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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>486</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-155107487669301157</id><published>2012-01-30T01:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T01:31:55.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm just being a girl.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;i'm not a shopaholic nor am i a die hard brand conscious person but these bags are so gorgeous i want them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--rwVIQga7_g/TyV_9rl5KJI/AAAAAAAAC2o/suikLnSZ3LY/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--rwVIQga7_g/TyV_9rl5KJI/AAAAAAAAC2o/suikLnSZ3LY/s320/thumbnail.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703105200785008786" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bMaUXJslGoc/TyV_1IAQK8I/AAAAAAAAC2U/WLubN-ZQLHY/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 271px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bMaUXJslGoc/TyV_1IAQK8I/AAAAAAAAC2U/WLubN-ZQLHY/s320/thumbnail.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703105053792938946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pprV1tq51kA/TyV_0xZpbvI/AAAAAAAAC2I/gZCiS8QKp4w/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pprV1tq51kA/TyV_0xZpbvI/AAAAAAAAC2I/gZCiS8QKp4w/s320/thumbnail.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703105047725436658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W5nNny_w_Fk/TyV_0xEn3nI/AAAAAAAAC18/iwBrMfcAUrE/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W5nNny_w_Fk/TyV_0xEn3nI/AAAAAAAAC18/iwBrMfcAUrE/s320/thumbnail.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703105047637253746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ai_1MR0W10I/TyV_0V0QkWI/AAAAAAAAC1k/dbJxdVPCc3w/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ai_1MR0W10I/TyV_0V0QkWI/AAAAAAAAC1k/dbJxdVPCc3w/s320/thumbnail.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703105040320860514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--yjeyXZ5itk/TyV_0guOaoI/AAAAAAAAC10/zyUxES5rPHw/s320/thumbnail.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703105043248343682" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 279px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000ee;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hTaVZUCEhls/TyV_9VDa8nI/AAAAAAAAC2g/gv507QcKXIk/s320/thumbnail.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703105194734842482" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"&gt;celine luggage tote bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9aBk-XablEs/TyV_9tn84tI/AAAAAAAAC2w/RYz3R3bix1Q/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9aBk-XablEs/TyV_9tn84tI/AAAAAAAAC2w/RYz3R3bix1Q/s320/thumbnail.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703105201330512594" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--rwVIQga7_g/TyV_9rl5KJI/AAAAAAAAC2o/suikLnSZ3LY/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;louis vuitton shoulder bucket bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-155107487669301157?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--rwVIQga7_g/TyV_9rl5KJI/AAAAAAAAC2o/suikLnSZ3LY/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-4799095480769867436</id><published>2012-01-27T14:51:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T01:15:39.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chinese new year 2012.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;" &gt;chinese new year is one of the occasion where families gather and there will be endless supply of glorious food, laughter, looking good and of course angpows!! i guess what's most important is the togetherness of it all, you feel home and belonged, you feel wanted and loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;my new year resolutions to put it simply,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;(1) delete any negativity in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;(2) focus on school, coachings and trainings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;(3) treasure and bask in the love of my family friends and the little and simple things in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;so what if i don't find someone special to share it with, i've realize that i can do it alone because i've never really been alone in life but in fact i have all this lovely people and great happenings going on around me. i see it all right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nngdALeuk6I/TyJNf72LVcI/AAAAAAAACxY/lSvqtVa7_P4/s320/IMG_7232.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702205289240679874" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hkCbYE0qtOg/TyJNf11yHVI/AAAAAAAACxg/vPpfbF9AxwI/s320/IMG_7238.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702205287628414290" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;our annual louhei by the pool sure i getting bigger and messier with more people joining us :) this team that i call my 2nd home never fails to make me keep the faith and push on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4FWjhTe9YgI/TyJNhIV3_iI/AAAAAAAACx8/IjfD2fpKPdg/s320/IMG_7282.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702205309774724642" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W6dwgwAah04/TyJNgUxv9ZI/AAAAAAAACxw/4iNjfmfWu-M/s320/IMG_7265.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702205295932994962" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;cny is one of the few occasions that is ok to fuss around and look pretty and nice haha. no one's gonna really judge you for it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);  -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);  -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GveFtjUKI28/TyJUI8kVM_I/AAAAAAAAC0M/wYDbZWtC6Nc/s320/399534_10150495791175849_734670848_9315044_759308145_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702212590878667762" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pod4B6fygyE/TyJOfgSfo7I/AAAAAAAACyI/ajEsJS0gQP4/s320/IMG_7284.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702206381354886066" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-snl_Zfaf4Dw/TyJOfxEm8xI/AAAAAAAACyU/N6D5HvNXbhk/s320/IMG_7300.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702206385860047634" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;and because my relatives and my family aren't close knitted, we don't get to see each other all the time so when i do see my little cousin and nephew especially, i am amaze at how time really flies and they are all growing so fast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yvRbSN3WHB4/TyJOg8EdOtI/AAAAAAAACyg/SV3eeqoZiuo/s320/IMG_7274.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702206405992069842" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-deU6M5I64R0/TyJOiD0qxRI/AAAAAAAACy4/Io6rrh-hIyU/s320/IMG_7287.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702206425253201170" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RirAIrRljRs/TyJOhO6-w6I/AAAAAAAACyw/qGxw-mIzgjk/s320/IMG_7288.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702206411052598178" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eQJPA4mrfcI/TyJO8t0jYJI/AAAAAAAACzE/7G_Djpns07c/s320/IMG_7297.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702206883203604626" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;and of course cny isn't complete without the huge spread of endless food and drinks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jhoKgjC1ilQ/TyJRqS92rII/AAAAAAAACzQ/hA5qkX2PcRQ/s320/IMG_7304.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702209865292098690" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;it's really interesting and nice to see how old folks still treasure the cny tradition so much and really do up the place and ensure that the goodies are bought for loved ones to snack on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wgeaLFSIyDs/TyJRq6itISI/AAAAAAAACzg/mc4jn41Rv64/s320/IMG_7320.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702209875915645218" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ueMXhd2Shtc/TyJRrvCrFhI/AAAAAAAACzo/yD--u2HbbUw/s320/IMG_7331.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702209890008372754" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iuBkZCUeRgg/TyJRsHCjF4I/AAAAAAAACz0/1dSW04ofzKs/s320/IMG_7338.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702209896450299778" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w5_BbDPLiJM/TyJRstlqqvI/AAAAAAAAC0A/Iv5ABKQ2rBg/s320/IMG_7359.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702209906798144242" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MLIVUG5eqoo/TyV6UoVaAzI/AAAAAAAAC0Y/tvruKxXfYQI/s320/IMG_7367.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703098997977776946" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img 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class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;friends open their houses up and invite you to their homes, nice gestures, even nicer to just be merrier and spend some quality time together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iWl4O4xdBVo/TyV6WVDxpyI/AAAAAAAAC1I/304sgpTmJzM/s320/IMG_7401.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703099027163293474" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BGDgP9Rn664/TyV6WKbCepI/AAAAAAAAC08/76q2JPB731U/s320/IMG_7404.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703099024308075154" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;and of course the gambling! it went on and on and on, too bad i don't gamble, no interest at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);   -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);   -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JsdLTxnFekM/TyV8xMgxpvI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/W4jOWGgmn6g/s320/IMG_7362.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703101687748732658" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;another great thing about cny is i actually bother to clear, clean and decorate my stuff again and all the receiving of angpows!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;i enjoyed myself this cny, it was tiring but i treasure every moment of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-4799095480769867436?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z1wYUu1A2vk/TxZBBOLiLuI/AAAAAAAACxM/hqLuMQp9h_M/s320/photo-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698813867726089954" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; 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new';font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-1017119593134036460?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/1017119593134036460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=1017119593134036460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/1017119593134036460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/1017119593134036460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9XX4wRkZc24/Tvf0m9fKD7I/AAAAAAAAClI/LRG9qSPisiw/s72-c/Photo%2Bon%2B16-12-11%2Bat%2B4.36%2BPM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-4697167436686898420</id><published>2011-12-15T11:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T12:05:33.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>music: ella mae bowen: holding out for a hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="640" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xjpcuRnLw-4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;how do you even quite completely comprehend such grace and emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-4697167436686898420?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/4697167436686898420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=4697167436686898420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/4697167436686898420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/4697167436686898420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/12/music-ella-mae-bowen-holding-out-for.html' title='music: ella mae bowen: holding out for a hero'/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/xjpcuRnLw-4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-3334579717962820292</id><published>2011-12-13T14:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T14:33:46.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes i wonder if how i feel is real. sometimes i wonder if i can trust in men again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-3334579717962820292?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/3334579717962820292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=3334579717962820292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/3334579717962820292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/3334579717962820292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/12/sometimes-i-wonder-if-how-i-feel-is.html' title=''/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-4776257286854871846</id><published>2011-12-13T14:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T14:36:20.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>music: kylie minogue: giving you up</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/H5DvC71rItU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-4776257286854871846?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/H5DvC71rItU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-1657810623862260092</id><published>2011-12-10T02:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T02:47:05.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>music: boyce avenue featuring megan nicole: skyscraper</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="640" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JQ3r-rXUABI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-1657810623862260092?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/1657810623862260092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-2608516572272722952</id><published>2011-12-08T02:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T03:06:39.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so adorable.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="640" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gdhVk5-yoNg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:85%;"&gt;i could watch these victoria's secret angels over and over again and still be like amazed by their slender bodies and endless legs. what impresses me is their confidence and ability to make what can be deem as scanty outfits to seem so beautiful. they are living art strutting down the runway with such ease and femininity, making it seem so effortless and fun. almost goddess like i'd say they make being a girl so promising.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:85%;"&gt;on another note, it's so sweet isn't it, seeing adam levine doing a spontaneous act of kissing anne v while she came on the runway. it was seriously a picture perfect moment, gorgeous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-2608516572272722952?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/2608516572272722952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=2608516572272722952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/2608516572272722952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/2608516572272722952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/12/so-adorable.html' title='so adorable.'/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/gdhVk5-yoNg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-8982836439453577495</id><published>2011-12-01T16:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T16:31:33.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>music: adele: make you feel my love</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="640" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LLoyNxjhTzc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am surprisingly looking forward to a small and quiet festive season. happy december :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-8982836439453577495?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/8982836439453577495/comments/default' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-2114734228751834802</id><published>2011-11-30T01:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T01:36:23.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>music: janet jackson featuring kanye west: my baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JfP7nbZPhC0/TtUUw8ITR1I/AAAAAAAACkA/53Pn79zKbXk/s1600/tumblr_ls383s8yna1qej42eo1_500.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JfP7nbZPhC0/TtUUw8ITR1I/AAAAAAAACkA/53Pn79zKbXk/s400/tumblr_ls383s8yna1qej42eo1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680469336004970322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JfP7nbZPhC0/TtUUw8ITR1I/AAAAAAAACkA/53Pn79zKbXk/s72-c/tumblr_ls383s8yna1qej42eo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-7342049106765889586</id><published>2011-11-29T16:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T16:44:34.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>music: pussycat dolls: out of this club</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WSruxUlzbGk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i used to think that there would come the day when i found you and we would be at a party filled with friends. and if this song came on, you would pull me close in and we would just get lost in a slow dance with each other. it would be a moment where even though the room is filled, the only people we could see or bother about is just you and i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-7342049106765889586?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/7342049106765889586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=7342049106765889586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-4991126904516594231</id><published>2011-11-28T14:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T14:39:29.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel swamped and overwhelmed. I require a timeout.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-4991126904516594231?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/4991126904516594231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=4991126904516594231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/4991126904516594231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/4991126904516594231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-feel-swamped-and-overwhelmed.html' title=''/><author><name>j i n . 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-4972101057421427632</id><published>2011-11-07T01:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T01:13:57.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:78%;"&gt;you know what, i hate when i have all these uneasy feelings and i start to worry. screw it all, i shouldn't need to feel insecure because i know i can do better so screw all of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-4972101057421427632?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/4972101057421427632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-8041668299826915708</id><published>2011-11-06T01:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T03:44:24.715+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='past forsaken memories.'/><title type='text'>music: across the universe: i want to hold your hand</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/D92Lyxj7U7Q" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:85%;"&gt;dear n, i remember when we were crazy over renting dvds at the small dvd mart just downstairs your place. almost every weekend we'd be picking shows together and then heading back up to your place to spend usually a lazy sunday afternoon away in each others embrace laughing or crying to whatever the show brought us to. it was simple and fun. we'd talk about the show after and sometimes it made us reflect on life together and sometimes it got us madly emotional that we would learn to appreciate each other more. then there were also times where i would insist in renting a scary show to watch at night just because i like it and you would make me stay over because you wouldn't be able to sleep alone in your room after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember the bucket list, across the universe, the notebook and there were so may more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we watched 'the notebook' the night before you were going for your rugby camp and for some reason or whatsoever, i got very emotionally upset and then i'd told you that i would love for you to be able to catch me one day as i run towards you and jump on you to give you a hug and a kiss to tell you how much i'ved missed you, just like in the show. i think it was then that i realize how much you meant to me and i didn't want to let you go. you then gave me a letter and thankfully it got me through the days without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was always the small things that you did that got me weak in the knees and my heart bursting with all the love in the world. the cute scribblings and drawings you would leave me now and then, making me breakfast in the mornings when i stay over and just the feeling of knowing that you wanted me around to watch your games made me beam and contented. as young as i may have been, i knew it was right and i knew this was what i wanted. the good days were when we would laugh all day long and hold each other without a care at all as to what people may think of us and then we'd fall asleep in that comforting same position at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazing how these memories stay with me after so many years, i don't know why either. i guess i've wished after it all ended that if only i had met you later in my life, maybe i would have seen the good in it all and learn to treasure it all the time. you see the thing with you was it was nice to be able to feel proud sitting in the stands and watching you play well during your games and having you did the same back to me. it was nice knowing that i had you to complete me because we could talk and you never ran away from anything. those were the good days, where i never liked cats but got used to tiesto being around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-8041668299826915708?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/8041668299826915708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=8041668299826915708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-6268784770595082086</id><published>2011-11-05T00:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T01:05:30.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>music: katy perry: the one that got away</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/P-_arx-IfyU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;happy nervous thoughts with a calm self tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-6268784770595082086?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/P-_arx-IfyU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-1295887548184345504</id><published>2011-11-04T03:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T00:57:50.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>music: parachute: forever and always</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Dt3BFy9w_NI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;is it weird that i can feel so much for just a song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-1295887548184345504?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Dt3BFy9w_NI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-413413955548470088</id><published>2011-11-01T14:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T14:06:59.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;'so what we get drunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;so what we smoke weed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;we're just having fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;we don't care who sees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;so what we go out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;that's how its suppose to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;living young and wild and free'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-413413955548470088?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/413413955548470088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=413413955548470088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;hello you, do you remember me? we were friends, good friends in fact but i have no idea to whatever happened to us. the distance is evident, the tension is weird and we don't even talk anymore. it breaks my heart, i've never had a friend come into my life and walk away. i treasure each and everyone of you and i still wonder what went wrong. i always will i guess, i miss you. i feel the hurt and it pains me to look at photos that we have together. those were the days when we all got along and shared laughters. those were the days when i felt like my life was complete because i had friends like you with me. but it was all gone too soon. i'll always be affected by you. they say that this is part and parcel of growing up and we all have to suck it up and move along. i'll always wish you the very best and i'll always be looking out for you. no matter how hurt or angry i may be at you, i'll always be more than happy if you come back. but till then, i've learnt to let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-5898708499660020041?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/5898708499660020041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=5898708499660020041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/5898708499660020041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/5898708499660020041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/11/forever-and-always.html' title='-forever and always.'/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-2072967464438927842</id><published>2011-10-25T00:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T01:30:21.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the true spirit of a lifesaver.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#666666;"&gt;i started lifesaving when i was 15. it's been 7 years and the love for my sport has never once died out. i grew up to it and in turn, the sport taught me to grow. i cannot and will not imagine my life without lifesaving. it's in me and i will always want it to be a part of it. where i am today, it was through sheer hard work. all the efforts and commitment that i have put in and all the sacrifices that i have made was for the sport. i don't just love and live it because of the competitions. i do it because it's more than just a sport to me. it's a passion and a dedication that i live by, i really want to teach and educate, i want to save lives and try to make a difference. i am always ever ready and eager to learn. i've not just once put lifesaving before everything else. that's how much i  truly love my sport. the essence to it all it's not just about winning all the time. i believe it's about practicing good habits and principles. you need an open heart, you need believe in it and be doing the sport for the right reasons. lifesavers don't walk away at the end of the day thinking that they are champions and they don't count the number of medals that they have won. true lifesavers walk away at the end of the day thinking about the process of it all, what had been done and what could be done better. they make friends and they help and share whenever they can. you see the pride in them when they are around their sport, you see their eyes light up and that smile will always be plastered on their faces. you see the pain, the focus and the determination to do well and you see the honest congratulations to fellow lifesavers after events. and it's not just about the competitions. there is so much more to lifesaving then just going up against each other and fighting to be the best. what's a lifesaver when he or she can't perform rescues and help others in need? If they aren't able to impart their skills and be able to want to learn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#666666;"&gt;everything that i do, it was with the thought of lifesaving in it. i breathe it, i need it because i choose it. i worked for it and i think that i deserved it. there will never be shortcuts to it and i'm sorry but there will always be 'lifesavers' out there that don't deserve my respect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;'but with what we have, i promise you that we're marching on'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-2072967464438927842?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/2072967464438927842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=2072967464438927842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/2072967464438927842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/2072967464438927842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/10/true-spirit-of-lifesaver.html' title='the true spirit of a lifesaver.'/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-7839034692240135811</id><published>2011-10-22T02:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T02:42:18.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>music: mariah carey: bye bye</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-ckOoxVFsY8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want anyone to bid me farewell, to end a friendship with me, to leave me forever. 22 years of my life i've been through many ups and downs. where i am today, i know who my friends really are and i know who has and are gonna be there for me till the very end. i've put a whole lot of emotions into the life i have created for myself and whatever that i have done, i hope for nothing but the best for everyone around me. thank you for being there with me and always having the faith in me, you guys should know who you are :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-7839034692240135811?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/7839034692240135811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=7839034692240135811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-3862806568736776554</id><published>2011-10-19T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T01:27:30.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:85%;"&gt;to finally be feeling like how i was way back while i was younger and in school, to finally feel the rush of excitement each time my phone rings or when i see you, the feeling is priceless. never knew i would get this feeling again, never did i think i would ever find anyone who would make me all nervously happy and excited all over again. it's old school, it's a warm fuzzy feeling, it's nice, sweet and adorable, it makes me go weak at the knees and smile endlessly to myself. it makes me feel hopeful, makes my worries go away and all i really wanna do is just kick off my shoes and lie by you, snuggle up to you and not have to worry or think about tomorrow at all. you make me feel wanted, you make me feel insecure, you make me feel like you care and you make me feel annoyed and confused too. but it's young love isn't it? didn't i feel this way back then? but then there's so much more to think about now that i am growing up. so much to worry and so much to plan. i hate it, i really do. i just wanna do what my heart tells me to and live with no regrets. but it is reality and there are consequences to face. i would try really, i always am that girl who takes that leap of faith anyways, but i don't think i can do this alone this time around so if you are willing, i would let you help me but if you decide that you won't, i will not fight for you because if this was worth it, i won't have to make any decisions at all. i won't hurt and i won't have to worry. i'll be happy instead. don't go breaking my heart like how everyone else did.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-4620735231534549556</id><published>2011-09-17T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T02:10:58.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;'you know i've been having dreams, dreams of my iron woman event. i am scared, i am nervous, but i want it so much. i have been training for it, i don't wanna fail myself, i don't want to fail others as well.'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-4620735231534549556?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/4620735231534549556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=4620735231534549556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/4620735231534549556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/4620735231534549556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/09/you-know-ive-been-having-dreams-dreams.html' title=''/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-211448900252796454</id><published>2011-09-07T00:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T00:46:17.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>music: adele: rolling in the deep</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rYEDA3JcQqw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't have bothered to entertain or try. i knew from the start it was wrong, that nothing good was gonna come out of it. i knew it, i could see it all but yet i betrayed myself and went ahead. because really i just wanted to feel normal again, to stop being so god dammit strong, to bloody hell be cared for and be happy. because I'm tired, very tired of doing everything on my own. because nothing ever really goes my way these days and because i can't understand why, why is it so unfair and what, what in me is possibly wrong. i hate you some how, hate all you damn fools for coming into my life. wished i never met you because i gave you all i could but you tossed me aside and broke me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna hate you, blame you and curse at you. i wanna hate myself for giving in, for letting go. i cause this hurt in me, i broke my own peace but what the hell i tried to try again, i tried to stop it but i failed myself and now i feel like fuck. i wanna tear everything up and cry it all out. i'm stupidly frustrated at everything, i just wanna be ok, to be normal what the fuck is that so much to ask for? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to keep the faith and be hopeful. it's once again getting so hard to keep that smile on my face, each time it gets better i get skeptical that it ain't real but least i tried this time around, i tried to let the walls down. even if it was just that little bit, i know i tried. fuck this shit, I'm tired and so hurt i just wanna scream my cries out now. no one's gonna hear anyways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-211448900252796454?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/211448900252796454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=211448900252796454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/211448900252796454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/211448900252796454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post_07.html' title='music: adele: rolling in the deep'/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/rYEDA3JcQqw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-2767225042281292672</id><published>2011-09-01T01:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T00:11:18.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>music: train: marry me</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ghZt2cILcCU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-2767225042281292672?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/2767225042281292672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=2767225042281292672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/2767225042281292672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/2767225042281292672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title='music: train: marry me'/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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you way too much and i don't know how i let myself love you more than you did for me. i let you in, i don't know how i let that happen. i don't know how i'll really get over you. i want to, i really do because this pain is too much. it's stopping me really from opening the doors again. i want to find someone better than you because that's suppose to be easy because you weren't exactly perfect at all but why is it so hard. why can't someone else be my only exception now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-5040611250814257337?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/5040611250814257337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=5040611250814257337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/fGDIxcuPT7s/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-8353275275760966188</id><published>2011-08-12T00:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T01:08:44.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>music: eric clapton: tears in heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JxPj3GAYYZ0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you won't find music like this anymore. find me a man that has a soul this deep, find me a man who brings tears to my eyes with words so simple, who plays the guitar with such ease and soothes the mind. he takes his music to a level in which is truly a pure classic. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-8353275275760966188?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/8353275275760966188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=8353275275760966188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/8353275275760966188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/8353275275760966188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/08/music-eric-clapton-tears-in-heaven.html' title='music: eric clapton: tears in heaven'/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/JxPj3GAYYZ0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-4213734311779242005</id><published>2011-08-11T03:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T03:31:51.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because you are my everything.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aol94OEx-Iw/TkLcflpOwqI/AAAAAAAACjg/Z6p3scgnEpo/s1600/IMG_3812.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-1431960928954917854</id><published>2011-08-10T01:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T01:19:21.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:85%;"&gt;i miss you, i still do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-1431960928954917854?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/1431960928954917854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>idontwannaspendanotherholidayaloneandreallybecauseimisshavingsomeonetobethereformeandshowermewithloadsofcuddlesandkisses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-5648673116074558131?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/5648673116074558131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=5648673116074558131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/5648673116074558131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/5648673116074558131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/08/idontwannaspendanotherholidayaloneandre.html' title=''/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-7712165249197354383</id><published>2011-08-07T02:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T03:05:13.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend warrior.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SP biathlon 2011.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JY2sbZNQwPo/Tj2LdqttJmI/AAAAAAAACjY/Gr8U47gudR0/s1600/262865_10150277952997068_610277067_7628181_5414779_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JY2sbZNQwPo/Tj2LdqttJmI/AAAAAAAACjY/Gr8U47gudR0/s400/262865_10150277952997068_610277067_7628181_5414779_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637815650336188002" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OSIM triathlon 2011.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PGu99IHl25Y/Tj2KuephjdI/AAAAAAAACjQ/L50jhlsKtK8/s400/IMG_4413.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637814839643573714" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K_AJ4DwHB-Y/Tj2Kt7EEPOI/AAAAAAAACjI/KSm6O_crDbo/s1600/IMG_4352.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K_AJ4DwHB-Y/Tj2Kt7EEPOI/AAAAAAAACjI/KSm6O_crDbo/s400/IMG_4352.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637814830091222242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:100%;"&gt;I don't know if I am way done with my peak or perhaps I am a late bloomer but I feel good this year. I feel like I am pushing more than before and my mental strength has improved. I hope this maintains and motivates me much more. These races have become a form of escapism to me now and it's mad but I love the adrenaline it gives me. I feel more satisfied than before after each race and find myself craving for more to come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:100%;"&gt;Maybe it's because I truly am focusing on myself now, that I am giving myself the own attention that I should have done so long ago. But sometimes I do know that I use these races to mask my anger, irritation and hurt with whatever that's happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-7712165249197354383?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/7712165249197354383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=7712165249197354383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/7712165249197354383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/7712165249197354383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/08/weekend-warrior.html' title='weekend warrior.'/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JY2sbZNQwPo/Tj2LdqttJmI/AAAAAAAACjY/Gr8U47gudR0/s72-c/262865_10150277952997068_610277067_7628181_5414779_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-8079646233372622231</id><published>2011-08-04T14:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T15:06:18.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>music: atomic kitten: someone like me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I've started my school break. It's been slow paced but I think it's doing me good. I let it slowly sink in that I don't actually need to be mugging hard for the next month or two and now that it's in my head, i am embracing it and am trying to get everything on track. I don't wanna rush but I know I can't take all this free time for granted too. I wanna use this time to focus on training too and I do hope that I meet my own expectations for Nationals this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Things to be done nicely this break:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(1) SI and Swimsafer certifications&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(2) Stabilize coaching schedule &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(3) Hopefully go back to work at BP once in awhile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Things that has been planned and to look forward to this break:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(1) Bangkok with Sam and Saburi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(2) Redang dive trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(3) Bintan with Christina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Things that are happening after my school break:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(1) Lifesaving Teacher course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(2) Lifesaving competition in Penang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I hope this little break from school will do me good, I gave up pushing forward my Professional Practice module to have this break and so I wanna make good use of it and return to school feeling fresher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-8079646233372622231?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/8079646233372622231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=8079646233372622231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/8079646233372622231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/8079646233372622231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/08/music-atomic-kitten-someone-like-me.html' title='music: atomic kitten: someone like me'/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-8820291681713822707</id><published>2011-08-04T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T00:51:19.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:85%;"&gt;"This life is what you make it. Not matter what, you're going to mess up sometimes, it's a universal truth. But the good part is you get to decide how you're going to mess it up. Girls will be your friends - they'll act like it anyway. But just remember, some come, somg go. The ones that stay with you through everything - they're your true best friends. Don't let go of them. Also remember, sisters make the best friends in the world. As for lovers, well, they'll come and go too. And babve, I hate to say it, most of them - actually pretty much all of them are going to break your heart, but you can't give up becuase if you give up, you'll never find your soul mate. You'll never find that half who makes you whole and that goes for everything. Just because you fail once, doesn't mean you're gonna fail at everything. Keep trying, hold on, and always, always, always believe in yourself, because if you don't, then who will, sweetie? So keep your head high, keep your chin up, and most importantly, keep smiling, because life's a beautiful thing and there's so much to smile about."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:85%;"&gt;— Marilyn Monroe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-8820291681713822707?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/8820291681713822707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>music: atomic kitten: last goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Yj1I2aSWKiY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ain't nobody here to make it right because i couldn't seem to find a way for love to stay. if you have another night to give i would have another night to live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-4172436321860195713?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/4172436321860195713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=4172436321860195713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>music: beyonce: best thing i never had</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/FHp2KgyQUFk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be the best thing you never had. for all that you have put me through, i believe in karma. what goes around comes back around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-5678112132038345731?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/5678112132038345731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=5678112132038345731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know you really disappointed me. but i cant explain why or how. you just did. i am upset now, i really am. this little mind of mine doesn't think simply, it thinks way too much. go figure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-4099865785508135056?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/4099865785508135056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=4099865785508135056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/4099865785508135056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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need a reminder of how wonderful life can be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-7506570569147775326?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/7506570569147775326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=7506570569147775326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/7506570569147775326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/7506570569147775326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title='music: one republic: good life'/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/jZhQOvvV45w/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-8961992326045439661</id><published>2011-07-14T14:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T14:47:00.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have diligently sat down and sorted out my school and coaching stuff out. I counted the remaining modules I have left in school to take and it scares me now to really sink in and realize that I am half way done. It scares me that I have a choice now to either do my professional practice or not. I guess I could use 2 months to sort my life out, focus on coaching and take a break but part of me feels like i need something new to spark me on. it could change me, it could be what i need to spur myself on and feel the passion once again. i'm sitting on the fence and i need an answer soon. and sometimes, i wish i had someone to guide me to organize my coaching career path. it's always like i'm in the middle and all messed up. i need admin work done badly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-8961992326045439661?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/8961992326045439661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=8961992326045439661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-8883333665012787601?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/8883333665012787601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=8883333665012787601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/8883333665012787601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/8883333665012787601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-could-be-gay-all-my-life-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>j i n . 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"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;-William Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;font-size: 12px; font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 12px; font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-5733022001699566468?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/5733022001699566468/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-2158659535714206263</id><published>2011-07-06T00:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T01:29:10.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a feeling so extreme.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iAZNzsRBZJI/ThNA29s-aBI/AAAAAAAACi4/WDg6YQdvQjE/s1600/228106_10150178959916699_638816698_7048443_2788800_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iAZNzsRBZJI/ThNA29s-aBI/AAAAAAAACi4/WDg6YQdvQjE/s400/228106_10150178959916699_638816698_7048443_2788800_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625911672536197138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i find in me the inspiration to pen down my thoughts, emotions and goals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i find in all of you the drive to inspire myself to press on harder and achieve better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i turn to memories which we created as a team to keep me going on, to get me back up from the dumps and to fight on. i turn to the strength we gave one another to remind me that i am not alone and that i have a team who keeps the faith and will be there no matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i call you my team now, will always be, i hope you guys think and feel the same way too. this team right here gave me a fresh new beginning to see everything in a brand new light. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;this team i love now, team singapore arafura 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-2158659535714206263?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624963389123791634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;oh darling don't you ever grow up;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;just stay this little&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-8622608648884843417?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/8622608648884843417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=8622608648884843417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-1605291555708569206</id><published>2011-06-30T14:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T14:52:51.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tranquility.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xrwG8z_NE9Y/Tgwa-FtDghI/AAAAAAAACio/cd9_go2KpzQ/s1600/IMG_4004.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xrwG8z_NE9Y/Tgwa-FtDghI/AAAAAAAACio/cd9_go2KpzQ/s400/IMG_4004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623899688664269330" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;when everything seems to be a rollercoaster ride,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;stop and take a step back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;look around and just watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;take a breather,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;you will realize it isn't all that tough at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;one step and a time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;climb the steps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;in this road of life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;you only have yourself to hold on to tightly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;giving up would be throwing everything away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-1605291555708569206?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/1605291555708569206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=1605291555708569206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/1605291555708569206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/1605291555708569206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/06/tranquility.html' title='tranquility.'/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xrwG8z_NE9Y/Tgwa-FtDghI/AAAAAAAACio/cd9_go2KpzQ/s72-c/IMG_4004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-7898431285560050933</id><published>2011-06-26T18:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T18:31:27.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;if you could read into the future, would you do it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;would it allow you to run away and avoid bad stuffs that's to come?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;would it make life better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;would you get what you want?&lt;/span&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-7898431285560050933?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/7898431285560050933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=7898431285560050933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/7898431285560050933'/><link rel='self' 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{}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-adGe_ECKlR0/TeuUXtJRFaI/AAAAAAAAChQ/qLR83lT5KOM/s400/123.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614744495423821218" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;sometimes i wish that yesterdays never ended. i knew i wouldn't get selected for commonwealth games, i knew jolly well that i went for the trials out of sportsmanship and of course to meet up with the team but i guess now that the results are out in my face, it does stings and it does sucks to know that i am not going to durban, south africa. my heart feels kinda heavy and it brings a frown to my face. blahh...oh wells. however, i do sincerely congratulate all that has made it in and i do wish you guys all the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-adGe_ECKlR0/TeuUXtJRFaI/AAAAAAAAChQ/qLR83lT5KOM/s72-c/123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-1475554412010248031</id><published>2011-06-22T01:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T02:10:57.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;samantha halley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c0d2_5tHvwg/TgDcXeTniDI/AAAAAAAACiY/PxmpsWn5s3I/s1600/IMG_3513.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c0d2_5tHvwg/TgDcXeTniDI/AAAAAAAACiY/PxmpsWn5s3I/s320/IMG_3513.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620734630788827186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;dawn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jM5Ug4AiAgs/TgDcXNZkTLI/AAAAAAAACiQ/MABWPU6Fbx8/s1600/IMG_3703.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" 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style="color:#999999;"&gt;sheena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vTbDuWNAEFI/TgDcWm3Qw8I/AAAAAAAACiA/wbavb-46vNo/s1600/IMG_3774.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vTbDuWNAEFI/TgDcWm3Qw8I/AAAAAAAACiA/wbavb-46vNo/s320/IMG_3774.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620734615905944514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;'the sun goes down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;the stars come out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;and all that counts is here and now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt; my universe will never be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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don't pick what's to come, we shall embrace it all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fuYuDbTzGZI/Tf4nkh3usdI/AAAAAAAACh4/bFOLnfujJ0I/s1600/IMG_3753.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fuYuDbTzGZI/Tf4nkh3usdI/AAAAAAAACh4/bFOLnfujJ0I/s320/IMG_3753.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619972893525848530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;a moment, a love, a dream, a laugh, a kiss, a cry, our rights, our wrongs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" 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title='we don&apos;t pick what&apos;s to come, we shall embrace it all.'/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fuYuDbTzGZI/Tf4nkh3usdI/AAAAAAAACh4/bFOLnfujJ0I/s72-c/IMG_3753.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-5600279630198499422</id><published>2011-06-18T02:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T14:40:41.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a black out blur but i'm pretty sure it ruled.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--R8Xim8flAY/TfumRpql3BI/AAAAAAAAChw/qmmDoejlha0/s1600/248598_169463559781994_100001550541685_407688_1387499_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--R8Xim8flAY/TfumRpql3BI/AAAAAAAAChw/qmmDoejlha0/s320/248598_169463559781994_100001550541685_407688_1387499_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619267782247308306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;last friday night&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;we went streaking in the park&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;skinny dipping in the dark&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;then had a menage a trios&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;last friday night&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;yeah i think we broke the law&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;always say we're gonna stop-op&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;whoa-oh-oah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;this friday night&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;do it all again&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;this friday night&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;do it all again&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-5600279630198499422?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--R8Xim8flAY/TfumRpql3BI/AAAAAAAAChw/qmmDoejlha0/s72-c/248598_169463559781994_100001550541685_407688_1387499_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-5519369815333131754</id><published>2011-06-15T01:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T01:48:43.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;inner peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;what does that really mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i've settled, i've reflected and realize my mistakes and recognize my strengths. i know what i want now. i am sure, very certain that i am on the right path. so what do i still feel incomplete? what's missing? what's wrong? i feel at ease, but still fidgety now and then. i miss the affections that i got but i jolly well know that it wasn't right or good for me. it takes me alot of control to stop myself from giving in. i find myself frustrated, not understanding why is it that i still don't feel whole. i refuse to give up, i refuse to back now. i don't want to break down the walls i've worked so hard to build around. i don't get why people try to go after you but they don't make sincere efforts or even go the extra mile. i am worth it tell myself, if i mean that much to you, show me and i'm sure this broken heart of mine will try. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i don't know if confessions are worth making right now. a huge part of me wish i could one day tell a story of us but i really don't have a clue on what page you are on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-5519369815333131754?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/5519369815333131754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=5519369815333131754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/5519369815333131754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/5519369815333131754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/06/inner-peace.html' title=''/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-4139340468549488574</id><published>2011-06-14T07:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T07:57:03.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: large; "&gt;it's so early and i am so sleepy still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-4139340468549488574?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/4139340468549488574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=4139340468549488574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/4139340468549488574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/4139340468549488574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-so-early-and-i-am-so-sleepy-still.html' title=''/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-7454557890694853308</id><published>2011-06-13T02:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T02:51:09.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gad4zJaAs_s/TfUIm7bTcdI/AAAAAAAAChg/8qASo30bYLY/s1600/IMG_3532.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gad4zJaAs_s/TfUIm7bTcdI/AAAAAAAAChg/8qASo30bYLY/s400/IMG_3532.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617405575094825426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;i do think back at times to what i once had. i think of how i was happy with you and what we shared. i think of how now i regret not treasuring you and giving my best. it makes me sad, my heart is heavy. but then i tell myself it all happened for a reason. it turned out this way because something was telling me to pick up my pace and race to the right one. i may just be deceiving myself, i may really just be afraid to face the truth but i hope, and that's what gets me through now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;i wanna have my sunshining rainbow and unicorns day too. i wanna find you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-7454557890694853308?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/7454557890694853308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=7454557890694853308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/7454557890694853308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/7454557890694853308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-do-think-back-at-times-to-what-i-once.html' title=''/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gad4zJaAs_s/TfUIm7bTcdI/AAAAAAAAChg/8qASo30bYLY/s72-c/IMG_3532.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-6924570338409175112</id><published>2011-06-09T01:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T01:18:10.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mermaid.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fOWyY9G87Dk/Te-uWMfWzAI/AAAAAAAAChY/zPgmi06mwFk/s1600/IMG_1936.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fOWyY9G87Dk/Te-uWMfWzAI/AAAAAAAAChY/zPgmi06mwFk/s400/IMG_1936.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615898956687395842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;hey baby girl, i love you more than anything else in the world. you are my bundle of joy and colours of rainbow when i am down and out. stay with me long time ok&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-6924570338409175112?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/6924570338409175112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=6924570338409175112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/6924570338409175112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/6924570338409175112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/06/hey-baby-girl-i-love-you-more-than.html' title='mermaid.'/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fOWyY9G87Dk/Te-uWMfWzAI/AAAAAAAAChY/zPgmi06mwFk/s72-c/IMG_1936.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-3333730803638760042</id><published>2011-06-07T01:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T02:29:14.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i haven't blogged about my fabulous trip to darwin thinking that if i do so, it would be the final end of it all. stupid as it seems, i find it hard to pen it all down in words. no amount or kind of words can truly describe what i experienced in aussie. i'll get to doing it soon, i hope. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's annoying how i'm afraid that i might just be falling back to my black hole again. i'm loosing focus, feeling very off track in terms of emotions. just about the only thing that perks me up and makes me feel happy and at ease is training. the other day i was out at sea paddling with some of the guys from team sg. it's been awhile and i still remember the first time i went out of the lagoon. the feeling was exactly the same, carefree. it was that easy to plaster a huge grin on my face. the waves took my worries away and i just didn't think of anything at all. i was in a moment and loving it again and again. we were just paddling, we were just talking and laughing. no thinking and worrying. time stood still and there we were, being captivated by mother nature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish everyday was just like that. being simple and happy. no drama but just the sun, sand and sea. ahhhh...i wish i wish i was easy to read and you would know how i am feeling.&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-3333730803638760042?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/3333730803638760042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=3333730803638760042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/3333730803638760042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/3333730803638760042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-havent-blogged-about-my-fabulous-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-2966103582788134650</id><published>2011-06-06T01:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T01:50:45.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am annoyed now because i didn't save the photos that team sg took yesterday before restoring my iphone. all gone. arrgghh. every moment is precious to me, you guys are precious. sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-2966103582788134650?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/2966103582788134650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=2966103582788134650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/2966103582788134650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/2966103582788134650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-am-annoyed-now-because-i-didnt-save.html' title=''/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-7015268012089686809</id><published>2011-06-05T22:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T22:05:16.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;is it alright that i feel lonely?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-7015268012089686809?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-7575349632578866958</id><published>2011-06-05T10:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T10:35:31.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>have a little faith.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i let those tears fall, i gave it my all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i fell the hardest, i found how strong i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;close my eyes, rest awhile, it's been a long long day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-7575349632578866958?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/7575349632578866958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=7575349632578866958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ozcjEbkZ_uA/Td5-9WEU4XI/AAAAAAAAChE/UWFX8PatwEQ/s1600/230911_10150193880199253_846964252_6824669_4526568_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ozcjEbkZ_uA/Td5-9WEU4XI/AAAAAAAAChE/UWFX8PatwEQ/s400/230911_10150193880199253_846964252_6824669_4526568_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611061778111062386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;just know that you are not in this thing alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;there's always a place in me that you can call home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;whenever you feel like we're growing apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;let's just go back back back to the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;anything that's worth having&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;sure enough worth fighting for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;quitting's out of the question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;when it gets tough gotta fight some more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-5763223133046944313?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/5763223133046944313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=5763223133046944313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/5763223133046944313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/5763223133046944313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-dont-need-no-parachute-when-ive-got.html' title='starry eyed surprise.'/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ozcjEbkZ_uA/Td5-9WEU4XI/AAAAAAAAChE/UWFX8PatwEQ/s72-c/230911_10150193880199253_846964252_6824669_4526568_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-3012516765456267125</id><published>2011-05-25T22:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T22:27:43.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i fell in love with something so precious, myself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rksSe_2u2XY/Td0NY_3Q-RI/AAAAAAAACg8/Qm-EyAnwm1k/s1600/247124_10150254957187784_586872783_9048875_4097105_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rksSe_2u2XY/Td0NY_3Q-RI/AAAAAAAACg8/Qm-EyAnwm1k/s400/247124_10150254957187784_586872783_9048875_4097105_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610655433884760338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;you don't just wake up one morning feeling happy because of nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; "&gt;it's the things that you've gone through that shapes everything to how it is today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; "&gt;it may have taken far too long but i am contented knowing that all this while, i was running as fast as i could to my destination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i've hit many bumps and bruised myself way too many times in the past but i could make it work now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; "&gt;i am glad and shall not be regretful of what i have gone through and experienced. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; "&gt;if you have been nice to me and done me no wrong, always know that i appreciate you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; "&gt;but if you have wronged me and caused me hurt, i still appreciate you for you have made me realize and grew stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i took a leap of faith and held it on my own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; "&gt;by myself, i discovered so much more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i stretched myself way more and really am more confident and happy than before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i am blessed that i have been strong enough to not have slipped into depression. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; "&gt;i am thankful that with each tear that i've cried, i let go of unwanted hatred and anger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; "&gt;i see things in different perspectives and have so much more hope in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i inked 'hope' in hopes holding on to faith and getting me through ugly times. i made it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i love my friends so much and i can never thank them enough for standing by me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; "&gt;now if i could only capture the attention of that one boy, i'm hoping that i will finally be complete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-3012516765456267125?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/3012516765456267125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=3012516765456267125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/3012516765456267125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/3012516765456267125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-fell-in-love-with-something-so.html' title='i fell in love with something so precious, myself.'/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rksSe_2u2XY/Td0NY_3Q-RI/AAAAAAAACg8/Qm-EyAnwm1k/s72-c/247124_10150254957187784_586872783_9048875_4097105_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-2471949512997689733</id><published>2011-05-25T11:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T11:29:41.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;i am very happy at where i am now. the past happened for reasons and i appreciate them all now because i ended up being stronger and better. i see so much more now and have learnt to handle things way better than before. i once upon a time gave everything i could, got my heart all screwed up and did stupid foolish things before but it's all good now. i did my part and if they didnt see and feel it, too bad. ive moved along and it really is your lost now. nothing that happened in the past bothers me now. i am looking ahead and never looking back. what lies ahead will be awesome now because i will make sure i make mighty right decisions. &lt;/span&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-2471949512997689733?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/2471949512997689733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=2471949512997689733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/2471949512997689733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/2471949512997689733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-am-very-happy-at-where-i-am-now.html' title=''/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-8568010305316853213</id><published>2011-05-23T12:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T14:01:21.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>too much of the good stuff isn't all that good at all. i thought i moved on to something better, where i would definitely do better and be as happy or if not happier. it might have been a wrong timing, it may not have been fated at all but it has got me confused. i know how reality usually hits one so hard that you get shaken and doubt yourself. it has hit me one too many times and i still can't get use to the harsh truths in life. i can't help time and time again that i am soft hearted, i give in easily and i care too much about what others think. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it may have been my fault for not being able to draw a clear line, but i've never meant for it to be bad. i'm sorry that i can never stop loving a team i grew up with, sorry that i'll never stop making new friends and build bonds with them. everyone is special in their very own ways and i'll create an everlasting friendship and love with whoever who appreciates it and wants to keep it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the beauty in lifesaving is that it can be a competitive sport and yet at the same time, it can be a profession, a never ending learning journey where we can help and save lives. i've always respected the sport, being so impress that unlike other sports, the athletes here seemed more friendly and warm. i've never really heard of lifesavers being arrogant and snobby, walking around with an 'air' around them and that is what makes me really proud of the sport too. it really isn't all about winning all the time, but it's the experience learnt and gained. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i may have been affected by your words, but i appreciate your harshness. i shall take it and learn from it. i won't let it get to me now, i'll turn it around and make it positive. i deserved what i worked for. it may have been because of help from others but ultimately, i worked so hard for it on my own too and it was my chance and it was my time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that medal i got, it was mine. it was what i worked for and no one can take it from me. and yea, i hope it shuts people up too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's time i focus and direct my energy and appreciation to those who truly cares and got my back no matter what. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/15922209-8568010305316853213?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/8568010305316853213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=8568010305316853213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/8568010305316853213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/8568010305316853213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/05/too-much-of-good-stuff-isnt-all-that.html' title=''/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-6313987533043892703</id><published>2011-05-21T02:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T03:01:39.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll never ever get over darwin.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uN6xCYAPu1g/Tda5X_d-z1I/AAAAAAAACgk/ZbA8tFn6wVM/s1600/231154_10150178960301699_638816698_7048454_4136110_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uN6xCYAPu1g/Tda5X_d-z1I/AAAAAAAACgk/ZbA8tFn6wVM/s400/231154_10150178960301699_638816698_7048454_4136110_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608874207761846098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;because tonight will be the night that i will fall for you over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;a team like this is impossible to find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i won't ever change my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-6313987533043892703?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/6313987533043892703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=6313987533043892703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/6313987533043892703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/6313987533043892703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/05/because-tonight-will-be-night-that-i.html' title='i&apos;ll never ever get over darwin.'/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uN6xCYAPu1g/Tda5X_d-z1I/AAAAAAAACgk/ZbA8tFn6wVM/s72-c/231154_10150178960301699_638816698_7048454_4136110_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-2582679285278601097</id><published>2011-05-05T15:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T15:23:05.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;i guess maybe i wish you didn't even bother calling to wish me well. you didn't even care right from the start, so why bother trying to catch up all at once now. each time i hear from you, i can't help but feel angry some how. i don't wanna care no more, i'm putting all of it behind me. it's gone, over for good because i don't deserve what you put me through and how you treated me. i am not how you perceive me, always behind you and never better. maybe it's time you woke up and try to make things right.&lt;/span&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-2582679285278601097?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/2582679285278601097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=2582679285278601097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/2582679285278601097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/2582679285278601097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-guess-maybe-i-wish-you-didnt-even.html' title=''/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-8183096432438109340</id><published>2011-05-05T12:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T12:30:56.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey mate!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I AM SO EXCITED NOW!!! THE TRAININGS WERE SO PHYSICALLY EXHAUSTING AND I NEVER SEEM TO HAVE ENOUGH TIME TO REST AND RECOVER. THEN CAME ALONG MY SCHOOL ESSAY ASSIGNMENT IN WHICH I WOULD NOT HAVE BEEN GRANTED AN EXTENSION IN THE DATELINE SO I HAD TO FINISH IT BEFORE I FLY TONIGHT. THAT REALLY WAS MENTALLY DRAINING. DAY AND NIGHT, I HAVE BEEN DEALING WITH PHYSICAL AND MENTAL TIREDNESS. NOT TO MENTION, I STILL HAD MY COACHINGS GOING ON. I AM STILL HERE NOW, I PULLED THROUGH! I MAY NOT HAVE HAD ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD TO BE EXCITED ABOUT THE ARAFURA GAMES IN DARWIN AUSTRALIA BUT IT'S NOT TOO LATE TO BE NOW. I AM HAVING THE JITTERS, I AM NERVOUS, I AM BURSTING WITH HAPPINESS, I AM AFRAID I WILL MISS HOME, I AM PARANOID THAT I WILL FORGET SOMETHING, I AM GRINNING WIDELY AND I AM NOT STOPPING ANYTIME SOON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;WHOOHOOOOO!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-8183096432438109340?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-255570456350430389</id><published>2011-05-03T01:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T01:46:35.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;family; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;precious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/15922209-255570456350430389?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-5403913843501621670</id><published>2011-05-01T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T23:09:33.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's now or never, i am strong enough.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;even if no one bothers or agrees, i can give myself a great pat on the back and be very proud of myself. i attended every training and i gave everything. i have overcome my fears and i'm not holding back anymore. i am going the distance, i am over stretching. i am doing everything and much more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i don't think i have felt so exhausted from trainings before and i have definitely never felt so determined and sure of myself before at all. i am glad i made it, i am glad i stuck through everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;my mind has been thinking that i have had enough, but my heart has been telling me don't give up. things do get better through whatever. if you fall, dust it off. i am my own miracle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-5403913843501621670?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/5403913843501621670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-2872354889107848019</id><published>2011-04-30T00:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T01:01:34.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont know if it's the stress or whatever, but i just felt today that i wanted time with you, to me it would seem like you were being there for me, supporting me and showing me that you were proud of me. i was disappointed, i was piss, i was hurt. oh wells. now i just feel bad for being mad at you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-2872354889107848019?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/2872354889107848019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>yea sure, there have been times that i wish i was someone else. many a times i feel insecure and unwanted. but then most of the time, i feel contented and happy with who i am. im not sure if my confidence scare people away sometimes, but i accept the way i am and i do love myself for me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes, i wish what i wanted would come true or go my way. sometimes i wish i can shake people awake and make them see how i can be wonderful. i hate feeling jealous or insecure. it kills me. it makes me wonder what about me that people dont like. why is it so easy for some while so difficult for me to find the right one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know i get lonely sometimes and i really need someone to lean on and hold me. there's only so much of independence and strong in me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and sometimes, it sucks to see someone you are fond of belong to another. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;being a tin man still sounds good to me. hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-2303698298024921290?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/2303698298024921290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=2303698298024921290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/2303698298024921290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/2303698298024921290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/04/yea-sure-there-have-been-times-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-4305459255367802531</id><published>2011-04-22T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T17:49:06.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rahhh excited much !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-4305459255367802531?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/4305459255367802531/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-1768011494580031346</id><published>2011-04-22T17:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T17:26:04.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;i was an idiot yesterday. i got my coaching dates wrong and travelled all the way to jurong in the afternoon. it was only when i was sitted on the pool bench did i realize it. stupid me, wasted my time totally. i could have used the time to rest more and finish up more work. sigh. i will never make such a stupid mistake ever again. lesson learnt totally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;side note, i thought you guys would now be better some how, like maybe realized that friends share the load sometimes, like help out to do things and plan things even without being asked. guess not. i may just be bitching and whining here but honestly, i just can't stand it sometimes. oh wells, no one said loving was easy. i would do all i can for all of you, but will you guys do the same in return?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-1768011494580031346?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/1768011494580031346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=1768011494580031346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/1768011494580031346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/1768011494580031346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-was-idiot-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-5053886101357217204</id><published>2011-04-21T02:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T02:39:03.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>music: taylor swift: never grow up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i am blonde no more but a brunette indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_jej1hufQb8/Ta8hL0aWbxI/AAAAAAAACgc/pz6Fx4NNroc/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-19%2Bat%2B14.16.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_jej1hufQb8/Ta8hL0aWbxI/AAAAAAAACgc/pz6Fx4NNroc/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-19%2Bat%2B14.16.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597729348776259346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;i've got so many things to do and so much in mind. assignment, readings, emails to reply, coaching, coaching homework, trainings, birthday to plan, slideshow to do for the team. xxxxx. i'm very tired physically. even when my mind says i can, my body is too tired. i need to get so much done. sighh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;'oh darling don't you ever grow up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;don't you ever grow up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;just stay this little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;oh darling don't you ever grow up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;don't you ever grow up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;it can stay this simple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;oh i don't wanna grow up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;wish i'd never grown up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;could still be little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;oh i don't wanna grow up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;wish i'd never grown up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;it could still be 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title=''/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-1498512526961067926</id><published>2011-04-17T20:55:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T23:57:30.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my friend, the soldier i salute.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zLzUSuZgMrk/TarjYOuwNUI/AAAAAAAACfU/cybitefbSiU/s320/IMG_2631.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596535492371821890" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none;  "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zLzUSuZgMrk/TarjYOuwNUI/AAAAAAAACfU/cybitefbSiU/s1600/IMG_2631.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;hey jonathan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;thanks for inviting me to your social night. i got to admit, i was pleasantly surprised that you had asked me but nonetheless, i am delighted that you did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i hadn't known what to expect, i was nervous that it'd be weird and awkward, that i wouldn't be dressed right nor would i be behaving and acting right. i obviously wanted to be at my best for you as this really was a well deserved occasion for your celebration and it should be perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;well, turns out, i was worrying too much and there really wasn't a need to be that nervous because your fellow officer cadets were such gentlemen and easy to mingle with. Now of course, most importantly, you were a charming partner the whole night through. you kept me company all the time and ensured i wasn't bored at all. as excited as i was to see you in your number 2 uniform that evening, you'd be happy to hear that i was as excited to hear all about your army life. you painted a whole new clearer picture for me to realize what you have been going through in camp and as such, i've really come to understand, appreciate and respect you so much more for everything that you have gone through and will still be going through, just for the country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;hey jon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i may not have known you for long at all, may not have been your closest or bestest friend but thinking back, i guess i've seen you grown alot, from your boyish poly days to where you are at now. it's a whole lot of a difference really. they say that you guys become real men after you enter army, i agree with that. i saw a really smart looking soldier that evening, he was looking stunningly handsome in his uniform and immediately thoughts ran through my mind telling me how this solider has to have many good and positive qualities in him. my thoughts were right exactly. i thought back to how i've known you then and now and i saw the man in you now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;now, not that you were a rascal back then but you know what i mean. actually, you have always been a really nice and good guy in my eyes, always thoughtful about what others might feel and never failing to respect people. but right now, after what i have seen for myself, you are like way up a whole new level. very impressive indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;all those facebook statuses that you had posted pieced together and made sense after what you shared with me last night. i can see why you guys can hate army life so much but yet feel so proud of yourself after it all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i truly am amazed by you, jon. i've never known you to be so determined and outstanding in what you set your mind to but now i know. right now, the BP gang all knows because you blew me away so much that whole evening that i had no choice but to sprout praises non stop of you to them. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;hey you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;if you read this, please don't be shocked at how i dedicated this blog post just for you. it's very like me to be expressive this way so my dear friend, be very delighted that this is for you. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fcQvbcVYJb0/TarklEA3PpI/AAAAAAAACfk/46HKxQMSGGc/s1600/IMG_2634.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fcQvbcVYJb0/TarklEA3PpI/AAAAAAAACfk/46HKxQMSGGc/s320/IMG_2634.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596536812344917650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3M_rwTyZiXc/TarlhIzKnhI/AAAAAAAACfs/SK6Y9cRIgDg/s1600/IMG_2633.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3M_rwTyZiXc/TarlhIzKnhI/AAAAAAAACfs/SK6Y9cRIgDg/s320/IMG_2633.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596537844421795346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-48iH9ZjxcHQ/TarmGXKeawI/AAAAAAAACgU/QWX7sczrdeU/s1600/IMG_2653.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-48iH9ZjxcHQ/TarmGXKeawI/AAAAAAAACgU/QWX7sczrdeU/s320/IMG_2653.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596538483932818178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O-zF4Ucmvs8/TarmGNAjskI/AAAAAAAACgM/rUo6LK8XrWc/s1600/IMG_2650.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O-zF4Ucmvs8/TarmGNAjskI/AAAAAAAACgM/rUo6LK8XrWc/s320/IMG_2650.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596538481206866498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iXqpBitigdg/TarmF7iB-VI/AAAAAAAACgE/WMxFzncyKUg/s1600/IMG_2641.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iXqpBitigdg/TarmF7iB-VI/AAAAAAAACgE/WMxFzncyKUg/s320/IMG_2641.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596538476515424594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  color: rgb(245, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  color: rgb(245, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  color: rgb(245, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;dear jonathan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(245, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;you gave me a chance to see what you have gone through and even gave me a perfect evening for me to remember. thank you and always know that i am so proud of you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-1498512526961067926?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/1498512526961067926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=1498512526961067926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/1498512526961067926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/1498512526961067926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-friend-soldier-i-salute.html' title='my friend, the soldier i salute.'/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zLzUSuZgMrk/TarjYOuwNUI/AAAAAAAACfU/cybitefbSiU/s72-c/IMG_2631.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-7557685864238214280</id><published>2011-04-15T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T23:22:58.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm feeling unappreciated, not of importance at all. so we made it this far, so why won't they recognize us? why won't they treat us all as equal and give us their full support and cheers? i am doing good, i started fair and square, i made it so far like everyone else, so why won't they be fair to us?&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;i know i am not alone in this, but i wish someone was here to make me feel alright. sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-7557685864238214280?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/7557685864238214280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=7557685864238214280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/7557685864238214280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/7557685864238214280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-feeling-unappreciated-not-of.html' title=''/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-2753341220590167913</id><published>2011-04-14T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T12:31:04.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>full day coaching. &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;xxxXx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-2753341220590167913?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/2753341220590167913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=2753341220590167913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/2753341220590167913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/2753341220590167913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/04/full-day-coaching.html' title=''/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-8471176241411606471</id><published>2011-04-13T17:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T17:49:29.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;every morning i wake and limp down the stairs because my ankle hurts so bad i cant put weight on it right away. sigh. but i'll remember this injury for life. it was part and parcel of the process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-8471176241411606471?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/8471176241411606471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=8471176241411606471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/8471176241411606471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/8471176241411606471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/04/every-morning-i-wake-and-limp-down.html' title=''/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-8870956540684543725</id><published>2011-04-13T00:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T01:30:10.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;you'd be too good for me. you'd be everything i wanted and needed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i need to stop letting this mind of mine drift along. i wish it'd be easier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i have to realize that this is goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-8870956540684543725?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/8870956540684543725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=8870956540684543725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/8870956540684543725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/8870956540684543725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/04/youd-be-too-good-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-2316870506780724773</id><published>2011-04-12T02:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T02:39:21.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;jin, you have to be on track. you cannot side track at all. it's a tight schedule and you don't have time for distractions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;-very important note to self.&lt;/span&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-2316870506780724773?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/2316870506780724773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=2316870506780724773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/2316870506780724773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/2316870506780724773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/04/jin-you-have-to-be-on-track.html' title=''/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-7857190134616401004</id><published>2011-04-12T01:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T01:53:02.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've got school work that i have to get done. &lt;div&gt;i have events to attend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have trainings to go to consistently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have coaching sessions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have to work to save up for my big darwin competition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cannot afford to fall sick at all, i just cannot.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm gonna get well starting now and go live my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-7857190134616401004?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/7857190134616401004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=7857190134616401004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/7857190134616401004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/7857190134616401004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/04/ive-got-school-work-that-i-have-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-1963003929285455646</id><published>2011-04-10T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T22:35:30.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;so when will it be me; it's hard to leave the ground with these broken wings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-1963003929285455646?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/1963003929285455646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=1963003929285455646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/1963003929285455646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/1963003929285455646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/04/so-when-will-it-be-me-its-hard-to-leave.html' title=''/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-1234456631417675075</id><published>2011-04-10T10:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T10:05:29.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'd like to take back all that's happened and close the doors again. i'd like to be stone cold and have my wall around me again. i'm good alone and that's that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-1234456631417675075?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/1234456631417675075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=1234456631417675075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/1234456631417675075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/1234456631417675075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/04/id-like-to-take-back-all-thats-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-1371400635044093549</id><published>2011-04-09T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T23:01:04.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>music: colbie caillat: fallin' for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am tryin' not to tell you, but I want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm scared of what you'll say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So I'm hidin' what I'm feelin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But I'm tired of holdin' this inside my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've been spendin' all my time just thinkin' 'bout you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't know what to do, I think I'm fallin' for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've been waitin' all my life, and now I found you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't know what to do, I think I'm fallin' for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm fallin' for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;i wanna stop this because it's an annoying fuzzy feeling and i dont wanna let it distract me. so if there's a sign, let me know. if there isn't, let it stop now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-1371400635044093549?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/1371400635044093549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=1371400635044093549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/1371400635044093549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/1371400635044093549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/04/music-colbie-caillat-fallin-for-you.html' title='music: colbie caillat: fallin&apos; for you'/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-7432285689305384843</id><published>2011-04-07T11:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T11:56:56.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>music: colbie caillat: i do</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;i've been feeling&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;i wanna skip along to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;songs and smile all day long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-7432285689305384843?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/7432285689305384843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=7432285689305384843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/7432285689305384843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/7432285689305384843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/04/music-colbie-caillat-i-do.html' title='music: colbie caillat: i do'/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-6446103802986448479</id><published>2011-04-04T11:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T11:26:29.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's my birthday again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;and then i turned 22 this year. quiet unlike the previous year, though i wished there were endless celebrations and everything was fun and loud. im your girl next door dramaqueen, i love the limelight so yea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;but its been good by far. the important people in my life and the simpleness of the get together for my birthday :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i've still been receiving awesome presents still, so there really is no down side to anything in comparison to past years. great friends and family = great useful gifts that have always been on my 'want and need' list. haha, loving it all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;but you know what's the ultimate gift by far? being a part of team singapore! i guess i've had my doubts and have had expected greater reactions from my parents upon hearing my good news, but i think i've cleared it all away and i really am just contented to have gave it my all and got in. my dream come through really. my life feels on track now. perhaps given more time, my parents will be more expressive to me and  show me that they've really got my back and are proud of my achievement. because this is really important to me, because this has always been what i wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i am happy turning 22. it's going to be good, because i'll make it awesome :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-3335771553076325200</id><published>2011-04-01T01:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T01:25:28.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>music: david guetta feat rihanna: who's that chick</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;patience, endless supply of hope and alot of emotional ups and downs. i've got a D finally! i didnt let dr low down, i didnt let my parents money down, i didnt let my hardwork go to waste and i didnt let myself down! it was like double the pressure to anticipate this module's result. i was a nervous wreck, delaying the check as i was too afraid. and then i got too eager to check and attempted to do so on my iphone but to no avail. it was like the longest train, bus and walk home. so when i finally saw the result, i was first relief that i cleared it. and then i got really excited and started bouncing and dancing around the house announcing my achievement. i patted mermaid, my mom hugged me and i said 'woohoo!' way too many many times. haha. see how easily contented i am?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and im really excited to know the final selection results for arafura games this saturday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my life is picking up and im feeling good too. i'm growing up for good i hope. making a change isnt easy but its been good :)&lt;/span&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-8084314066934114202</id><published>2011-03-28T15:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T15:24:49.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;i am counting down to the hours of yet another exam. i am sleep deprived, badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;ever knew i could hurt like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;and everyday life goes on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;i wish i could talk to you for awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;miss you but i try not to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;as time goes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;still i'd give the world to see your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;and be right here next to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;but it's like you're gone too soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;now the hardest thing to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;is say bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;you never got a chance to see how good i've done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;and you never got to see me back at number one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;i wish that you were here to celebrate together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;i wish that we could spend the holidays together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;it' so hard to accept that you are gone forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-8084314066934114202?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/8084314066934114202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=8084314066934114202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/8084314066934114202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/8084314066934114202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/03/hmm.html' title='hmm.'/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-7024834861101325942</id><published>2011-03-26T23:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T23:38:59.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aU6KqpJgTHY/TY4G32uThzI/AAAAAAAACe0/yfl0LYLuLmE/s1600/me..bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588411744265668402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aU6KqpJgTHY/TY4G32uThzI/AAAAAAAACe0/yfl0LYLuLmE/s320/me..bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; sometimes it's ok to fall back and remember memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's only normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but right now, i don't really wanna remember the sweet and bitter moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's still so hurtful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'd rather become the tin man with no heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'd rather be the emo kid who sits at the corner and speaks to no one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm tired of being happy when it's only for the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tired of working so hard when i dont know where it'd go in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;give me a break from being all perky and jumpy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i miss a part of myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-7024834861101325942?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/7024834861101325942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=7024834861101325942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/7024834861101325942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/7024834861101325942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/03/sometimes-its-ok-to-fall-back-and.html' title=''/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aU6KqpJgTHY/TY4G32uThzI/AAAAAAAACe0/yfl0LYLuLmE/s72-c/me..bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-4768380701644037003</id><published>2011-03-23T21:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T21:16:14.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i've finally had enough.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i am about to close the doors to another chapter and embak on a brand new one. this one's gonna be though but i'm gonna make the best of it to pull through. i dont wanna need anybody by me no more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but tonight i'm loving me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-4768380701644037003?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/4768380701644037003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=4768380701644037003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/4768380701644037003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/4768380701644037003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/03/ive-finally-had-enough.html' title='i&apos;ve finally had enough.'/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-7825453115228422774</id><published>2011-03-23T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T21:10:33.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'll make a promise to myself today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how much i have screwed up, i will learn and be better for i am not perfect and it'll never be too late to change if i want to.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how much people may judge and be unkind, i will brave it all and be alright for life is too short to worry way too much about everything and it really is hard to please everyone all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will lead my life as best as i can and as true as it will be.&lt;br /&gt;i'm starting with the man in the mirror and i'm asking him to change his ways. i'll do just that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-7825453115228422774?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/7825453115228422774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=7825453115228422774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/7825453115228422774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/7825453115228422774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/2011/03/ill-make-promise-to-myself-today.html' title=''/><author><name>j i n . z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166198271776587662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-8839754928632329793</id><published>2011-03-13T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T23:13:22.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i held it in for so long, so why did i break down now again.&lt;br /&gt;i cried hard, i cried so hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-8839754928632329793?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15922209.post-1469273992770113688</id><published>2011-03-13T10:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T10:56:59.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the way you act towards me now it amazes me really. it's as if nothing ever happened between us at all. it's like you were never a major bastard to me. i deserve more than a sorry. you will never mend the pieces back. it'll always be broken. then again, you'll never find the courage at all to look me in the eyes and apologize. you will always pretend that were are ok and we are friends. i really dont know how you get by life being this way but yea if you are cool with it, i'll do my best to not are. you have no idea how disgusting you really are and how many people you have hurt. you'll never be an angel, not at all. with all the sins i have made, you are way worst of them me. at least i tried to give you all that i could, i was sincere. as for you,  it was always all words. if the world knew what you have done to me, they would be on my side without a doubt.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am that bitter about you and maybe i wish you knew. i really hate you now. go on and flirt, go on and continue to lie. i wont fall for it or give in anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-1469273992770113688?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/1469273992770113688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=1469273992770113688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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heartaching/breaking posts ive left about you? no you wont ever know because (1) you dont care, (2) i am nothing to you, (3) you are so selfish, (4) you used me and the lists continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since you can toss our history aside so easily, i will do the same. ill be great this time around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-861945630701041678?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/861945630701041678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=861945630701041678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/861945630701041678'/><link rel='self' 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will be fine now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;side note, i sprained my right ankle again and ive finally agreed to my mom to see the chinese sinseh tomorrow. i am mad scare ok. i just hope i dont die screaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;ohh, and i deserve a pat on my back because i completed the 100m rescue medley event today! i have officially move pass my fear. yayy! so my trainings havent gone to waste at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;note to self: study hardcore for exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15922209-4371258531302427069?l=scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenesofmydrama.blogspot.com/feeds/4371258531302427069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15922209&amp;postID=4371258531302427069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15922209/posts/default/4371258531302427069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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