&gt;04. hair colour - darkest brown? (:&lt;br /&gt;05. natural hair style - straight&lt;br /&gt;06. eye colour - dark brown&lt;br /&gt;07. birthday - 19 october&lt;br /&gt;08. Mood - fascinated? (:&lt;br /&gt;09. favourite colour - black, lime green, hot pink. (:&lt;br /&gt;10. One place you would like to visit - Paris, France. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE&lt;br /&gt;01. have you ever been in love - yes.&lt;br /&gt;02. do you believe in love at first sight - definitely, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;03. do you currently have a crush - yeahh. (:&lt;br /&gt;04. have you ever been hurt emotionally - long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;05. have you ever broken someone's heart - long time ago too.&lt;br /&gt;06. have you ever had your heart broken - yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;07. have you ever liked someone but never told them - uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;08. are you afraid of commitment - defintely, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;09. who was the last person you hugged - wow, i dont rmb. well cry tried seducing me today. does that conuts? haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;10. who was the last person you said i love you to - eunice chew? haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN THIS OR THAT&lt;br /&gt;01. love or lust - L.O.V.E.&lt;br /&gt;02. hard liquor or beer - its harmful for me to drink both. (: religion thingy.&lt;br /&gt;03. cats or dogs - cats.&lt;br /&gt;04. a few best friends or any regular friends - certainly few bestest. (:&lt;br /&gt;05. creamy or crunchy - depends if they're healthy. im dieting (:&lt;br /&gt;06. pencil or pen - PEN.&lt;br /&gt;07. wild night out or romantic night in - romantic night. (:&lt;br /&gt;08. money or happiness - " money cant buy happiness " (:&lt;br /&gt;09. night or day - night. love starring at th moon. (:&lt;br /&gt;10. IM or phone - Instant Messaging. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN HAVE YOU EVER&lt;br /&gt;01. been sneaking out - not for now. why?&lt;br /&gt;02. seen a polar bear - tv. discovery channel. (:&lt;br /&gt;03. done something you regret - everyone does. " people make mistakes " (:&lt;br /&gt;04. bungee jumped - would love to. (:&lt;br /&gt;05. eaten food that fell on the floor - yeah. im hygenic by th wayy. (:&lt;br /&gt;06. finish an entire jaw breaker - idk what's that. -.-&lt;br /&gt;07. been caught naked - baby?&lt;br /&gt;08. wanted an exbf/gf back - sometimes. dot.&lt;br /&gt;09. cried because you lost a pet - didnt even have/had one please.&lt;br /&gt;10. wanted to disappear - depends. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN PREFERENCES IN A PARTNER&lt;br /&gt;01. smile or eyes - eyes. (:&lt;br /&gt;02. light or dark hair - light. (:&lt;br /&gt;03. hugs and kisses - hugs. (:&lt;br /&gt;04. shorter or taller - taller. (:&lt;br /&gt;05. intelligence or attraction - both? (:&lt;br /&gt;06. topman or zara - " quantity not quality " (;&lt;br /&gt;07. funny or serious - definitely someone w a sense of humour!&lt;br /&gt;08. older or younger - older = matured. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;09. outgoing or quiet - outgoing. since im one. (:&lt;/div&gt;10. sweet or bad - little sweet nothings. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN HAVE YOU[s]&lt;br /&gt;01. ever performed in front of a large crowd - SYF in primary sch. (:&lt;br /&gt;02. ever talked on the phone for more than an hour - yeahh. early last year. LONG TIME AGO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;03. ever tried walking on your hands - definitely, maybe. (:&lt;/div&gt;04. ever been to a rock concert - no. ew. will ruined my ears. (:&lt;br /&gt;05. ever been on a cheerleading team - Sports leaders cheering counted? (:&lt;br /&gt;06. ever been on a dance team - yeahh. cool. (:&lt;br /&gt;07. ever been on a sports team - DUH! I PLAY HOCKEY! (:&lt;br /&gt;08. ever been in a drama/production - wish to. (:&lt;br /&gt;09. ever been on a BMW, Mercedes Benz,Escalade,Hummer or Bently - prefer walking. (:&lt;br /&gt;10. ever been on a rap video - what?! ew, no. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN LASTS&lt;br /&gt;01. last phone call you made - chanelyn! i miss her! (:&lt;br /&gt;02. last person you kissed - my goodnight pillow. (:&lt;br /&gt;03. last person you hung out with - crystal and her date. (:&lt;br /&gt;04. last time you worked - never worked before. -.-&lt;br /&gt;05. last person you talked to - phone and calls? arent they th same? -.-&lt;br /&gt;06. last person you IM'd - yvonne. she's feeling very down. cheering her up. (:&lt;br /&gt;07. last person you texted - IM and text. arent they th same? ughh!&lt;br /&gt;08. last person(s) you watched a movie with - crystal and gina? hsm 3. (:&lt;br /&gt;09. last person/thing you missed - chanelyn. ):&lt;br /&gt;10. last website visited - blogger? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN PEOPLE TO DO THIS&lt;br /&gt;` chanelyn.&lt;br /&gt;` crystal.&lt;br /&gt;` natasha.&lt;br /&gt;` yvonne. [ hope she's feeling btr. (: ]&lt;br /&gt;`eunice.&lt;br /&gt;` jaslyn&lt;br /&gt;` grace&lt;br /&gt;`jolyne&lt;br /&gt;`cuzzy zakiyah&lt;br /&gt;` whoever wants to do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-5704877356249390157?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/5704877356249390157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=5704877356249390157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/5704877356249390157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/5704877356249390157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/03/feeling-btr.html' title='feeling btr.(:'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-2577995151560308931</id><published>2009-03-16T12:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T12:50:50.502+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crystal has a date and i dont'/><title type='text'>i feel colddd</title><content type='html'>Wei. Firstly, i feel rlly cold. Yeah duh since i'd been here for so long. Im in library luh. Colddddd. So I woke up at 6.00am! Cuz of this contest I'm having at WLB. So currently Im still w crystal. Oh her friend just came. (: Not sure if her another friend is coming. Wa I feel like a loner. She seems to have more friends than I do. Okay whatever. As usual, my weekends were such a bore. I watched Definitely, maybe. Nah, this time not twice. Just once. Im planning to watch it every weekend. I think that's great. (: Hmm I think Im disturbing crystal and her date. ): Feel like an extra lol! And one more thing, Crystal keep coughing. Im afraid I'll get sick cuz of her. Choy! Touchwood. Basically idk what's th point of me blogging now. Haha. Okay now, Crystal's bugging me. Haha. Alright. Okay bye. (: Hahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-2577995151560308931?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/2577995151560308931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=2577995151560308931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/2577995151560308931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/2577995151560308931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-feel-colddd.html' title='i feel colddd'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-4807463348471135371</id><published>2009-03-10T22:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T22:44:18.624+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tonight will be the night...'/><title type='text'>what my heart wants to say</title><content type='html'>Wei. My weekends werent that great. Yeah such a bore. On Saturday, watched Defintely, Maybe [again (:] I watched twice in that day. Simply awesome. So didnt know what to do, I figured I should have a movie-marathon. Super cool. On Sunday, was boring either. So I read the Twilight book again. BORING WORLD. I wonder why this year suddenly seemed so boring. Like what the hell happen to the world please? Oh maybe cuz of the recession period? Ugh stupid me. Cant be -.- Well well well Denise just pointed out sth ytd. Thought she wanted to say sth at me in the first place. In the end, she was trying to tell me that she has an effing headache. I suddenly wonder, was I ever a doctor? Haha. But aww touched. People want to confide in me (: How cool can that ever be? Heh. And she says Im a nice to pinch person? LAUGH OUT LOUD. Haha. Okay finally, TODAY. Do not want to elaborate anything that happens during sch. So after sch, GINA taught me a little math. Sian though D: Well Im thankful to her at least. So, THANKS GINA (: Haha. And I rlly love my family (: (: (: (: Look at how we're coping. Its uberrr cool! Im glad I have persevering parents! I definitely thank God for that. Hmm had Art SSP at 2.30pm. So we finally 'painted' the effing small, little, tiny buildings! Asshole. Thankgoodness Ms Tan helped with our piece a little. Thank you (: Etc etc, the c'div soccer boys won their tournament. Boring watch -.- On the bright side they had won. Congrats. So that is it. All th stuffs that happened while I was offline-ing. Hahaha. Oh there's PE on thurs! Hockers can FINALLY play! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Im afraid. But yeah, following my heart (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-4807463348471135371?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/4807463348471135371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=4807463348471135371' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/4807463348471135371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/4807463348471135371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-my-heart-wants-to-say.html' title='what my heart wants to say'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-9175037382533802940</id><published>2009-03-06T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T22:54:01.504+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='but if you can find A reason to stay'/><title type='text'>there's a million reasons for you to go</title><content type='html'>Wei. Nth much happened today. Me and crywas rlly at some crossroad. Like its hard t decide please. Either t go fer th meeting or t watch th guys' hockey semis. Well we'd finally decided t watch th match instead. And guessed it paid off. They won! 1-0, during extra time. Ohmy Ary's drag flick won us th glory mann. Awesome. So they're into finals! Prolly next week (: Its gna be rlly cool yo! W th whole sch (okay, partly maybe) cheering fer th guys. Whoa. Awesome! Its gna rock seh. Delta will be filled w our cheers and all. Ohmy I must find th ear plug-ins. And buy strepsils too! My throat gna sore aft cheering. Hmm. Oh well sound so bimbo. Might as well dont bother. Haha. So during sch everything was per norm. Started w Art. Getting sick and tired of seeing th BIG BOARD of our painting. Everything's so blue luh. Must paint th small houses still. I REPEAT, PAINT th SMALL houses still. Ugh. Annoying. So blahblah Art ended. And went t chem class. Th new trainee tcher teaches us fer th first time. As usual, th class was noisy. ME DONT LIKE! Hw t study like that please! But all in all, th tcher's not bad. Since she's gna be a lecturer soon in SJC? Expected that she teaches us very fast. I cn cope though. Guess cuz I was sitting directly IN FRONT of th board. Yeahh blame mrs seow fer placing me there hah. Etc etc had english next. Gt CT eng result. 18/25. Glad. Got back my compo. OHMYGOODNESS. I was highest in class fer it. WOOHOO! 24/30 dude! Gosh awesome. Dread t write on it though. Haha! Well it paid off. So im glad. After recess had Physics. Had test too. I guess its very brief and easy. Yeahh call it simple and short (: And learnt th last thing on Chap 2. Yes, very brief again. Wa I think Physics' very straightforward. Coolcool. And I guess we're behind time on Physics. I mean like on tues only one period. Plus that period is at th end of th day. Like ohmy no one's listening when she's teaching luh! Ugh. Sitting in front isnt any better too. Hmph. Irritated. Esp by th 'immature' guys in class. Well whatever. And we should start SSP soon luh! Express I heard they'd started. I think th prior one is Physics. Hmm. Sec 3 is all abt Time Management. Eeyer! I dont wna go fer counselling. Haha! Oh well guessed I'd written a long post fer today. One last thing. I hope my family's coping great w th circumstances that we're gna face soon (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-9175037382533802940?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/9175037382533802940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=9175037382533802940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/9175037382533802940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/9175037382533802940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/03/theres-million-reasons-for-you-to-go.html' title='there&apos;s a million reasons for you to go'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-6331318748993851730</id><published>2009-03-03T17:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T18:24:30.180+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth in sincerity'/><title type='text'>special treatment? what th heck</title><content type='html'>Boredom please. Well gt my Emath test back ytd. Ohmygoodness i'd pass! HOHO! 25/39. Nt bad luh please. I mean like hello, i've been failing 'em kay. So im proud (: Hah. Oh! I've been reading Eclipse. Ohmy its freaking awesome. Aim t finish it by this week though (: And why is depression such an issue w my surrounding? Ugh. Shall nt elaborate then. Just felt like pouring that out -.- Okay so our game is on thurs morning ): I CNT PLAY PE! AHHH. I love softball. And we're missing it (AGAIN) Wth. Unfair world. On th bright side, i knw you ppl are gna miss me. So im honoured (: Hah! Well today art lesson was okay. I guess it was th FIRST art lesson that wasnt filled w boredom! Time just flies so fast. Intended t continue painting aft sch. But since tcher's nt free, oh well! Ugh. Experience alot of new stuffs in art today. Learnt how t stroke-painting? Haha. Idk hw t phrase it luh. Th piece we'd get rlly rlly rlly has alot of strokes. Dont believe it, ask HUN (: Thus my hand was sore aft doing it alot of time. Sigh. But I guess our piece's is th fastest one? Haha. NO offence though. Like idk. Ppl are starting t paint and we're halfway thru. All in all, painting is rlly a hard job ): No worries, im strong! Hah. Yeah call me ego LOL. Alright then. Gotta go. And i miss my Girl Friend! Haha random lol (: Oh one last thang t say. I dont like hw you treat me indiferently from others. Being biased t ppl is so NOT MY THANG please. I mean we have a chairperson and vice-chair in class. Make full use of them please. Im not th only one you cn ask help from or whatsoever right? Everything you've, " Oh sak, you help me... " Im not saying I dont want it. I rlly do appreciate 'em. But give other ppl a chance alright. Im not th only one who's living in this world. Be just alright. Too bad im a direct person. So yes I dont hold grudges. Whoever wna confessed t her that I'd written this abt her, go ahead. I'd knw what t say, explain. But my blog. My rights. Peace alright&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-6331318748993851730?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/6331318748993851730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=6331318748993851730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/6331318748993851730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/6331318748993851730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/03/special-treatment-what-th-heck.html' title='special treatment? what th heck'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-7666659467513411217</id><published>2009-02-27T22:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T22:25:19.246+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Time changed everything ):'/><title type='text'>Art class!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/Saf3TFiAkZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/VqUUnrV2908/s1600-h/starry+night.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307482593153814930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/Saf3TFiAkZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/VqUUnrV2908/s320/starry+night.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Starry Night, Vincent Van Gogh - 1889 )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well received another Art project today during Art class. We're expected t paint a drawing that we'd chose. So me and HUN picked 'Starry Night' by Vincent Van Gogh. Hmph. Desperately wanted 'Th Scream' painting by Edvard Munch. But Cepedd took it! Ahhh. It looks easier than Starry Night please. Plus th board we'd, is pretty big? Kay fine. IT IS BIG -.- Its 4ft by 4ft I think. Idk. So during Art class, me and HUN didnt knw what t do at first. Just started by doing th projector thing lol. Kinda boring. AND STUFFY! I was totally pespiring when tracing th drawing. I sweat like a pig please. Can ask my hockey mates if you dont believe me. Haha. Well, started tracing and finding paints. And mygoodness, th "paint" room is so smelly! Haha. But nah im strong (: So after finding all th blue paints, started painting lol. It feels weird somehow. Like yknw, everyone's painting white fer their backgrd. While me and HUN just started to paint th dark blue stuff. I think it was pretty bold of us. Hah! No luh. I guess it just wastes time and paint. Anw, our border's like, black. So white as th backgrd, nah weird -.- Yeah guess that's all. Homed and surf net t find out more abt 'Starry Night'. At least i knw sth abt th painting (: Oh plus i saw Hotbabe at rp! Haha. Her reaction was shocked, stunned? (: She then missed call me. I didnt realize, sorry! Heh. Called her, she said her keys lost. In fairprice lol. Ohmygoodness why are you so clumsy? Be extra careful next time please. Hope you've found yr keys though (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-7666659467513411217?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/7666659467513411217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=7666659467513411217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/7666659467513411217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/7666659467513411217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/02/art-class.html' title='Art class!'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/Saf3TFiAkZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/VqUUnrV2908/s72-c/starry+night.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-3938123320694954481</id><published>2009-02-27T16:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T17:03:07.439+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when darkness turns to light it ends tonight'/><title type='text'>one thought of you was all it takes..</title><content type='html'>Wei wei wei, miss me right? Hah i've been sending those kinda msges t ppl recently. Guess its basically cus its BOREDOM WEEK! With th common test piling up in th first two days. And all I did was mugging, mugging and mugging. Ugh. I need a life mann. Lol. Thank goodness there's no test on wed. But I guess it isnt any btr. Cuz we had free period for an hr. And all I did was... NOTHING! Yes, BOREDOM. Like ohmygoodness, why is my life so dull? Sigh. Well ytd's match was postponed cuz of th heavy rain. Omg its nt raining cats and dogs luh. More like raining elephants and giants! Freaking heavy please. We even needa shift places in TWSS' canteen cuz we dont wna get wet. On th bright side, it was a damn cooling sensation. Its best t sleep luh. Haha. And while waiting, ohmygeez, we kept buying snacks there! Like okay i buy alr. Then oh, im hungry again, okay, buy another snack! -.- Like whoa. We were amazingly hungry. Haha. I guess th one that bought th most was joyce? Haha! She stuffed everything she bought in her bag. And her bag look like some mini-shop selling snacks instead. So we kept on waiting, and waiting, AND waiting -.- Th boredom week is killing me! Haha. Oh i'd received my Physics tst paper back. Was a lil disappointed. Cuz i'd 37 at first. And another half mark will equivalent it t A1! Ugh. And cuz im VERY honest, I went up t mrs seow and told her she marked one of th question wrongly in my paper. So overall, I gt 36! ): Anw, its same as crystal! Haha (: Oh i gt th Eclipse bk! Like finally haha. And going home today was a killa ): Brought back th Twilight and Eclipse bk. Ohmy, yknw how heavy that is? -.- Okay lol. I cant wait knowing my English marks! (: (: Haha. Im VERY VERY excited! Okay. Oh people, I needa movie-break ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-3938123320694954481?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/3938123320694954481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=3938123320694954481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/3938123320694954481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/3938123320694954481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-thought-of-you-was-all-it-takes.html' title='one thought of you was all it takes..'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-3449000335431889652</id><published>2009-02-19T22:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T17:26:04.424+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Its all in th past alr. We gna play well in th next game (:'/><title type='text'>i miss Ma Hua Jia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SZ5vZim094I/AAAAAAAAAKg/HLOsNYyeB8s/s1600-h/color004.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304799895666096002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SZ5vZim094I/AAAAAAAAAKg/HLOsNYyeB8s/s320/color004.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Randomly found this link while reading cuzzy's blog. I think its cool too (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are Brown Monkey, who can show great consideration for those around you, and can act promptly and effectively. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although you may show tense nervousness, you try hard never to lose your dignity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have strong ego, and you are very sure and confident about yourself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although you look gentle, you can be strong minded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You also possess inquiring mind, that is greater than any other person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You keep your every day frustration and anger inside, and blow it all at once. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You should not keep your frustration inside, but talk and interact with people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are intelligent person, and acts quickly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have a talent in creating and coming up with new ideas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are a very passionate person.You are good at give and take tactics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can act without hesitation, so you would be good as a leader. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are rather competitive, and your character is like that of a man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may make a wrong move by relying too much on your instinct, and not taking into consideration the circumstance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You should be careful not to make the means turn into aims. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your effort and will is thought highly of, but if you get too heated up, you may lose your momentum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You will be successful if you can leave a room in your heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even after you get married, your attention may be set outside your house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh, its damn cool (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's th link, &lt;a href="http://world.doubutsu-uranai.com/index.html"&gt;http://world.doubutsu-uranai.com/index.html&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Try it kay! Esp my Awesomest! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yeah i guessed some stuffs that they state are sooo ME! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like omg, hw awesome! Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nth happen much. Well, almost everyone was like, idk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They like, "Hey, why so sad? Why emo?" Im like, er nth luh. Match ytd, lost. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Asked jolyne too :p Asked her, eh am I diff today? She like yeah. Ugh, blame hard luck. I'll just let nature take its course then. Today's a damn quiet, sian day fer me -.- I guess im nt th only one. Yep, th hockey team was like that too, i think -.- And I miss Ms Ma Hua Jia badly! D: And today, Girl Friend betrayed me. Went t claim Xinyi her stead. Haha. But still, she betray me! Requested a break from her. Was playing luh! Somehow I sounded serious. Heh :p She's like, " I dont want, I dont want " Haha! (: Oh well, I hoped my weekends are gna be great -.- Hope so. Cuz today's like, shit ): YES YES, its cuz of ytd match -.- Ugh. SKS vs SNG, main thing, " Behind every cloud, there's a silver lining " Love that quote (: Kay, byeeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-3449000335431889652?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/3449000335431889652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=3449000335431889652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/3449000335431889652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/3449000335431889652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-miss-ma-hua-jia-d.html' title='i miss Ma Hua Jia!'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SZ5vZim094I/AAAAAAAAAKg/HLOsNYyeB8s/s72-c/color004.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-278924775010065540</id><published>2009-02-19T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T22:00:35.291+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so bad im gonna sream'/><title type='text'>th worth of it?</title><content type='html'>Firstly fired. Now, lost? Ugh, life sucks.Wth. Match was awesome, seroiusly (: Well done girls. Hard luck, that's all. We cn do better (: Well, i finally received my v day present from HOT BABE! -.- Heart lollipop. Waited long, so worth th wait? Haha. She still owe me ice-cream! (: And omg! Common test's next week! Ugh. Fortunately, wed's free. Like yeah, no tests. Thanks t art! (: Haha. I sound evil, gosh. Okay, well its hard t post while eating this big lollipop (HOTBABE!) Yeah, thats it fer today. Nth much. Conclusion, dissapointing but effort were rlly shown. Im blessed (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-278924775010065540?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/278924775010065540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=278924775010065540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/278924775010065540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/278924775010065540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/02/th-worth-of-it.html' title='th worth of it?'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-2717225383798824719</id><published>2009-02-17T15:23:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T16:38:12.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRED</title><content type='html'>1. Besides your lips, where is the favourite spot to get kissed?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i knw this one! (: KISS.... MY ASS! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How do you feel when you woke up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;Fatigue? Thank goodness im still alive nw -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who was the last person you took a photo with?&lt;br /&gt;Urm, wow. I think my HUN! - Melia (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Would you consider yourself to be spoiled?&lt;br /&gt;Nope, nt at all. If i am, i wna change..since..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Would you ever donate blood?&lt;br /&gt;Yes! I will, definitely (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever had a best friend who was the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..oh yes! My brother! - Joey Ho! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you want someone dead?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Im mean if i'd think that way :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What does your last text message say?&lt;br /&gt;"Hahas...thanks" - Jolyne :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you thinking right now?&lt;br /&gt;Idk. Ending this quiz? Haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you wish someone be with you right now?&lt;br /&gt;YES! MA HUA JIA! I miss her! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. what is the time you went to sleep last night?&lt;br /&gt;Nt sure. 10.45? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. where did you buy the t-shirt you are wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, so random -.- Idk, mummy bought kay. Think its Baleno (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. is someone on your mind right now?&lt;br /&gt;MA HUA JIA -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. who was the last person who texted you?&lt;br /&gt;Crystal's DEER - Gina Xu (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 people tagged to do this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;1. Crystal&lt;br /&gt;2. Natasha&lt;br /&gt;3. Grace&lt;br /&gt;4. Joey Chan&lt;br /&gt;5. Melia&lt;br /&gt;6. Gina Xu&lt;br /&gt;7. Eeka&lt;br /&gt;8. Aniysh&lt;br /&gt;9. Eunice Chew! :p&lt;br /&gt;10. ZKY cuzzy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. who is 2 having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;(Nat) OMG, nat?! Haha, currently no one. But think she has an eyecandy :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. is 3 a male or a female?&lt;br /&gt;(Grace) A....BIMBO! Hahaha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If 7&amp;amp;10 get together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;(Eeka &amp;amp; Cuzzy) They dont even knw each other LOL -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 What is number 1 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;(Crystal) SAME AS ME! Except fer art -.- She takes Amath. Make brain spoil only :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. when was the last time you had a chat with them?&lt;br /&gt;Crystal- just nw before going home (: Natasha- just now in sch. Said "hi" only. Haha (: Grace- Ytd night. Msg her (: Joey chan- Same as nat. Saw them tgt (: Melia- Art lesson? :p Gina Xu- before going canteen (aft sch) t eat (: Eeka- in sch. When i was eating. Aniysh- OMG! SO LONG I NVR TALK T HER. Hey, miss you babe! (: Eunice Chew- Just nw. Before leaving sch (: Cuzzy- On valentine's. Talked abt contacts. IRONY. HAHA (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. is number 4 single?&lt;br /&gt;(Joey chan) Haha, idk. Same as nat luh, think she has an eyecandy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. say something about number 2.&lt;br /&gt;(NAT!) Whoa, its nat! Haha. Well, she's an awesome good friend/senior (: Plus, her help is much appreciated when yre in need. Thanks nat! Love ya (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. what do you think about number 3 &amp;amp; number 6 being tgt?&lt;br /&gt;(Grace &amp;amp; Gina xu) Haha, IRONY! Just saw them hugging tightly at canteen during recess ytd. Gina cn barely eat! Grace's like choking her! Haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Describe number 9.&lt;br /&gt;HOT BABE! She's an awesome, caring, thoughtful person. Of course luh, my hot babe mah :p Haha, oh and sometime, she's pretty random (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. what will you do if number 6 and 7 fights?&lt;br /&gt;(Eeka &amp;amp; Gina xu) Definitely get out of th way! Haha. Both extremely hot-tempered and LOUDDDD (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. do you like number 8?&lt;br /&gt;(Aniysh) YES I DO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-2717225383798824719?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/2717225383798824719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=2717225383798824719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/2717225383798824719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/2717225383798824719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/02/1.html' title='FIRED'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-5323027901234436928</id><published>2009-02-13T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T22:44:55.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the best</title><content type='html'>Heyo. Firstly, I'd like t thank all th babes who gave/made me valentines gifts. IM SO HONOURED! :D Haha. And ppl, i knw my cookie tastes sooo nice! *being ego here* Haha! Th whole class was like chiong luh. Made my cookie nearly finish. BUT im very sincere. I baked th cookie w love (: Thanks t mummy fer guiding/helping me (: Well, nth much t write abt today. Had cross-country. Sports leader, duty. I was stated as a rear runner. Hmm. Well, there's a msg I want t write abt my special beloved friend (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace Koh Xian Ying (Full name eh? Haha!)&lt;br /&gt;Hey grace. 13feb, a very significant day for us. Remember, you had sent me a very random message after few weeks since that day? That you treasure us. It was touching. Thanks. Well, we have been through alot for even just a year. I didnt expect alot of stuffs/conflicts/arguements to happen in this period of time. Im blessed. You know, time just flies, so fast. Since primary school, I dont even care about friendship. I was so contented being with my family. When I got into a secondary school, somehow it changes. Friends, really do mean alot to me now. Thanks to you. At times when I was feeling very down, there was you. All the speedbumps I had in life, you were always there. I had always wanted to be there for you too. But somehow, I would think that I can do much much better. Somehow, I would think that I cant help you at all. It just freaks me out that I feel so helpless when you were really needing me the most. I felt, like a person, just someone, ordinary. But time after time, it changes. You know how time would change anything right? Well, we did have pretty big fights. But I am really glad that time took care of everything. I am very blessed with the friendship/love we have for each other. I really hope that WE can last long. Remember today? When I was standing somewhere and you were like "Sak! Remember today? I was like, Oh My God! Yeahh. " And we hugged. Omg, I loved that. I totally missed the happiest moments we had. But im pretty sure that WE can make an effort to live it that way again! Maybe even better! Grace, its been a year we have officially known each other. Im glad that I have known you. Truly, no regrets. A year, and we are stiil going on, strong, together. 13feb, I will nvr forget. Happy Valentines. I love you, Grace. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-5323027901234436928?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/5323027901234436928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=5323027901234436928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/5323027901234436928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/5323027901234436928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/02/best.html' title='the best'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-2826050363946955634</id><published>2009-02-09T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T21:46:59.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyo. I felt very depressed today. Cuz this week's like, idk. Packed w hockey, cross-country on friday, valentine's coming too. (Babes wna come my house aft cross-country t bake muffins fer Valentines?) Nt confirm yet kay. Told mummy. She said go tell daddy tmr first. So..sigh.. Gt plannings t do ): Well, today, yes, depressing! Was very fatigue (Denise taught me that word today! Thanks babe!) Cuz wake up late eh. Then felt rlly rlly tired. Had th geog test! Was so pissing? -.- See th paper, map, first thing, WALAN OII! Chicken. Tcher was rlly loud during SS. When I say loud, I rlly mean LOUD. She lost her voice halfway? *Mdm Tami* -.- Then during malay, needa write letter. Like wth. I was so tired luh! Tee even agrees w me! (: Some bloody topic we've gt t write abt. Well, so and so... Had hockey trg. At nyp. Yes, im feeling very fatigue nw -.- Short match w guys. Slightly btr than th last trg/game we had. Great job girls (: Tmr, friendly match w JWSS? Yeah. My life is killing me ): This week's gna be a VERY tiring week. And idk why, but I just cnt seem t study today. Math was definitely bringing me t my deathbed . Geog was absolutely torturous. SS, somehow i did listen but as th saying goes, one ear in, another out. Malay, i've no comments. I was rlly waiting fer th bell t ring and go home t take th hockey stuffs that's all -.- Noticed i kept putting this face, -.- ? Yes, life is such a bore! Oh, MRS SEOW DIDNT COME T SCH TOO! Omigod, i miss her! ): Hope she'll come tmr. If she's sick, I rlly want her t get well soon (: Oh i realized sth. Coming t sec3, life changes. Like, everything. Firstly, yr time management. Yr friends, studies and such. Idk. I just think being at a whole new level is just hard t adapt? Kay, im talking crap -.- Well, main thing, im tired..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-2826050363946955634?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/2826050363946955634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=2826050363946955634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/2826050363946955634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/2826050363946955634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/02/heyo_09.html' title=''/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-1508037539073739781</id><published>2009-02-08T21:14:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T20:49:46.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyo. Um, didnt do much today. Only did th bloody art hwork. Which took me approximately ard 3-4 hours t finish it?!! Ughh. I rlly hate art hworks nw. Like ironic eh? Cuz i've picked art as my subj. Kay, LOL. Today, watch Definitely, Maybe (again again and again!) I seriously cn never get tired of it (: I think I've watched it ard 10times? Nt today only luh -.- Haha. Alright. Boring day, boring post. Well, posting pics ahead. Just t say hw much i've missed th times/memories. Enjoy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SY7kiho5H6I/AAAAAAAAAKY/BlhEiPCFSgU/s1600-h/efron.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300425093258223522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SY7kiho5H6I/AAAAAAAAAKY/BlhEiPCFSgU/s320/efron.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I miss Zac Efron?! Haha, kidding. Just stating that his hair's real HOTTT! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SY7jxRGQgQI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/DumyknxHfyQ/s1600-h/SWEET.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300424247004397826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SY7jxRGQgQI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/DumyknxHfyQ/s320/SWEET.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Th pic at toilet eh? Haha, cool. Eeka went t edit. Nicer. Thanks eh. I look so macho! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SY7jGHclgnI/AAAAAAAAAKI/tS_viNJCoYU/s1600-h/Camp+Pic!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300423505679319666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SY7jGHclgnI/AAAAAAAAAKI/tS_viNJCoYU/s320/Camp+Pic!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course! The best bonding camp i've ever had! Beyong Extreme eh! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SY7iWcuaZhI/AAAAAAAAAKA/IKF5PCCtMRk/s1600-h/Breathe+Event++1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300422686757512722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SY7iWcuaZhI/AAAAAAAAAKA/IKF5PCCtMRk/s320/Breathe+Event++1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SY7iWJxHCRI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/OnDYuK_y-q0/s1600-h/Breathe+Event+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300422681668552978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SY7iWJxHCRI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/OnDYuK_y-q0/s320/Breathe+Event+2.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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SY7iWImLkjI/AAAAAAAAAJw/oZXDChbzmPQ/s1600-h/Breathe+Event.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300422681354277426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SY7iWImLkjI/AAAAAAAAAJw/oZXDChbzmPQ/s320/Breathe+Event.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Breathe Event held at Padang. My first outing w th SLs? Haha. It was great. Im rlly looking forward t another one! Oh, cross-country! *winkwink (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SY7hgmioD9I/AAAAAAAAAJo/TxrgB_Cax_I/s1600-h/New+Pics+429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300421761679495122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SY7hgmioD9I/AAAAAAAAAJo/TxrgB_Cax_I/s320/New+Pics+429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Th Hockey outing. Omg, miss it terribly. T.E.A.M. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SY7gi2htGfI/AAAAAAAAAJg/PPhDl-SC5iQ/s1600-h/Along+the+alley!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300420700818708978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SY7gi2htGfI/AAAAAAAAAJg/PPhDl-SC5iQ/s320/Along+the+alley!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SY7gik6yb2I/AAAAAAAAAJY/lWQh-ADCIy4/s1600-h/Mat%27s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300420696092077922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SY7gik6yb2I/AAAAAAAAAJY/lWQh-ADCIy4/s320/Mat%27s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hari Raya outing w mostly hockey ppl. Love you guys (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SY7fJXk5CgI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/aFv3AlPTBLM/s1600-h/blah+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300419163502217730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SY7fJXk5CgI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/aFv3AlPTBLM/s320/blah+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SY7fJOJxzSI/AAAAAAAAAJI/tNzQJrlDTqk/s1600-h/blah+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300419160972578082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SY7fJOJxzSI/AAAAAAAAAJI/tNzQJrlDTqk/s320/blah+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SY7fI40liCI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Un9Dc-X7Uxc/s1600-h/blah+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300419155246549026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SY7fI40liCI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Un9Dc-X7Uxc/s320/blah+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tulos Family Gathering '08 at Pasir Ris Beach. Was awesome (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-1508037539073739781?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/1508037539073739781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=1508037539073739781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/1508037539073739781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/1508037539073739781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/02/heyo.html' title=''/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SY7kiho5H6I/AAAAAAAAAKY/BlhEiPCFSgU/s72-c/efron.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-1459820856903205852</id><published>2009-02-08T09:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T11:06:50.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>01.At what age do you wish to marry?&lt;br /&gt;Idk. 24?&lt;br /&gt;02.Have you given your first kiss away?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;03.Who is the person you trust most?&lt;br /&gt;My daddy mummy (:&lt;br /&gt;04.Do you think you have enough confidence?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, definitely.&lt;br /&gt;05.If you can have 1 dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;To last a very long friendship w th ppl i have nw (:&lt;br /&gt;06.Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?&lt;br /&gt;Um, that happens right? So, like duh, I believe in them -.-&lt;br /&gt;07.What are you afraid to lose the most now?&lt;br /&gt;My Awesomest friends.&lt;br /&gt;08.Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;br /&gt;Definitely, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;09.If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?&lt;br /&gt;Nah, nt rlly. It takes time yo.&lt;br /&gt;10.List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;Um, you mean Eunice Chew? :p&lt;br /&gt;1.She's my hot babe!&lt;br /&gt;2. She's lame and hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;3. She's an awesome friend to talk to. (:&lt;br /&gt;11.What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?&lt;br /&gt;Idk. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;12.Which type of person do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;Betrayers? Blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;13.What is your ambition?&lt;br /&gt;To be th world's GREATEST hairstylist!&lt;br /&gt;14.If you have fault, would you rather the people around you point out to you or would you rather...?&lt;br /&gt;If I have fault, definitely, I'll point it out myself. Im honest alright -.-&lt;br /&gt;15.What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;Honesty.&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you find it a need for you to have a boyfriend / girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;17.At this point in time, would you rather stay in your comfort zone or try something new?&lt;br /&gt;Try sth new of course!&lt;br /&gt;18.Tell me five things that we don't know about you.&lt;br /&gt;1. I love mysef.&lt;br /&gt;2. I cn be nasty and nice at th same time.&lt;br /&gt;3. I cnt leave my house without my mp4.&lt;br /&gt;4. Im th eldest in my family? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;5. Lastly, I rlly rlly rlly love english. (oops!)&lt;br /&gt;19. If you have a chance. Which part of your character you would like to change?&lt;br /&gt;Nth. I love th way I am nw (:&lt;br /&gt;20. If you have quarreled with your friend, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt matter who's in th right or wrong. What matters is do I/we wna get over this quarrel and be great friends aft that (:&lt;br /&gt;21.The Five UNLUCKY people:&lt;br /&gt;Define UNLUCKY? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;22. Seven things/people that makes you smile:&lt;br /&gt;1. My sisters&lt;br /&gt;2. Daddy mummy.&lt;br /&gt;3. Wedoks and lanangs. (I miss you guys!)&lt;br /&gt;4. My hockey team.&lt;br /&gt;5. AWESOMEST friends.&lt;br /&gt;6. 3N6!&lt;br /&gt;7. Lastly, when I look at myself in th mirror. (Im nt weird!)&lt;br /&gt;23. Seven things to do to win my heart:&lt;br /&gt;1. A birthday that I wont forget.&lt;br /&gt;2. Zac Efron standing next t me. Haha. I mean it though -.-&lt;br /&gt;3. Someone out there who cn get my math grade t A1.&lt;br /&gt;4. An air ticket to Paris, France.&lt;br /&gt;5. Hockey team to get into finals.&lt;br /&gt;6. Teach me hw t play th piano.&lt;br /&gt;7. Trusting me in th most crucial moment in my life.&lt;br /&gt;24. Seven things i believe in:&lt;br /&gt;1. Hockey team t get into finals.&lt;br /&gt;2. Cuzzys in Sabah to come here in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;3. Tulos family having a great life ahead.&lt;br /&gt;4. A long-lasting friendship w my awesomest friends.&lt;br /&gt;5. To get a distinction in O' levels.&lt;br /&gt;6. To stand beside Zac Efron one day. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;7. That poverty will come t an end (:&lt;br /&gt;25. Seven things I'm afraid/hate of :&lt;br /&gt;1. Losing my family.&lt;br /&gt;2. Losing all my awesomest friends.&lt;br /&gt;3. Pool of blood.&lt;br /&gt;4. When miracles do not happen.&lt;br /&gt;5. Not trying my best in anything.&lt;br /&gt;6. Creepy crawlies!&lt;br /&gt;7. A sad ending.&lt;br /&gt;26. Seven things i do everyday:&lt;br /&gt;1. Talk.&lt;br /&gt;2. Breathe -.-&lt;br /&gt;3. Look at myself in th mirror for at least 30 mins.&lt;br /&gt;4. Eat!&lt;br /&gt;5. Read.&lt;br /&gt;6. Bathe.&lt;br /&gt;7. Look outside th window and think abt lots of stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;27. Seven things i want right now:&lt;br /&gt;1. My hair to be exactly like Zac Efron's.&lt;br /&gt;2. A movie-marathon.&lt;br /&gt;3. My marks for physics test!&lt;br /&gt;4. Talk to Ma Hua Jia! (miss you terribly D:)&lt;br /&gt;5. Bathe? (cuz i rlly stink now)&lt;br /&gt;6. To learn th piano.&lt;br /&gt;7. Bake cookies for Valentines!&lt;br /&gt;28. Seven people to do this quiz:&lt;br /&gt;1. Crystal.&lt;br /&gt;2. Zky, cuzzy.&lt;br /&gt;3. JASLYN! GF :D&lt;br /&gt;4. Natasha.&lt;br /&gt;5. Melia HUN!&lt;br /&gt;6. Grace.&lt;br /&gt;7. Typewriter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-1459820856903205852?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/1459820856903205852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=1459820856903205852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/1459820856903205852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/1459820856903205852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/02/01.html' title=''/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-1235367581116202759</id><published>2009-02-07T14:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T23:08:40.469+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Team Statement: BELIEF'/><title type='text'>SK HOCKEY TEAM</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;" WHAT HAPPENED TODAY MUST NOT HAPPENED AGAIN! " Its everyones fault. Take today as something good. We must maintain our composure no matter what. I believe in all of you. What happened in the pitch stays in the pitch. People can do it to us but we must stand strong and stay calm. I miss my team. The team that fight for rights. The team that stay together although the game was bad and harsh. The team that never do such thing. Its part of the game. Be a sportsman. Play with integrity play with dignity play with a fighting spirit. The team i know was never like this. I want the team back. The team that played with CJC and TWSS. The game was fabulous. Thats the team that I want. The team that I put faith in. The team I believe. Its not the skills you have to make a difference. Its the person. Think about it girls. We upset coach. Dont you feel guilty after what she did for us?? Think people think. Reflect. " Received, 6 Feb 2009. 09:39:51 pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a game w CJC ytd. Was frustating. Our team was so unsettled. Like what coach said. Fer th first time, th team didnt played as a team. Aft 2nd half, everyone was mad? Esp when CJC scored a goal. Yeah, even though we won, its still..frustating. Temper? Idk. Everyone just felt pressured, tensed and stuffs. We cnt keep our composure well enough. Yes, it was an unfair play. But that was all coach's plan. She wna see hw we cn handle it. Yes, pretty obvious. We handle it rlly bad. Kay, worse than 'bad'. It was... Even though they'd used all kinda languages to cursed us or whatsoever, it doesnt rlly matter. What matters is, its hw we, AS A TEAM cn get back in th game. I admit, I DID all th wrong stuffs too. I just cnt control th emotion, temper in me. My blood started boiling when they'd started t played unfair or biased towards us. Maybe that's why I received th yellow card and was out of th game. I agree, in a game, this kinda things will happen. We just gotta communicate btr as a team. We gotta stick together as well. When it ended, everyone was rlly furious. Was expected anw. It just wasnt our day. I miss the team too. I want y'all back. We gotta make sure our next game w St. Nicks is way btr than ytd. We gotta make sure we're gna play like we played against TWSS w St. Nicks. We can do it, team. To CJC, you guys did well, that's all (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-1235367581116202759?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/1235367581116202759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=1235367581116202759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/1235367581116202759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/1235367581116202759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/02/sk-hockey-team.html' title='SK HOCKEY TEAM'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-125682993309003690</id><published>2009-02-03T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T21:20:44.286+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expect the unexpected (:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SYhD-HPZpvI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Z8uKOYfDMmg/s1600-h/New+Pics+428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298559695975982834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SYhD-HPZpvI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Z8uKOYfDMmg/s320/New+Pics+428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WE DID OUR BEST!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU SK HOCKERS! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Today had tournament. Was bloody awesome! (: We surprised Coach by playing all out yo! Like seriously, AWESOME! We did our best, that's my only comment (: TWSS played damn attitude though -.- Like rlly, rlly, rlly, SERIOUS! Ughh. Well, just fell like saying that -.- See ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-125682993309003690?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/125682993309003690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=125682993309003690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/125682993309003690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/125682993309003690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/02/we-did-our-best-i-love-you-sk-hockers-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SYhD-HPZpvI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Z8uKOYfDMmg/s72-c/New+Pics+428.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-8823163643412777714</id><published>2009-02-02T20:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T20:57:58.480+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gna keep my heads high above my shoulders'/><title type='text'>Tmr Is Tournament!</title><content type='html'>Omg tmr's th start of tournament! Kay, nt rlly. It starts today. But well our match's tmr. Its against Teck Whye. Oooh...scary -.- Nah, i feel excited. Haha! Unbelieveale eh? Lol. So had trg today at NYP. It wasnt rlly that tough (told ya! :p) Its more on short corners and roles of what a defender should do since I'm one -.- So yeah, tmr's tournament is crucial t me. Lol. Um, today I injured my hand. Nah, I wasnt careless. Okayokay, I cried. Well, th ball was a direct hit! -.- ITS SO PAINFUL! Ugh. Its like, idk. Wth lah. Before tournament start, i gt injured alr -.- Oh! I didnt mention wher I was injured. Haha! :p Well, gt injured on my left hand. I cn bloody see its starting t swell -.- Nah, I dont blame you luh. It was accidental. So nah, I'm nt mad (: And i wanted t put th pic of my injured hand up here. But, its nt that clear -.- So if ppl wna see it, go and find me! Haha :D Andand we gt our jerseys today! Firstly, think it was so fugly. But aft trying out at home, I actually think its quite nice (: So anyone who tries t criticize on our jersey, just shut th fuck up. Well, there's one thing good abt today (: I HAVE NO HWORK! Muahaha :D Kay, i think that's all fer today (: See you ppl when i see you! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-8823163643412777714?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/8823163643412777714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=8823163643412777714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/8823163643412777714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/8823163643412777714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/02/tmr-is-tournament.html' title='Tmr Is Tournament!'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-8973623590446916226</id><published>2009-02-01T15:09:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T17:59:19.008+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m sick of you'/><title type='text'>All i did was think of you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SYVyY4p9ZNI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ZWsQNHgBY_Q/s1600-h/t2008415233414_Donnie%2520Klang%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297766308522058962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SYVyY4p9ZNI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ZWsQNHgBY_Q/s320/t2008415233414_Donnie%2520Klang%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's Donnie J. Klang. Omg he's so hotttt! :D Those who watched Making The Band 4 sure knows him (: Hottt right? :p Yeahh, listen to his songs too! Its yeah, duh yre right...NICE! :D Today nth much happened. Wake up at 11am, and straight away went t eat my medicines. Aft that went t bathe -.- blah blah blah. Watch some story called Kiss Of The Dragon? I think its an old story luh. But its nice (: like those action-packed movies but gt love story in th end -.- so yeah i'll rate ard 3/5. Well, national's coming up on tues. Gna get our jerseys tmr! :D Happy luh. But nt so sure abt th clours and design. Lol. Well, whatever. Gt jersey cn alr (: So aft watching th story, went t do physics hwork (: Kinda easy. Well it should be right? Since i sit in front of th whole class. Haha. Yeah, till today i still agree that its sooo unreasonable t put me in front of th class. But oh well, there are pros and cons in every situation. And since tcher said im supporting, that pays fer it (: so, I AM stucked sitting in front. Haha. Hmm there's chem test on wed and I rlly am nt sure what t study on. Gosh, and I kept repeating on it luh! -.- Kay, tmr gt trg. WTH! There's nationals on tues lahhhh! Okay, maybe, its nt rlly on fitness? (i hope so :p) yep, should be more on th tactics and stuffs. Oh! Cross Country is cominggg! :D Sadly, im nt running ): Cuz Sports Leaders gt duties on that day? Lol. Well, tmr trg starts at 4. Should I go home first or should I not? Daddy kept nagging on it lahhh! Ugh, annoying. Kay, im getting boring here. See you ppl tmr! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-8973623590446916226?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/8973623590446916226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=8973623590446916226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/8973623590446916226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/8973623590446916226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-i-did-was-think-of-you.html' title='All i did was think of you'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SYVyY4p9ZNI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ZWsQNHgBY_Q/s72-c/t2008415233414_Donnie%2520Klang%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-2417398042111866933</id><published>2009-01-31T16:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T16:35:49.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey. Went clinic at ard 7.45am today. Wth i leave th clinic like at ard 10.30 luh. Bloody hell. So long. Plus daddy wasnt there. Cuz he said he wna sleep at home. Wad da. Sigh. So went there alone in th bloody morning. When i'd arrive, its like a movie theater instead. Was so packed! -.- went t th ticket counter thing. Had bloody problems w it too. Wtf. It gave me 3 wrong tickets luh! When i take it again fer th 4th time, thankfully its th right one. Like wth early morning made me so pissed alr -.- So aft everything, I waited t take my medicines and then, payment. I didnt knw that needa put th prescription in th prescription box. Thanks t a very kind soul, he lead me t th box. Thank him, whoever you are (: so i waited again. Wth, i hate clinics now. You must alw kept waiting and waiting. -.- it was pretty slow t wait fer my medicine -.- plus, th numbers they call fer, are nt in sequence! Was so fucked up when numbers that are so over mine had their calls. Ugh, unfair world. So paid fer everything, went cp and then home. Oh! Aft i left th clinic, there's this girl, yeah in sch uniform, asking if I would want t donate? I was like huh? Haha! I was rlly blur at that time -.- so I donated 2bucks. Aft leaving th girl, im like, wa, i donated 2bucks! Yay me! :D I FEEL SO GOOD! AH AH! :D Hahaha. So i didnt get t watch movie w Girlfriend cuz basically doctor said i must take alot of rest. So, im sorry GF! We go watch other movies some other day (: You knw, its like when i cough, i cn feel my heart vibrate/cough too? Gosh, scary. Yep, just happened ytd. During th game w CJC -.- I just dont wna get asthma -.- Im strong, not weak (: Lol. Well, there's chem test on wed and physics test on fri. Physics, i've confidence (: Chem, nt rlly. But well, im liking it. Sigh&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;Alright, i wna entertain myself. No, not watching porn -.- see ya anyone (: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Why does it seems so hard?..when it should'nt be.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-2417398042111866933?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/2417398042111866933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=2417398042111866933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/2417398042111866933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/2417398042111866933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey_31.html' title=''/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-8785468595860284420</id><published>2009-01-30T22:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:42:49.387+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m so over you'/><title type='text'>To Get Everything Right</title><content type='html'>Today had friendly w CJC. We won. Congrats t us. Went home aft everything. Blah blah blah. Gosh, today very moody. Asshole. Tmr thing's cancelled. Lol. Thanks uh. Nvm dont blame you entirely. Dont worry im not pissed at you, chillax (: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;how can i ever get over you? im trying to, its just so impossible. Its for the best though. I know it is.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Kay, tmr maybe going t watch movie w Girlfriend (: (: maybe only lol. Cuz tmr going clinic. Wna get my bloody sickness off myself. Aiyo, why am I so moody/fucked up nw? Ugh. Truly, idk why I even bother posting. Sigh. Kay, tmr waking up early, going clinic. Gdnight anyone..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-8785468595860284420?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/8785468595860284420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=8785468595860284420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/8785468595860284420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/8785468595860284420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-get-everything-right.html' title='To Get Everything Right'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-7606486231126336119</id><published>2009-01-29T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T22:37:23.095+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ignorance'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey. Bloody art hwork needa pass up tmr. Ughh. Dont wna elaborate on it. Bet i'll say lotsa Fs again -.- anw, tournament starts on tues! W teck whye! Ughh. They're strong. But whatever. We're gna go there w our heads up! (: FOR SURE! :D it should be on thurs instead kay! Cuz thurs ; PE! Gotta run 3.6km fer girls. Ughh..again. Im kinda happy im nt a guy (: they gotta run 4.2km instead. Sigh. Nvm, hope cn give some bloody reason t ms neo fer nt wanting t run. Haha! Oh and today during assembly, ppl are seducing meee! Omg, they love me too much! Haha :D ppl like JIALI -.- jingyi and serene n7 also! Haha. They're like...ew! Haha. Oh GIRLFRIEND also gt seduce me! Haha. Nvm, i know she love me (: dont mind her seducing me -.- gosh, EW! Hahah. Omg, ART ART ART deadline's tmr! UGHH. Stupid gotta-come-up w painting! Unreasonable validity of work too! What in th world?! Haha. Anw, met cuzzy today! :D love her yo! We've missed each other alot. Talk abt our childhood memories (: haha. Close yr eyes and count t ten, ready or not im gna find you again! Haha! From hi-5! :D thanks cuzzy fer th vest too (: kay, you can sleepover anytime :D haha. Alright, getting late -.- GOTTA DO ART HWOK! Gd night anyone (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-7606486231126336119?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/7606486231126336119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=7606486231126336119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/7606486231126336119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/7606486231126336119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-2221689553801821074</id><published>2009-01-28T19:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T21:43:27.208+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fuck you fucking accuser'/><title type='text'>All the fuck in the world</title><content type='html'>Fuck you. Hw dared you t accuse my friend. Like seriously just fuck off. You've gt no right babe. You fucking accuser. I know its nt fucking abt me, but well you fucking accused my good friend of such fucking stuffs? Fuck. Yes, my fucking impression on you've changed. Today's a fucking day too. Stayed back in fucking sch just t do th fucking art hwork. Fucking hell. Needa do some fucking series. Then t come up w a fucking painting in th end. Some fucking course i've picked. And im supposed t give th fucking art hwork this friday? Fucking deadline. And i've gt another fucking project. Fuck this world. I wna tiao luo alr. Ugh. Meeting cuzzy tmr at bedok. Nah, not fucking pissed. Well, fuck it. Gt fucking math test today. Fucking lazy do. Fucking easy. Whatever. Fucking finished it in a fucking short time. Dont think im gna pass it fucking well even though said its fucking easy. And sorry readers fer all th 'fuck(s)' i've wrote. Sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-2221689553801821074?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/2221689553801821074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=2221689553801821074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/2221689553801821074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/2221689553801821074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/01/all-fuck-in-world.html' title='All the fuck in the world'/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-8457260840749521257</id><published>2009-01-27T14:18:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T19:20:11.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went cycling in th morning -.- Alone.. Cuz basically ppl are busy w CNY CNY CNY -.- Nvm lo. They left me alone in this world. Haha! :D Kay,im sick. Pls pity me): *eeka, haha! But seriously, im sick. Cuz of daddy luh! He on aircon few days ago. Then all of us gt sick... THANKS T HIM! -.- And p.s, he's nt sick. Ugh, infuriating. Oh i love Rain's new single! Its freakin hottttt! :D And i bought a cap last sunday. Lol. Cost 60 bucks. Whoa. Haha! Yeah, its nice. Blahblahblah... Tmr sch! Finally yo. And art hwork, eng hwork? Gt situational writing? Well, idk needa do anot. Nah, shall ask my friends laterrrr. OMG! Tmr emaths test! AHHHH. I havent study-.- on Indices, ugh. ASSHOLE-.- And i think im going clinic tmr? Since everywher's closed due to....CNY! Effing throat, annoying nose, bloody posted cant-get-well medicine! Bought th 2nd time alr. Andand... Its still th same. Wth. Ugh. Gosh, i sound so pissed -.- Well yeah, a little -.- Oh went t rollerblade just nw too. ITS SO FREAKING HARD? Kept tumbling -.- Dk why i even bother trying -.- LOL. Sis kept wanting t try -.- Hw i wished i could tell her t shut up. Nah, im very kind. Wont do it t my little sissy(: Alright, post too long? Haha. Oh shit! Just realized tmr meeting hun and art students aft sch fer th art hwork, UGHH! Kay fine. Shant go clinic. Clinic on thurs then.Since im free. Friday gt trg at TP? Awesomeee. Dk why suddenly shifted there lol. Nvm, can see Pei Ying. Haha! MISS ME PPL! :D yep, will miss y'all too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A second look at th past, will give you a second chance at th future...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-8457260840749521257?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/8457260840749521257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=8457260840749521257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/8457260840749521257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/8457260840749521257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/01/went-cycling-in-th-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-3253256566060616664</id><published>2009-01-25T09:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T21:48:11.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANIS AND SHERYLYNN! ;D&lt;br /&gt;Haha, sorry no present ;P&lt;br /&gt;To anish, stay strong, funny and HEALTHY! Nt insulting though, haha. Nationals coming up fer you babe, even though in july.&lt;br /&gt;To sher, long time no see! Nvm, we'll be seeing each other during nationals (: our sch's in th same group! Haha. Okay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY YOU TWO! ;D&lt;br /&gt;Have fun kay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-3253256566060616664?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/3253256566060616664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=3253256566060616664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/3253256566060616664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/3253256566060616664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/01/hapy-birthday-anish-and-sherylynn-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-7263949794481639747</id><published>2009-01-21T14:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T21:50:53.870+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i agree we did'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ytd night was the tired-est night i'd ever had.so suckish! I slept at 2.30am? So i slept ard 4hrs only? WTH. Omg, SAK! Takecare of yrself. Haha :D And tournament's coming. I dun feel any excitement-.- Guess cuz my school life's is sucking &gt;&lt; Its like everthing that happen last year was way btr than this year -.- Well,no offence t anyone or anything that made me happy this year [: This year is such a different page of a book. Everything just change as time flies. Drastic change? Idk idk idk. And i love my form tcher mrs seow! [: She's so cool. Best tcher i've ever had? Yeah, sth liddat :D But whatever, im cooler [: hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-7263949794481639747?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/7263949794481639747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=7263949794481639747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/7263949794481639747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/7263949794481639747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/01/ytd-night-was-tired-est-night-id-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-5093110588952524531</id><published>2009-01-20T14:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T21:52:20.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well,congrats then[: Gd fer you. Guess wont talk to you as often nw? I hope you'll have a great time in future(: Gosh im talking rubbish. Rlly no mood t post. But well i gotta face it -.- Gdbye hun. Will miss you alot. Im strong(: hahahah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-5093110588952524531?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/5093110588952524531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=5093110588952524531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/5093110588952524531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/5093110588952524531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-you_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-8197000559087648033</id><published>2008-12-18T17:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T21:54:16.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY DOREEN! Hope you'll enjoy yrself today (: Andand sorry ive gt no gift fer you. Maybe i'll get u a gigantic snoopy stuff toy next time. Hahaha (: Oh anw, today p6 kids receive their allocation of results to their sec sch next year. My sis gt compassvale, i think. But YAY! She's nt gna be in th same sch as me. Haha! And tmr they gna go their respective sec sch lo. Thank goodness, we gt hockey training in sch. Then cn spy on who's coming our sch next year, haha. Kay, lastly, i mean again, HAPPY BIG BIRTHDAY DOREEN! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-8197000559087648033?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/8197000559087648033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=8197000559087648033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/8197000559087648033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/8197000559087648033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-doeen-hope-u-enjoy.html' title=''/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-4376513677150122834</id><published>2008-12-13T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T21:55:53.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cn i say today's th worst day of my life? Ugh, it sucks. Esp during th night. Dad talked to me bt sth. And i tlly dun agree w it. Like c'mon! Thats my room! There's no way you cn just take it away from me! ITS MY ROOM! ASSHOLE. I spent th night crying, thinking what may happen if dad made th deal. I know we cn live a btr life. But thats my room, MY ROOM! I hate you daddy. I rlly hate you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-4376513677150122834?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/4376513677150122834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=4376513677150122834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/4376513677150122834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/4376513677150122834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2008/12/cn-i-say-todays-th-worst-day-of-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-4806955703731134612</id><published>2008-12-11T12:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T21:56:58.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kay, today there's a 'surprise' match w CJC. And we WON! Haha. 3-0 man! But it was cut short cuz they gt no time, WTH. Umm, their attitude was like worse than ytd? But cant say th whole CJC la. Like 1 or 2 of them. We were awesome! ;P And lastly to my 2N6 readers, im nt going for th class outing. Its nt happening. I miss th old 2N6 kay. No hard feelings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-4806955703731134612?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/4806955703731134612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=4806955703731134612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/4806955703731134612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/4806955703731134612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2008/12/kay-today-theres-surprise-match-w-cjc.html' title=''/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-2441167596900132904</id><published>2008-12-10T11:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T21:58:16.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HIP HIP HOORAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We won UWC! 4-0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mann! Awesome! Kay today game definitely there's pros and cons. We didnt communicate at all! Wth. Idk why man. But nvm, since we won. Haha! And those UWC girls, they're so dramatic, bimbotic and all th other-tics! Haha! Umm, overall we did great. Gd job SK hockers! Yep, thanks to ziya &amp;amp; annisa too! Love u guys! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-2441167596900132904?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/2441167596900132904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=2441167596900132904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/2441167596900132904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/2441167596900132904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2008/12/hip-hip-hooray-we-won-uwc-4-0-mann.html' title=''/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-3529566029490046565</id><published>2008-12-08T20:26:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T21:16:48.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SX8W37jUzqI/AAAAAAAAAAw/OKt95WvyU1c/s1600-h/Model%27s+turn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295976836945464994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SX8W37jUzqI/AAAAAAAAAAw/OKt95WvyU1c/s320/Model%27s+turn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;Today my cuzzy Ct zakiyah so STUPIDDDDDDD! Er, we had some gath thang at aunty roha hse!Its awesome! Nt as awesome as tmr! Haha! Cuz gt hockey game w UWC! WOOHOO!!!!! We are so gna winn! We are gna winnn! Haha! Watch out UWC! Kay, basically, i got nth btr to dooo! So random, so just post lorrr -.- And seriously! My cuzzy ,zakiyah, DAMN INFURIATING!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*that pic there, is Zakiyahhh! My annoying cuzzy...fer today. HAHA! Love ya :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/1737661771891851013-3529566029490046565?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/3529566029490046565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=3529566029490046565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/3529566029490046565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/3529566029490046565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-my-cuz-ct-zakiyah-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/SX8W37jUzqI/AAAAAAAAAAw/OKt95WvyU1c/s72-c/Model%27s+turn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-1484800553009649269</id><published>2008-11-20T17:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T22:03:49.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today im damn sad. Cuz th thang i wna make, FAILED ): Sadsad. But im glad nw, cuz i made another thang. And it succeeded. Yay me! Haha. Anw, th indoor hockey thang cancelled. wtF! Boring la this weekend. Wth. And th reason why its cancelled, response nt gd enough frm oth sch. WTF. Shit lo. Sigh. Er anw, cant wait fer SL camp. Haha. Kay then, bye! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-1484800553009649269?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/1484800553009649269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=1484800553009649269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/1484800553009649269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/1484800553009649269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-i-damn-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-8547153240865711525</id><published>2008-11-08T13:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T22:05:19.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today im very moody. Idk why. Maybe cuz aft wad had happened just now. Sigh. Terrible. I miss - badly. Oh i've cuz bday party later -.-  Gosh,  gna be tiring again. I hate today. i just miss you. Sigh. Pointless. Im lazy to write alr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1737661771891851013-8547153240865711525?l=melodramatic-error.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/feeds/8547153240865711525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1737661771891851013&amp;postID=8547153240865711525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/8547153240865711525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1737661771891851013/posts/default/8547153240865711525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodramatic-error.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-i-very-moody.html' title=''/><author><name>Sak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12839411892833294820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUGNbYC5cmU/TGoQoOKosjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ABkAz1SK2Y/S220/SAK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1737661771891851013.post-3521460863490106663</id><published>2008-10-21T14:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T22:07:36.935+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='--- To The World'/><title type='text'>First Blog Ever!</title><content type='html'>Heyy, had made a blog today. So cool! Kay, BLOODY COOL! Hah. Er going sch nowadays aft the examsss are like SICKENING. Like yo, seriously mann. Gna die of boredom soon. Ugh. But whatever the case is, SCH IS ENDING! Oh mann. I'll miss 2n6 like shit! You guys rock mann. Y'all made my day.. Nah, y'all made my YEAR! Haha. LOL. Kay, i wanna check out other stuffs. SEE YA! 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