<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34735421</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:08:14.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAVE ME</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34735421.post-7284764599844889898</id><published>2008-08-25T14:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T15:05:52.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=yellow size=+2&gt;i'm leaving elmo behind y'all!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font color=red size=+3&gt;&lt;a href=http://dollintatters.livejournal.com/&gt;♥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-7284764599844889898?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/7284764599844889898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=7284764599844889898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/7284764599844889898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/7284764599844889898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/08/ive-moved-yall-httpdollintatters.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-3898229726913763539</id><published>2008-08-11T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T09:10:32.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;centre&gt;&lt;font size=+2 color=red&gt;15MORE DAYS TO PRELIMS!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Ughhh, so depressing everytime I think about it.&lt;br&gt;
Another starbucks bitching session is needed!:D&lt;br&gt;
&amp;why do I keep sneezing this morning?!?!?! RAWRRR.&lt;br&gt;
Omg how time flies, ITS 9 ALREADY.&lt;br&gt;
I'm going baby's house to stuh-dee!&lt;br&gt;
toodles:D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-3898229726913763539?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/3898229726913763539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=3898229726913763539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/3898229726913763539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/3898229726913763539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/08/15more-days-to-prelims-ughhh-so.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-2201954523564054350</id><published>2008-08-10T13:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T13:25:42.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn, everything is changing so fast.
Maybe I need a break.
I dunno.
Gtg think.
Thank god fr tmr.
Er, I need starbucks.
HAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-2201954523564054350?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/2201954523564054350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=2201954523564054350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/2201954523564054350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/2201954523564054350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/08/damn-everything-is-changing-so-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-1973662820969559569</id><published>2008-08-03T16:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T16:33:35.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=+2&gt;Omgosh, I'll be alone at home all th way till 10plus - with no food or any form of entertainment!!! SOBS:((( Its so sad. I shall go to a corner and emoemo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
AHAHA xD&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-1973662820969559569?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/1973662820969559569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=1973662820969559569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/1973662820969559569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/1973662820969559569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/08/omgosh-ill-be-alone-at-home-all-th-way.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-581833645104095111</id><published>2008-08-03T15:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T15:18:48.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maybe I should change to lj or something. But its like I seldom use computer liaos, because of my education and social life. So maybe I shouldn't? Hmmm.&lt;br&gt;
Okays whatever. I'm gna go watch Spiderwick Chronicles. Everybody's out and I'm left all alone at home! So sad. Well, its all because of you. HMPH:(
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☆thanks for yesterday love; 2moredays&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-581833645104095111?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/581833645104095111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=581833645104095111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/581833645104095111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/581833645104095111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/08/maybe-i-should-change-to-lj-or.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-1728302594016155439</id><published>2008-06-24T17:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T18:39:41.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saw Christabel in th bus just now. Doubt she'd recognise me anyways; haven't talked to her since forever; primary school best friends. Wanted to say hi but thought never mind another time. She doesn't look like she has changed much though, as compared to me and Carmay. :X&lt;br&gt;
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I haven't really kept in contact with many of my old friends. Aiyas. Anyway want meet up also need wait until we're done with O's. If any of you 6Charity'04-ians reading this, study hard y'all! Until then, JIAYOU!:D&lt;br&gt;
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Oh shit. Gtg. I haven't bathe and haven't reply ppl texts yet :X&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-1728302594016155439?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/1728302594016155439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=1728302594016155439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/1728302594016155439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/1728302594016155439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/06/saw-christabel-in-th-bus-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-4880459732010619786</id><published>2008-06-23T17:44:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T20:14:55.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omgawddd.&lt;br&gt;
I'm at like th parkway library now.&lt;br&gt;
Marieta is down on th floor beside th chair there.&lt;br&gt;
The 3guys are gone, hahaha so hilarious man.&lt;br&gt;
***&lt;br&gt;
They were beside the chairs next to us and they were like bitching and since the library was so darn quiet, everyne could practically hear what they were talking. Well, I overheard them! Not eavesdropped okay. :P Apparently they were talking about some stuff, which ended up really gross. And after awhile i sorta got bored of their conver so I concentrated on studying. Then it came to the part where the guy sitting in the middle clad in Ng Ann Secondary school uniform started to stand/croutch/whatever-you-call-it cos he sat there for quite long, I think? I looked up, distracted, and he gddam got into th * position and started moving his bod like he was f-ing some girl. His friend laughed and told him,'Eh stop la.' Errr wtf sia? Go figure.&lt;br&gt;
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Double omgawd, and just now I saw chrissy whilst walking at th overhead bridge screaming at his best friend. Yeah, like woah(hey that's a song!). :O It was so fast that I didn't even have time to react and say hi. :OOO PAISEHHH SIA. No wonder marieta was like ZURTZING me after she ask me hold her wallet so she could keep her geog book, I thought she'd gone nuts.&lt;br&gt;
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Triple omyygawd, hot guys alert on th 36bus- esp one of them with th spiked hair and purposely cut-d side mark on th left! :DDD I think I kept looking at him until he also keep looking back and many of his friends did too, cos he said some stuff in mly which I frigging obviously didn't understand. :((( Shit. I think I have a thing fr malay guys. HAHA, but he hot siah! I WNA KNO HIM!XD When we got down th bus, I was like asking marieta whether they from vitoria sec or st pats. She was like,'Obviously st pats la!' Then I was like, 'Oh ya horh. You won't find guys like them in VS.' :X&lt;br&gt;
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Hectic day, and I still have fucking SS to do. Stupid L***z. Rawr. That's all fr today y'all. Bye!:D Have starbucks to chill.:DDD&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-4880459732010619786?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/4880459732010619786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=4880459732010619786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/4880459732010619786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/4880459732010619786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/06/ugh-hurry-shes-kept-in-suspense-she.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-7756617931461817185</id><published>2008-06-22T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T20:04:58.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>UGH HURRY!&lt;br&gt;
she's kept in suspense&lt;br&gt;
&amp; she doesn't like this feeling :( :(( :(((&lt;br&gt;
wells, hope to see you on wed :D :X :| &lt;br&gt;
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&lt;font size=-100 color=yellow&gt;p.s. she got over him a long time ago.&lt;br&gt;
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p.s.s. I hate guys who think they're so big. Crap all that ego sheit high and mighty, cos she's just gna ignore you. Ignorance is bliss. And save my $ too. Cos TIME = MONEHHH ! AHAHA lolsxz~ :)))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-7756617931461817185?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/7756617931461817185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=7756617931461817185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/7756617931461817185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/7756617931461817185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/06/ugh-hurry-shes-kept-in-suspense-she_23.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-3827715018035123086</id><published>2008-06-21T14:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T15:11:44.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=+2 color=red&gt;MISSES LITTLE ERNEST:(&lt;br&gt;
COME BACK FROM YOUR BEACH QUICK!:(&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;font size=-100 color=gray&gt;You just make me laugh.&lt;br&gt;
&amp; that's what brightens up my 'day'.(you're nocturnal what, xD)&lt;br&gt;
: D D D&lt;br&gt;
But even if I feel that way now,&lt;br&gt;
it's too late.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;font size=+4 color=pink&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-3827715018035123086?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/3827715018035123086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=3827715018035123086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/3827715018035123086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/3827715018035123086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/06/misses-little-ernest-come-back-from.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-8914679185588055252</id><published>2008-06-20T15:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T16:38:51.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smeardblaudx.deviantart.com/art/immune-from-anything-89303767"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SVeSmG2GcyA/SFy1Et0iOcI/AAAAAAAAAAk/H-hINkekN4o/s320/25421c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214241561212238274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I think back and come to realise.&lt;br&gt;
Desolation.&lt;br&gt;
Don't take me for a fool.&lt;br&gt;
I'm nobody's doll.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-8914679185588055252?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/8914679185588055252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=8914679185588055252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/8914679185588055252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/8914679185588055252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-think-back-and-come-to-realise.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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://bp2.blogger.com/_SVeSmG2GcyA/SFy1Et0iOcI/AAAAAAAAAAk/H-hINkekN4o/s72-c/25421c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34735421.post-5310804705627909202</id><published>2008-06-17T17:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T17:38:12.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=-100 color=yellow&gt;oh btw&lt;br&gt;
th mly cashier guy&lt;br&gt;
at orchard&lt;br&gt;
STARBUCKS&lt;br&gt;
is so,&lt;br&gt;
cute:D&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Rawrrrr, : )&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-5310804705627909202?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/5310804705627909202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=5310804705627909202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/5310804705627909202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/5310804705627909202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-btw-th-mly-cashier-guy-at-orchard.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-2056581714563121222</id><published>2008-06-17T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T17:22:11.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=+4 color=red&gt;READ&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
FROM&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
TH&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
BOTTOM&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
PLX&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
SWEETS:D
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-2056581714563121222?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/2056581714563121222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=2056581714563121222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/2056581714563121222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/2056581714563121222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/06/read-from-th-bottom-plx-sweetsd.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-3815824234647543714</id><published>2008-06-17T16:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T17:21:58.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=+1 color=black&gt;Yep my finger is still pain luh.:/ I can feel it when I bend and flex it kay.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;font size=+2 color=red&gt;UGHHH STUPID-GODDAMN-CANNED-FRIGGING-FOOD, I SHOULDN'T HAVE EVEN TOUCHED YOU. );&lt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=+1 color=black&gt;All because of th stupid campbell can soup! I was trying to open it yesterday in the late afternoon cos hungry mah. Then somemore I yesterday not feeling well never eat much, got bad headache &amp; vomitted 2x and kept having the urge to vomit more, thats why never go to school for Pure Lit. HEH:D&lt;br&gt;
Then as you know me- so blur and careless- I dunno how to do these kind of stuffs. Somemore the can opener like rusty-ing le dying liaos. Then you should know what happened next.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;font size=+2 color=red&gt;Ouchhh, pain.:(&lt;br&gt;
Got blood okay:((&lt;br&gt;
I don't want it to leave a scar!!!:(((&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-3815824234647543714?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/3815824234647543714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=3815824234647543714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/3815824234647543714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/3815824234647543714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/06/yep-my-finger-is-still-pain-luh.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-2846531188290535180</id><published>2008-06-17T16:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T16:58:43.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=+2 color=purple&gt;OH YES!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font size=+1 color=pink&gt;&amp; on my way back home walking on that super lonnggggg walkalator at dhoby, there were these two guys clad in black skinnies and white collard tshirts walking so slowly infront of me. But one with black converses and his friend in high cut red converses.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;font size=+2 color=purple&gt;OH-MY-GOSH.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size=+1 color=pink&gt;This will definitely be D's definition of wl-kua-liao-buay-tahan-de-ghey-siah. The guy in wearing th reds was like walking/jumping/skipping altogether when he walked while talking to his friend. LOLS~!XD Really lah! He was bouncing until like he had fits(no offence)like that or had ants in his pants can. :X &lt;br&gt;
Both de hair also got so much gel/wax. Wah biang, isit everyday use one whole bottle and just slap all onto the hair?&lt;br&gt;
Gosh. I just now see already want to laugh. Lucky they never turn around. Or I would have burst out!;D &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;font size=+2 color=purple&gt;AHAHAHAA,&lt;br&gt;
please luh my dears; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-2846531188290535180?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/2846531188290535180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=2846531188290535180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/2846531188290535180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/2846531188290535180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-yes-on-my-way-back-home-walking-on.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-7837496651121659727</id><published>2008-06-17T16:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T16:34:36.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=+2 color=yellow&gt;LOLLLIES!:DDD&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;font size=+1 color=blue&gt;Trisha couldn't get smart cos she didn't persuade me enough to watch 'Get Smart' with her! XD And then her nick is like,'TRISH: a total disappointment' on msn now:D
HAHAHA:D :| :X&lt;br&gt;
But when we saw the poster at the bedok bus stop just now, when we were heading to get lunch at BK and after that pei cleo go cut her hair, it said '18 June 2008' so it didn't really made a difference whether I did go with her to town to watch it or not! :)))&lt;br&gt;
But anyways, she and Jas planning go fr movie marathon tmr after school, and she just invited me. :O&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;font size=+2 color=yellow&gt;I'll think about it~! NEHNEHHH:P&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-7837496651121659727?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/7837496651121659727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=7837496651121659727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/7837496651121659727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/7837496651121659727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/06/lollliesddd-trisha-couldnt-get-smart.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-8793496906805205691</id><published>2008-06-17T15:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T16:21:44.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=+2 color=limegreen&gt;ERMMM&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;font size=+1 color=orange&gt;I haven't been blogging since like eons? &gt;_&lt; Been stressed with school work la, and even this holiday can't even be considered as one! Ugh, so dying of boredom and from the heat. Its such a hot day and I just wna strip can, :X &amp; going online is like, staring at th computer?&lt;br&gt;
This is gna be one-frickin-damn-long-post manxz. Cos I've got so much to sayyyyy what!:D Aiya, wait for me to type out first luh can!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/font color&gt;&lt;font size=+2 color=limegreen&gt;HEEHAWWW._.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-8793496906805205691?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/8793496906805205691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=8793496906805205691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/8793496906805205691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/8793496906805205691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/06/ermmm-been-stressed-with-school-work-la.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-732530579820216873</id><published>2008-05-21T18:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T18:36:12.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=red&gt;
ugh&lt;br&gt;
like wtf la siol, knnbccb&lt;br&gt;
some bloody fucker steal my shorts&lt;br&gt;
as if you can fit into that super short one&lt;br&gt;
size 26, dream on la f&lt;br&gt;
f ge leng kias, you better watch out.&lt;br&gt;
bruise,slap,tear;Violence&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-732530579820216873?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/732530579820216873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=732530579820216873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/732530579820216873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/732530579820216873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/05/ugh-like-wtf-la-siol-knnbccb-some.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-1759690754252163620</id><published>2008-05-14T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T18:27:16.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=3&gt;
IN TH END NO POOL!:(&lt;br&gt;
WHYWHY?!&lt;br&gt;
I HAD BEEN LOOKING FORWARD OKS!&lt;br&gt;
SADDEDDDDDDD:(&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;font size=1&gt;
jio me out pls.&lt;br&gt;
i can die staying at hm.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-1759690754252163620?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/1759690754252163620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=1759690754252163620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/1759690754252163620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/1759690754252163620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-th-end-no-pool-whywhy-i-had-been.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-5513228974157373303</id><published>2008-05-10T10:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T10:44:30.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guys are bastards, seriously.&lt;br&gt;
&amp; i don't wna any of them!&lt;br&gt;
AHAHA:D&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
YAY MONDAY NO SCHOOL!&lt;br&gt;
GO PLAY POOL!&lt;br&gt;
but stupid da jie(NAT) dun allow me go X(&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-5513228974157373303?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/5513228974157373303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=5513228974157373303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/5513228974157373303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/5513228974157373303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/05/guys-are-bastards-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-8505052546590225351</id><published>2008-05-06T13:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T13:19:31.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so sad:(&lt;br&gt;
my necklace doesn't light up anymore!:(&lt;br&gt;
now i only see th spark:(&lt;br&gt;
no more pretty fire:(&lt;br&gt;
i must hurry go ask my uncle help me change th gas&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
and my dad thinks i smoke?&lt;br&gt;
gosh:O&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-8505052546590225351?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/8505052546590225351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=8505052546590225351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/8505052546590225351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/8505052546590225351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-sad-my-necklace-doesnt-light-up.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-3903439495861085296</id><published>2008-04-08T17:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T17:47:05.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wl&lt;br&gt;
my juniorS read my blog&lt;br&gt;
!@#^*@#!@$*@!* ???&lt;br&gt;
then don't read luh&lt;br&gt;
wahbiang ehs&lt;br&gt;
no freaking freedom of speech siol&lt;br&gt;
ughs&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-3903439495861085296?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/3903439495861085296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=3903439495861085296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/3903439495861085296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/3903439495861085296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/04/wl-my-juniors-read-my-blog-then-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-8164139505381208034</id><published>2008-04-07T23:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T18:01:02.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=maroon size=+3&gt;&lt;U&gt;TO &lt;strike&gt;DO&lt;/strike&gt; BUY LIST&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;font color=red&gt;buy th belated pressie(s)&lt;br&gt;
buy candy!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;font color=white&gt;&lt;strike&gt;buy you&lt;/strike&gt;(i wish)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font color=red&gt;&amp; all of this requires saving $$&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font color=yellow&gt;think of what to buy for you&lt;br&gt;
think of when to buy for you&lt;br&gt;
whink of where to buy for you&lt;br&gt;
think of how to give it to you&lt;br&gt;
think hard&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font color=green size=+3&gt;in th first place,&lt;br&gt;
should i even?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-8164139505381208034?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/8164139505381208034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=8164139505381208034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/8164139505381208034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/8164139505381208034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/04/to-do-buy-list-buy-th-belated-pressies.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-7424429162647714913</id><published>2008-03-30T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T14:46:10.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>didn't know shonen liked elmo too:D&lt;br&gt;
xoxo&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-7424429162647714913?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/7424429162647714913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=7424429162647714913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/7424429162647714913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/7424429162647714913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/03/didnt-know-shonen-liked-elmo-tood-xoxo.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-3580505583332319119</id><published>2008-03-25T22:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T15:41:04.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>practically no one approves of it.&lt;br&gt;
why?&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t93/smearblood/ibleedforyou018-1-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosschair;width: 200px;" src="http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t93/smearblood/ibleedforyou018-1-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-3580505583332319119?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/3580505583332319119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=3580505583332319119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/3580505583332319119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/3580505583332319119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/03/practically-no-one-approves-of-it.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-2022037675129870052</id><published>2008-03-24T17:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T18:10:50.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=red&gt;&lt;B&gt;and again&lt;br&gt;
fuck lah you&lt;br&gt;
you don't know how much i'm doing this&lt;br&gt;
and to think that its all&lt;br&gt;
because of you&lt;br&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/font color&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-2022037675129870052?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/2022037675129870052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=2022037675129870052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/2022037675129870052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/2022037675129870052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/03/fuck-lah-you-you-dont-know-how-much-im.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-8021976184958432705</id><published>2008-03-23T01:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T17:37:36.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>don't fucking treat me like a toy,&lt;br&gt;
im not yours.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
and btw you bitch over there,&lt;br&gt;
stfu will ya?&lt;br&gt;
stop swearing in every sentence like you think is shox coooolio &amp; y'all~&lt;br&gt;
cos its not.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-8021976184958432705?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/8021976184958432705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=8021976184958432705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/8021976184958432705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/8021976184958432705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/03/dont-fucking-treat-me-like-toy-im-not.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-489940562592014920</id><published>2008-03-18T18:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T18:20:06.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a natural tendancy to binge&lt;br&gt;
when things are not going th way its supposed to go&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
slowly noticing it&lt;br&gt;
since you're ever gone&lt;br&gt;
please don't ask&lt;br&gt;
me myself and i&lt;br&gt;
we all dunno why&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-489940562592014920?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/489940562592014920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=489940562592014920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/489940562592014920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/489940562592014920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/03/natural-tendancy-to-binge-when-things.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-2076442078899571296</id><published>2008-03-18T04:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T18:18:19.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my tears fall and i wonder why&lt;br&gt;
i think its cos i miss you&lt;br&gt;
miss you oh-so-terribly&lt;br&gt;
your day coming in 4weeks time&lt;br&gt;
i don't know how&lt;br&gt;
i don't know what&lt;br&gt;
but i think that's the reason why&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
fuck&lt;br&gt;
someone, please take you off my mind please&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-2076442078899571296?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/2076442078899571296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=2076442078899571296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/2076442078899571296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/2076442078899571296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-tears-fall-and-i-wonder-why-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-3037921456187599052</id><published>2008-03-15T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T21:25:45.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What I've done?&lt;br&gt;
I still miss him.&lt;br&gt;
Go away you people.&lt;br&gt;
I'm a glass child.&lt;br&gt;
One too fragile for anyone.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-3037921456187599052?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/3037921456187599052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=3037921456187599052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/3037921456187599052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/3037921456187599052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-ive-done-i-still-miss-him.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-8301768118492801743</id><published>2008-03-12T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T23:00:51.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>monsters,&lt;br&gt;
how should i&lt;br&gt;
feel?&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-8301768118492801743?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/8301768118492801743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=8301768118492801743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/8301768118492801743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/8301768118492801743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/03/monsters-how-should-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-8335994632110352753</id><published>2008-02-29T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T21:53:38.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't care what they say.&lt;br&gt;
It must have been me.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-8335994632110352753?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/8335994632110352753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=8335994632110352753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/8335994632110352753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/8335994632110352753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-dont-care-what-they-say.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-1567411118404537047</id><published>2008-02-28T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T22:42:30.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=+2 color=purple&gt;haix,&lt;br&gt;
aku rindu kamu?&lt;br&gt;
saya fikr.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;font color=black&gt;I know malay and you don't.&lt;br&gt;
nehnehnipoopoo~&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-1567411118404537047?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/1567411118404537047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=1567411118404537047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/1567411118404537047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/1567411118404537047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/02/haix-aku-rindu-kamu-saya-fikr.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-1220334331278423273</id><published>2008-02-27T19:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T19:20:05.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=+4 color=red&gt;Fighting; Yellowcard&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;font size=+1 color=red&gt;I said I'd moved on and I'll leave it alone&lt;br&gt;
But before I walk out there is something that I need you to know&lt;br&gt;
I got lost in a blink of an eye&lt;br&gt;
And I can never get back, no I've never got back&lt;br&gt;
You were not there when I wanted to say&lt;br&gt;
That you were everything that right and it wasn't you but me to change&lt;br&gt;
Now I got to go it alone&lt;br&gt;
But I'll never give up, no I'll never give up&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
What am I fighting for&lt;br&gt;
There must me something more&lt;br&gt;
For all these words I've said&lt;br&gt;
Do you feel anything&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I said I'm ok but I know how to lie&lt;br&gt;
You were all that i had&lt;br&gt;
You were delicate and hard to find&lt;br&gt;
I got lost in the back of my mind&lt;br&gt;
And I can never get back, no I've never got back&lt;br&gt;
You were not there when I needed to say&lt;br&gt;
I hit the bottom so fast that my head was spinning 'round for days&lt;br&gt;
Now I gotta go it alone&lt;br&gt;
But I will never give up, no I'll never give up&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Said that I'd fight for the one that I've found&lt;br&gt;
I'm gonna stay here while I wait for you to come around&lt;br&gt;
I fight you're apart of me now&lt;br&gt;
And I will never give up, no I'll never give up&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-1220334331278423273?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/1220334331278423273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=1220334331278423273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/1220334331278423273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/1220334331278423273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/02/yellowcard-fighting-i-said-id-moved-on.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-6683151773781837835</id><published>2008-02-22T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T19:09:35.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear God,&lt;br&gt;
I miss the times I spent with him. He was the one who brought me out of my dark corner and showed me how to love. I want him to live life happily now that he doesn't want me to have him. Please bless and watch over him. I'll never forget all the love he showered me with, the times we spent together and all those us and downs we had to come through together despite what has happened now. But most importantly, I will remember him and that he will foreverhold a special place in my heart.
&lt;br&gt;
Now I know why others say treasure what you have now. I should have agreed to you from before. I regret not doing so now but there's nothing I can do now.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-6683151773781837835?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/6683151773781837835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=6683151773781837835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/6683151773781837835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/6683151773781837835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/02/dear-god-i-miss-times-i-spent-with-him.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-9202272800295859123</id><published>2008-02-17T06:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T18:59:54.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want you badly. I want you back badly. How did things turn out this way? Things happen and I don't even have a clue, I don't even know why.I you think it's helping me by doing this stupid thing then you're wrong. Cos it's not.You won't put me away and not want to let me help you if you really love me. Please, I just want you back.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Please.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-9202272800295859123?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/9202272800295859123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=9202272800295859123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/9202272800295859123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/9202272800295859123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-want-you-badly.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-3391793063653419016</id><published>2008-01-30T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T18:24:27.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I look back,&lt;br&gt;
And I regret.&lt;br&gt;
Bummer.&lt;br&gt;
I hate this feeling.&lt;br&gt;
rawr ):&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-3391793063653419016?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/3391793063653419016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=3391793063653419016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/3391793063653419016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/3391793063653419016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-look-back-and-i-regret.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-8640949788151454197</id><published>2008-01-27T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T16:45:08.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=+3 color=pink&gt;ie wna eu all fr myself:D&lt;br&gt;
cn eu surrender eur s0ul?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font color=hotpink&gt;me0w babeh&lt;br&gt;
me-owwww&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-8640949788151454197?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/8640949788151454197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=8640949788151454197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/8640949788151454197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/8640949788151454197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/01/ie-wna-eu-all-fr-myselfd-cn-eu.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-3993017375565688407</id><published>2008-01-22T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T18:18:54.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I MISS IRWIN AND HIS EGOING&lt;br&gt;
I MISS DEE AND HIS CRAPPING&lt;br&gt;
I MISS IGGY AND HIS TWITXZING&lt;br&gt;
I MISS MARK AND HIS HORNYING&lt;br&gt;
I MISS GAB AND HIS EMOING&lt;br&gt;
I MISS YOU ALL
I MISS YOU
X(&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font color=white&gt;&amp; imy already&lt;br&gt;
haix takkaiires bennzhuu&lt;br&gt;
don't get into trouble again kays?(= &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-3993017375565688407?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/3993017375565688407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=3993017375565688407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/3993017375565688407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/3993017375565688407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-miss-dee-and-his-crapping-x-imy.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-7760832903679501100</id><published>2008-01-01T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T17:28:39.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=white&gt;So much pressure.&lt;br&gt;
I'm so stressed even before school starts.&lt;br&gt;
How am I gonna handle this year?&lt;br&gt;
God.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/font color=white&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-7760832903679501100?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/7760832903679501100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=7760832903679501100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/7760832903679501100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/7760832903679501100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2008/01/so-much-pressure.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-6767965745085651714</id><published>2007-12-28T07:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T09:28:49.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks for the gifts guys. belated pressies.&lt;br&gt;
Jasmine's one was the most shocking=.=&lt;br&gt;
and Tricia's one was the biggest and most &lt;I&gt;zor teng&lt;/I&gt; one Xp&lt;br&gt;
But nevertheless, thanks for all of them darhlinqs~ &lt;3&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
p.s. I'm just gonna get diabetics with all the candy!:D&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-6767965745085651714?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/6767965745085651714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=6767965745085651714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/6767965745085651714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/6767965745085651714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/12/thanks-for-gifts-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-2215843962859171465</id><published>2007-12-27T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T18:32:24.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pls don't.&lt;br&gt;
I'm not worthy for you-&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-2215843962859171465?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/2215843962859171465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=2215843962859171465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/2215843962859171465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/2215843962859171465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/12/pls-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-4116784896244724414</id><published>2007-12-25T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T09:34:24.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=+3 color=green&gt;:O&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font size=+3 color=red&gt;WOW.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;font size=+4 color=green&gt;:OOO&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-4116784896244724414?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/4116784896244724414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=4116784896244724414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/4116784896244724414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/4116784896244724414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/12/o-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-1105564693678692238</id><published>2007-12-24T09:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T10:00:57.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>take me for a toy&lt;br&gt;
bored then use me&lt;br&gt;
had enough then throw away&lt;br&gt;
why thanks&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font color=gray&gt;x2&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font color=red&gt;oh yes, take all the time in the world.&lt;br&gt;
you're not mine to keep like i'm not yours to keep anyways&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-1105564693678692238?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/1105564693678692238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=1105564693678692238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/1105564693678692238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/1105564693678692238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/12/take-me-for-toy-bored-then-use-me-had.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-7762074486730066073</id><published>2007-12-24T08:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T10:09:49.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thought you were real nice.&lt;br&gt;
Until I saw the other side.&lt;br&gt;
Well it seems I thought wrong.&lt;br&gt;
And now you want me to give you a break?&lt;br&gt;
I don't even know what you're thinking!&lt;br&gt;
Cos you don't bother to tell.&lt;br&gt;
Wth go fuck off for all I care.&lt;br&gt;
And if I did anything wrong,&lt;br&gt;
I'm sorry cos I'm some plain Jane&lt;br&gt;
and not that supergirl from another planet.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-7762074486730066073?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/7762074486730066073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=7762074486730066073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/7762074486730066073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/7762074486730066073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-thought-you-were-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-362885361838577813</id><published>2007-12-23T08:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T09:59:57.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>take me for a toy&lt;br&gt;
bored then use me&lt;br&gt;
had enough then throw away&lt;br&gt;
why thanks&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font color=gray&gt;x1&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-362885361838577813?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/362885361838577813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=362885361838577813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/362885361838577813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/362885361838577813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/12/take-me-for-toy-bored-then-use-me-had_23.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-2961861345391875764</id><published>2007-12-19T13:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T13:09:51.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And as you can see, I finally changed my blog layout.
&amp; cut my hair super short.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;font color=red&gt;Oh and thanks for all the fake lies and pretend smiles. They were real nice(:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-2961861345391875764?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/2961861345391875764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=2961861345391875764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/2961861345391875764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/2961861345391875764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/12/and-as-you-can-see-i-finally-changed-my.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-3137636601640664254</id><published>2007-12-17T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T08:33:51.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today sucks
tomorrow sucks
everyday fucking sucks&lt;br&gt;
wheeee~&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-3137636601640664254?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/3137636601640664254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=3137636601640664254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/3137636601640664254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/3137636601640664254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/12/today-sucks-tomorrow-sucks-everyday.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-240300805646394341</id><published>2007-12-16T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T13:11:19.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=white&gt;today is the worst day of the year :D&lt;br&gt;
thank you x/33 &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-240300805646394341?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/240300805646394341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=240300805646394341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/240300805646394341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/240300805646394341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/12/today-is-worst-day-of-year-d-thank-you.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-2267766755997283406</id><published>2007-11-11T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T13:10:03.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>changing blogskin real soon, so please be patient. :D&lt;br&gt;
oh and about yesterday's really late night out, another time then I post luhs. :DD&lt;br&gt;
takkaiires darliings`&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-2267766755997283406?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/2267766755997283406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=2267766755997283406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/2267766755997283406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/2267766755997283406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/11/changing-blogskin-real-soon-so-please.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-3928712041873575429</id><published>2007-11-07T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T11:23:20.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=lime&gt;ell0x people im back~ :D&lt;br&gt;
mia fr almost 4wks,&lt;br&gt;
you can now leave a comment on friendster&lt;br&gt;
or call me since you have my number!&lt;br&gt;
kaes tc all~ xD&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font color=yellow&gt;btw trish, thx for dhe 'CLEAN' bbq party on sunday lols; high and wild.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SVeSmG2GcyA/RzEtmron0lI/AAAAAAAAAAc/yDJ4e2K2b1Y/s1600-h/DSC01450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SVeSmG2GcyA/RzEtmron0lI/AAAAAAAAAAc/yDJ4e2K2b1Y/s320/DSC01450.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129931593123091026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
alina gort flushed and drunk laa jus by drinking barely 1/2 of dhe bacardi.&lt;br&gt;
lols bacardi wasn't that bad narhs. vodka nicer leh =x&lt;br&gt;
den cleo kept snatching mine! like wahlao ehh. zz diaoz x(&lt;br&gt;
lets see hw our party on dhe 16 goes eh?&lt;br&gt;
xDDD&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-3928712041873575429?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/3928712041873575429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=3928712041873575429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/3928712041873575429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/3928712041873575429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/11/ell0x-people-im-back-d-mia-fr-almost.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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://bp0.blogger.com/_SVeSmG2GcyA/RzEtmron0lI/AAAAAAAAAAc/yDJ4e2K2b1Y/s72-c/DSC01450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34735421.post-7783024580999056643</id><published>2007-10-25T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T11:11:19.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=black&gt;People change&lt;br&gt;
And they change real fast&lt;br&gt;
So grab onto them and don't let go&lt;br&gt;
Or you will regret for you didn't cared&lt;br&gt;
Well you'll never ever know&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-7783024580999056643?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/7783024580999056643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=7783024580999056643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/7783024580999056643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/7783024580999056643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/10/people-change-and-they-change-real-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-232437142566574138</id><published>2007-10-07T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T22:39:35.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT FACE="Webdings" SIZE="6" COLOR="FF0000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Y&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font color&gt;&lt;/P ALIGN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;font color=red&gt;My eyes burn from these tears&lt;br&gt;
You'd think I'd learn over these years&lt;br&gt;
Good things won't last forever&lt;br&gt;
So what the hell am I supposed to do&lt;br&gt;
You only wanted the things I couldn't give to you&lt;br&gt;
And you had it all anyway&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
So take back everything and leave me scrambling&lt;br&gt;
Reaching for something that wasn't there in the first place&lt;br&gt;
So take back everything and leave me scrambling&lt;br&gt;
Reaching for something that wasn't there in the first place&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Tell me I'm wrong when I say&lt;br&gt;
I can't expect you to spend forever with me&lt;br&gt;
I live for that single moment&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I take back everything I've said&lt;br&gt;
You wore those words on your lips&lt;br&gt;
As if they meant anything anyway&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Sometimes I feel I could drop off the face of the earth&lt;br&gt;
It seems I do more harm than good&lt;br&gt;
And I don't know if it's worth me losing sleep over this&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/font color&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-232437142566574138?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/232437142566574138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=232437142566574138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/232437142566574138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/232437142566574138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/10/y-if-you-keep-asking-me-ill-melt-away.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-7693147190251687373</id><published>2007-10-05T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T22:25:50.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=magenta&gt;YOU BITCH'YOUCOPYCAT;YOUPOSER*&lt;br&gt;
ughIcantevenwritethisdownsinceyoulikefuckingspyonme&lt;br&gt; everythingofmineyoualsowanttoseeandknow whilethecommentsofthemkeepcomingandall&lt;br&gt;
ihavemyownuniquestyleandIwantnobodytocopyit notevenyou&lt;br&gt;
thisincludesmyfriendsterlayoutmymsnnickmyhairmyfringeMYEVERYTHING&lt;br&gt;
'nowgogetyourownonemydear,minedoesSONOTfityou.'ijustsowannasaytoyou&lt;br&gt;
soyouhadbetterwatchwhatyouaregoingtosay ordo&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
nowfuckit&lt;br&gt;
cosihavehaditwithyou&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font color&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-7693147190251687373?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/7693147190251687373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=7693147190251687373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/7693147190251687373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/7693147190251687373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/10/you-bitchyoucopycatyouposer.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-4409053261177109123</id><published>2007-10-04T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T22:36:21.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=purple&gt;Fuck you la.&lt;br&gt;
Ask me to come up. Think I your dog arh?&lt;br&gt;
Even though you have so many girl friends and all, it still does not give me the urge to want to suck up to you two guys.&lt;br&gt;
It so does not ok. So if you are hoping that it will happen, dream on.&lt;br&gt;
I am not like those bitches who want to know big time playboys or have them as dar. bleahhs XpP&lt;br&gt;
PEACE OUT :)&lt;/font color&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-4409053261177109123?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/4409053261177109123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=4409053261177109123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/4409053261177109123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/4409053261177109123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/10/fuck-you-la.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-1549723219457271713</id><published>2007-09-25T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T22:38:09.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow. these few days damn suay sia.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font color=hotpink&gt;dao kia&lt;/font&gt; saw me yesterday. I think it was more like claimed ba.&lt;br&gt;
hmmms. kor, don't scared. next time I see you will only go box your face la.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font color=cyan&gt;iiE pr0mMiisSHh eUu w0rHhxX XpP&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
then today walking to Bedok KFC saw &lt;font color=hotpink&gt;playboy&lt;/font&gt;. duhh, with girl again la.&lt;br&gt;
stare at me till liddat, i know you got attitude but you no need to liddat de la.&lt;br&gt;
AIYO \:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
sat down to eat and I spotted someone familiar. quite familiar.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font color=hotpink&gt;st pat's something-stuck-down-my-there-that's-why-I-can't-seem-to-walk-properly guy.(:&lt;/font&gt; he was with his gay friend (gay in the happy kinda gay la..not) who kept looking lehh. TSK! &amp; I bet he go meet the who la. wells..you-know-who!&lt;br&gt;
hahax!:DD&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font color=cyan&gt;P.S real names were not used to allow discretion of the following people XpP&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-1549723219457271713?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/1549723219457271713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=1549723219457271713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/1549723219457271713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/1549723219457271713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/09/these-few-days-darn-suay-sia.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-1659099475840187835</id><published>2007-09-23T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T22:38:28.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=lime&gt;I want to tell it&lt;br&gt;
to someone&lt;br&gt;
but I can't.&lt;br&gt;
Nobody wanna hear me out.&lt;br&gt;
Nobody cares.&lt;br&gt;
And even if&lt;br&gt;
anybody do,&lt;br&gt;
it will help not;&lt;br&gt;
Useless.&lt;br&gt;
Considering that&lt;br&gt;
I myself start to&lt;br&gt;
already not care anymore,&lt;br&gt;
it won't bring change to anything anyways.&lt;br&gt;
Ugh&lt;br&gt;
I'm seriously trash.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font color&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font color=slategray&gt;AHHH SCREW PURE LIT LAHH \:&lt;/font&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-1659099475840187835?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/1659099475840187835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=1659099475840187835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/1659099475840187835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/1659099475840187835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-want-to-tell-it-to-someone-but-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-7494946188484558509</id><published>2007-09-20T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T22:43:28.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SVeSmG2GcyA/RvZ6JxqB_yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/K3miIJgCuLc/s1600-h/LOVE-0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SVeSmG2GcyA/RvZ6JxqB_yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/K3miIJgCuLc/s320/LOVE-0001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113408735292817186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SVeSmG2GcyA/RvZ6TxqB_zI/AAAAAAAAAAU/QJy4PUPjbYk/s1600-h/LOVE-0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SVeSmG2GcyA/RvZ6TxqB_zI/AAAAAAAAAAU/QJy4PUPjbYk/s320/LOVE-0002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113408907091509042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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Realised that Jas updated the pics she took of me blowin the surprise birthday cake on her blog. Well, I like finally realised that is. =) I didn't know I was that fat. Seriously. I need to go on a diet! Oh and I can also save $$ at the same time too. *calls for Sarah Leong* LOLX ;DD
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-7494946188484558509?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/7494946188484558509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=7494946188484558509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/7494946188484558509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/7494946188484558509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-didnt-know-i-was-that-fat.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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://bp0.blogger.com/_SVeSmG2GcyA/RvZ6JxqB_yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/K3miIJgCuLc/s72-c/LOVE-0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34735421.post-7252358362959361515</id><published>2007-09-13T08:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T12:58:52.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=+1 color=mistyrose&gt;WHIPPED CREAM GETS PEOPLE HIGHHH&lt;br&gt;
bwahahaa! :DD&lt;br&gt;
but it makes one go fat!&lt;br&gt;
bleahhxz :/&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;font size=+1 color=firebrick&gt;Oh and I managed to get home with my 大G in my hand today&lt;br&gt;
but with many stares that is =.=&lt;br&gt;
But nevertheless yes, I know I'm pro. XD&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-7252358362959361515?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/7252358362959361515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=7252358362959361515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/7252358362959361515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/7252358362959361515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/09/whipped-cream-gets-people-highhh.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-371067072654192302</id><published>2007-09-06T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T15:09:15.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pissed la. Ask us to keep chairs.&lt;br&gt;
Just cos you presumed that we were talking the most as compared to others, you asked us to keep all of the chairs for the whole orchestra.&lt;br&gt;
We still wanted to lian despite everyone packing theirs stuffs and all. We were waiting for you to talk finish so you can hurry up dismiss us and then we can lian ok. But then you seemed all busy talking to other people so we thought you didn't care about us and we just lian-d that part of &lt;Fen Yong&gt; together.&lt;br&gt;
We so did not hear you saying anything to us about stop playing and you just blamed us for not listening. What the fuck. Like out of the 4 of us no one heard you saying stop playing.&lt;br&gt;
Don't think I never notice can. Rain or shine you always come and pick on our section. Especially us. Never fail.&lt;br&gt;
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I got so fed up. I screamed after putting back the last stack of chairs, after Trisha help me paste on the plaster on the bleeding. It was already bleeding for godsakes.&lt;br&gt;
Already got scar from wearing my school shoes from before liao. Now got another to add on?&lt;br&gt;
Thank you very much! Thank you oh-so-very-much!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-371067072654192302?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/371067072654192302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=371067072654192302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/371067072654192302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/371067072654192302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/09/pissed-la.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-1468422140690882922</id><published>2007-09-04T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T18:48:39.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was fun!&lt;br&gt;
So sad we got tutorials and cca for the next three days.
Or we'd be going out again. Huhhhh ):
Gosh. I spent close to $50. Totally broke liao can.&lt;br&gt;
To think &lt;font color=red&gt;somebody&lt;/font&gt; had $350 to spend.&lt;br&gt;
Rich kid. Tsk. Damn jealous la! :/&lt;br&gt;
Well at least &lt;font color=red&gt;she&lt;/font&gt; is nice enough to lend me the &lt;font color=yellow&gt;Paper Walls&lt;/font&gt; album &lt;font color=red&gt;she&lt;/font&gt; just bought. *Smiles*&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font size=+2 color=yellow&gt;Paper Walls; Yellowcard's latest album.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-1468422140690882922?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/1468422140690882922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=1468422140690882922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/1468422140690882922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/1468422140690882922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/09/today-was-fun-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-1111179961639931303</id><published>2007-09-01T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T18:59:51.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=+1 color=red&gt;Failure of life,&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;font size=+1 color=blue&gt;by a mere 3 marks.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;font size=+1 color=yellow&gt;Look at where everyone is when I need somebody now.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;font size=+1 color=green&gt;Oh god. I just can't wait till tomorrow when I can get out of the house.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-1111179961639931303?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/1111179961639931303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=1111179961639931303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/1111179961639931303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/1111179961639931303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/09/failue-of-life-by-mere-3-marks.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-1359677856636743301</id><published>2007-09-01T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T19:18:00.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=+1 color=red&gt;&amp; you &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=+1 color=blue&gt;got me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=+1 color=yellow&gt; addicted to&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=+1 color=green&gt; this song&lt;/font&gt;/
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Once more I say goodbye, to you.&lt;br&gt;
Things happen but we don't really know why.&lt;br&gt;
If it's supposed to be like this, why do most of us ignore the chance to miss?&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Torn apart at the seams and my dreams turn to tears, I'm not feeling this situation.&lt;br&gt;
Run away try to find a safe place you can hide.&lt;br&gt;
It's the best place to be when you're feeling like..&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Me...(me!) Yeah...(yeah!)&lt;br&gt;
All these things I hate revolve around&lt;br&gt;
Me...(me!) Yeah...(yeah!)&lt;br&gt;
Just back off before I snap&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Once more you tell those lies, to me.&lt;br&gt;
Why can't you just be straight up with honesty?&lt;br&gt;
When you say those things in my ear, why do you always tell me what you wanna hear?&lt;br&gt;
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Wear your heart on your sleeve, make things hard to believe, I'm not feeling this situation.&lt;br&gt;
Run away try to find a safe place you can hide.&lt;br&gt;
It's the best place to be when you're feeling like..&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Me...(me!) Yeah...(yeah!)&lt;br&gt;
All these things I hate revolve around&lt;br&gt;
Me...(me!) Yeah...(yeah!)&lt;br&gt;
Just back off before I snap and you'll see...(see!) Me...(me!)&lt;br&gt;
All these things I hate revolve around&lt;br&gt;
Me...(me!) Yeah...(yeah)
Just back off before I snap...&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font size=+1 color=red&gt;My&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size=+1 color=blue&gt;drug&lt;/font&gt;; &lt;font size=+1 color=yellow&gt;My&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=+1 color=green&gt; addiction&lt;/font&gt;.
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Come on la. Your own section you don't want to help, you go help other sections instead. What's your problem sia.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font color=red&gt;I so do not understand you people at all can. You fucking got what you wanted. Happy now?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Three of us are so not even respected by you bunch. Have some respect would you? Even though your pos is higher then mine by abit, don't forget that we are still your seniors.&lt;br&gt;
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Oh yes, you always make me fed up. Don't you know the basic rules when we pratice? You always do otherwise and it does not happen only once. It's happening many times now.&lt;br&gt;
You should know my attitude when I get pissed. If I'm in the wrong, I'll apologise. But if you are in the wrong, you should apologise to me. Don't go acting like nothing ever happened and complain to others about my fucked up attitude of not cooperating with you and all.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;font color=red&gt;Ohh so fuccckkkkkeed uppp.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Lucky there's still &lt;font color=purple&gt;Jiawen&lt;/font&gt; and &lt;font color=green&gt;Simone&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
Thanks &lt;font color=purple&gt;you &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=green&gt;two&lt;/font&gt; for being there for me. (=
&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-7408154590973928913?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/7408154590973928913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=7408154590973928913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/7408154590973928913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/7408154590973928913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/08/you-go-crying-to-people-after-we-left.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-5262774171580478966</id><published>2007-08-28T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T18:59:06.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=+2 color=red&gt;FUNERAL FOR A FRIEND&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/font&gt;&lt;align=right&gt;&lt;font size=+2 color=purple&gt;8 september/&lt;br&gt;&lt;/align&gt;
&lt;/font&gt;I wanna go for the concert!!!&lt;br&gt;
If you going must tell me hor :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-5262774171580478966?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/5262774171580478966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=5262774171580478966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/5262774171580478966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/5262774171580478966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/08/funeral-for-friend-i-wanna-go-for.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-7343265869265026950</id><published>2007-08-27T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T18:44:17.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=slategray&gt;
But I don't want you to wait for me.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;I&gt;Please.&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Just don't.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-7343265869265026950?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/7343265869265026950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=7343265869265026950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/7343265869265026950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/7343265869265026950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/08/but-i-dont-want-you-to-wait-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-5695717383808780194</id><published>2007-08-07T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T19:27:21.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bye-bye old hair.&lt;br&gt;
I cut my hair today.&lt;br&gt;
No! Its not 'again' although I just cut my hair not long ago.&lt;br&gt;
Don't really like it that much though.&lt;br&gt;
But you say, 'Its nice and OMG, your fringe is damn cute.'&lt;br&gt;
Hmmm, I dunno.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;I&gt;&lt;font color=slategray&gt;I'll just have to wait.&lt;br&gt;
):&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/I&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-5695717383808780194?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/5695717383808780194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=5695717383808780194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/5695717383808780194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/5695717383808780194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-cut-my-hair-today.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-5537785932009087002</id><published>2007-08-05T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T22:16:58.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't wanna admit it but, today was &lt;font color=red&gt;fun&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
Too many details. So late liao, lazy to type the long story/s out.&lt;br&gt;
Either I will type it out another time or you can ask me for specific details.&lt;br&gt;
GOODNITEZ :DD&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;I&gt;&lt;font color=slategray&gt;Never be rude to your seniors or there will be dire consequences. (=&lt;/font color&gt;&lt;/I&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-5537785932009087002?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/5537785932009087002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=5537785932009087002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/5537785932009087002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/5537785932009087002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-dont-wanna-admit-but-today-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-8056596648412522805</id><published>2007-08-02T22:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T22:53:09.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahh. Back to homework. English summary due tmr, graded.&lt;br&gt;
Haiz. Sianx. Can don't do or not huh.&lt;br&gt;
Ugh. Obviously not right.&lt;br&gt;
I'm asking a fairly stupid question.&lt;br&gt;
Everything is like graded.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Also damn pissed can. I'm not steading him lahh.&lt;br&gt;
Wahlao. People anyhow say this, anyhow say that. Stupid rumours.&lt;br&gt;
Ugh. I pratically screamed okays.&lt;br&gt;
Even random people from other school know now. Fuck sia.&lt;br&gt;
Eh. Those who want to get closer to him, no need to suck up to me can?&lt;br&gt;
When I reach the point where I cannot take it anymore, I will so shout and tell you off oks.(=&lt;br&gt;
Better watch out.&lt;br&gt;
So xia liu, you should know who you are.&lt;br&gt;
&amp; I so hope you will read this. *fake smiles at you*&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-8056596648412522805?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/8056596648412522805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=8056596648412522805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/8056596648412522805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/8056596648412522805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/08/damn-pissed-can.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-8314134381094570633</id><published>2007-07-30T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T22:34:21.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG I SUDDENLY SO HAPPY.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
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AND I WON'T TELL YOU WHY.&lt;br&gt;
:D  HAHAX YAYYYYYYYYYYYYY&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-8314134381094570633?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/8314134381094570633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=8314134381094570633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/8314134381094570633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/8314134381094570633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/07/omg-i-suddenly-so-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-7619823368176114873</id><published>2007-07-27T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T16:38:06.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I only know three of you yet&lt;strike&gt; three &lt;/strike&gt;four of you all were waiting opposite school for me. I thought you said that if I was busy then nevermind another day.&lt;br&gt;
Bo liao kia(s). I know the main motive is that you all want to see girls lahh.&lt;br&gt;
So obvious; You don't want to tell me I also know liao anyways.&lt;br&gt;
Stupid ahbeng posers, blehhx!&lt;/br&gt;
&lt;I&gt;&lt;font color=slategray&gt;I thought you were different from the two of them. Well, today you had proved me wrong. I should have known.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/I&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-7619823368176114873?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/7619823368176114873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=7619823368176114873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/7619823368176114873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/7619823368176114873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-only-know-three-of-you-yet-three-four.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-900667164758669285</id><published>2007-07-25T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T18:48:04.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strike&gt; Wierd &lt;/strike&gt;Weird day.&lt;br&gt;
Random ppl just suddenly chat with me on msn. While others say want to meet up with me on Friday.
Erm. Since so many people are asking me, I should reconsider about Friday then right? ._.
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&lt;font color=slategray&gt;&lt;I&gt;The first time in my life and now it's so great.&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-900667164758669285?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/900667164758669285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=900667164758669285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/900667164758669285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/900667164758669285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/07/wierd-weird-day.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-3955808079756229109</id><published>2007-07-24T21:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T22:04:58.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You all say &lt;font color=red&gt;look at the brighter side of life&lt;/font&gt;, like as though its so easy. And you think its just to turn your head that was once staring round from the darker side to face the brighter and cheery world at the other?&lt;br&gt;
Oh. Fine. Wadever you think then.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;I&gt;&lt;font color=slategray&gt;Cheer up EmoKid. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-3955808079756229109?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/3955808079756229109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=3955808079756229109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/3955808079756229109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/3955808079756229109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/07/you-all-say-look-at-brighter-side-of.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-1132933687083409646</id><published>2007-07-23T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T21:52:38.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's cca lesson was fun. Uh like, for once?&lt;br&gt;
SL didn't come. Despite me being there with them, everyone slacked. Sort of. Aiyah. Nevermind in anyways. Rare occasions you see us slacking. =))&lt;br&gt;
Ohh. And did I mention that I can play suona &lt;Long Teng&gt; the first part?&lt;br&gt;
YAYY!! I'm good; figured it out all by myself! HAHAx WOOTS!! ;DD&lt;br&gt;
I'M A GENIUS =PP&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Wah. Everyone's like falling sick these few days.&lt;br&gt;
Haiz. Take care lah people!&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;I&gt;&lt;font color=slategray&gt;I'm so gonna get back at Esther for wetting my blouse. Hahax((:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-1132933687083409646?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/1132933687083409646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=1132933687083409646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/1132933687083409646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/1132933687083409646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/07/todays-cca-lesson-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-7249344305668103781</id><published>2007-07-18T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T15:20:39.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=slategrey&gt;Ohmygod you ass!&lt;br&gt;
You just &lt;B&gt;HAD&lt;/B&gt; to remind me of my bubblegum addiction.&lt;br&gt;
Ugh. Stupid.&lt;br&gt;
Mr Eugene owes me bubblegum.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;I&gt;&lt;font color=slategray&gt;rahhs! :DD &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-7249344305668103781?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/7249344305668103781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=7249344305668103781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/7249344305668103781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/7249344305668103781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/07/ohmygod-you-ass-you-just-had-to-remind.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-7087857565784714365</id><published>2007-07-16T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T21:48:29.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=black&gt;It was the big day and gosh, I finally got over it.&lt;br&gt;
Well look at the bright side, now I have one lesser thing taken off my chest.&lt;br&gt;
If I will ever look at the bright side that is.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
We went to support Teri after that.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font color=blue&gt;TERRI YEO IS 4EVER OUR SUPERSTAR! X)) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Well, I agreed to meet up with you and realised I shouldn't have.&lt;br&gt;
You were late again. As always.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font color=red&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;I&gt;Other people cannot late you can late.&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
What kind of a stupid fucking reason is this.&lt;br&gt;
I even had time to slowly shop around CityHall and slack here and there.&lt;br&gt;
Damn la.&lt;br&gt;
Then later tell me say what, OMG we haven even do the banner&lt;br&gt;
and like who was the one who came up with the idea of writing MARRY ME on the vanguard and later not even using it at all on LIVE?! I just so don't know what to say.&lt;br&gt;
Don't forget that you still owe me cab fare sia; And that it only wasted my $$ nia.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;I&gt;&lt;font color=slategray&gt;Damn it. I'm fucking broke now.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-7087857565784714365?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/7087857565784714365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=7087857565784714365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/7087857565784714365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/7087857565784714365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/07/yesterday-was-big-day-and-gosh-i.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-9120985024917248122</id><published>2007-07-11T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T15:29:30.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=red&gt;You scolded last night &lt;B&gt;again&lt;/B&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
I had to keep my mouth shut at all costs, whether or not what you said made any sense at all or just wrongly accusing me. If I don't, you will go on for another 15mins or more, raking up the past wrong stuffs I did.&lt;br&gt;
With tears welled up in those eyes &amp; forced to hold on, can't you let me have a say just for once? And I'm glad you realised that I'm starting to not care about my school work anymore.&lt;br&gt;
Its about time you finally realised.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
This morning was another yesterday.&lt;br&gt;
My phone slided into a &lt;I&gt;fucking&lt;/I&gt; bucket, &lt;I&gt;fucking&lt;/I&gt; full of water.&lt;br&gt;
Scolded me again for making so much of trouble, you think I wanted my phone to drop in, is it? Now I can't even msg properly, let alone during in class.&lt;br&gt;
I bet you are rejoicing aren't you.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Tomorrow is thursday and it spells CCA. Fuck CCA. I hate cca evr since SYF ended and the seniors left. Why I stay is cos of you guys and the CCA points. I know if I go liao the section would gain no loss. Cos with or without me makes no difference. But I don't want to leave Sims and JW by their own. You just don't know whats gonna happen with more juniors than seniors.&lt;br&gt;
That's whats keeping me here.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;
&lt;I&gt;&lt;font color=slategray&gt;None of anybody understands. I really don't know what I want in life anymore. I dont care anymore.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/I&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-9120985024917248122?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/9120985024917248122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=9120985024917248122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/9120985024917248122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/9120985024917248122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/07/you-scolded-last-night-again.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-3022516529397826147</id><published>2007-07-10T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T15:36:07.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;The start of the day was already fuckd up la wth. I forgot to bring my ezlink card out of the house. &lt;font color=yellow&gt;=.=&lt;/font&gt; Bt it was sorta good in a way. Cos since I live far from school, it meant that I had to take cab to school and back home. Furthermore, I did not need to fork out &lt;B&gt;a single cent&lt;/B&gt;. LOLx&lt;font color=yellow&gt; &gt;_&lt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Ahh. Learn from the pros they always say. Frisbee is totally dangerous. Always be aware of 'flying coloured plates' that are flying around you. You might just get hit by one of them. Seriously.&lt;br&gt;
Well. Two &lt;B&gt;clever&lt;/B&gt; goons apparently were frisbee-ing with each other and the frisbee flew into my direction, just missing my ****s.&lt;br&gt;
Like wth sia.&lt;font color=yellow&gt; Z_Z &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
HECK TATE. MR TATE. MR HECK TATE.&lt;br&gt;
who is he you might ask. well..MR HECK TATE IS THE POLICE GUY.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font color=red&gt;POLICE GUY = SHERRIF&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Like duh you wouldn't get it. It's an inside joke wad.&lt;font color=yellow&gt; XD &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;I&gt;&lt;font color=slategray&gt;Yes Trisha, I finally wrote a new post. And yes Melissa, I finally linked you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=yellow&gt; =X &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-3022516529397826147?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/3022516529397826147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=3022516529397826147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/3022516529397826147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/3022516529397826147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/07/learn-from-pros-they-always-say.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-6627270050239621298</id><published>2007-06-22T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T14:23:27.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Piano</title><content type='html'>Since another week has gone by, today's another one of &lt;B&gt;that&lt;/B&gt; day. &lt;I&gt;haiz sianz.&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I want to call it quits already. I'm already not liking it the same way as before. So give me a reason why I should continue. Why do you want to force me?&lt;br&gt;
It ain't going to make me like it all over again.&lt;br&gt;
Its making me dislike it even more; hate is coming along.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font color=slategray&gt;&lt;I&gt;16July is "The Big Day" and I want to get it over and done with. &lt;B&gt;Quick&lt;/B&gt;.&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/font color&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-6627270050239621298?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/6627270050239621298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=6627270050239621298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/6627270050239621298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/6627270050239621298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/06/piano.html' title='Piano'/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-6591735313373930305</id><published>2007-06-21T10:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T10:48:58.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FUCK YOU. ANYOLDHOW GO READ MY MSGS.&lt;br&gt;
WTH! DEN YSTD ALL THOSE MSGS THT I SENT TO IRWIN AND CLEO EU ALL READ LAHH. KAO EH! FUCK LAH SIA. DAMN PISSED.&lt;br&gt;
WHY THE HELL DID I DOZE OFF WHILE SMSing AND FORGET TO OFF MY PHONE. DAMN IT, NW EU KNW I FACE PROBLEMS THEN HW THE HELL AM I GOING TO EXPLAIN IT.&lt;br&gt;
UGH. I ALREADY NO MOOD TDAY SOMEBODY PANGSEHin ME. AND NW EU HAD TO DO THIS.&lt;br&gt;
WTF EU; GTH!&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font color=slategray&gt;&lt;I&gt;Who the hell did I offend; What did I do to get this?&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/font color&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-6591735313373930305?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/6591735313373930305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=6591735313373930305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/6591735313373930305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/6591735313373930305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/06/fuck-you.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-5075075198006496303</id><published>2007-06-20T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T10:20:13.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SEVEN &lt;3</title><content type='html'>boo! im finally bck to blogging after a long 3months; just changed the layouts and skin of e blog &amp; am like damn proud of myself lah wth.(:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
bugis ystd was fun fun!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;B&gt;arcading;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br&gt;
me and jas &lt;I&gt;boo-ed&lt;/I&gt; this couple who were sitting in the vehicle thingy playing this shooting game. HAH! both the guy and the girl seriously got freaked out and the girl jumped up whn we banged the window at the back of the vehicle. hahax! &lt;B&gt;call me out and we shld go &lt;I&gt;boo&lt;/I&gt; more ppl at the arcade nxt time.&lt;/B&gt; :D&lt;br&gt;
oh and did i mention tht &lt;B&gt;CLEO LOST TO ME&lt;/B&gt; in the car racing game tht she wanted to play wib me &lt;B&gt;so badly&lt;/B&gt;? hahax!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;B&gt;cleo VS jas;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br&gt;
furtado!! still rmb this? i wanted to disturb cleo durin the car racing game and eu provided some help too..&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font color=red&gt;ahlum presses the red button.&lt;br&gt;
ahlum: "My fav color is red. What's yours huh?"&lt;br&gt;
furtado: "Mine's blue, press blue please."&lt;br&gt;
ahlum presses the blue button.&lt;br&gt;
furtado: "Hey wait, I think that's green."&lt;br&gt;
ahlum presses the 'real' blue button.&lt;br&gt;
ahlum: "No, I think that's green."&lt;br&gt;
ahlum presses the real blue button now.&lt;br&gt;
:DDDD&lt;/font color&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;B&gt;piercing;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br&gt;
thn aft tht we went to look fr the shop at bugis street for our last chance to pierce our ears bfor schl reopens and all. i went bck to tht shop whr i pierced my 4th on the right. the lady was niceee wad.(:&lt;br&gt;
thn aft we pierce at tht shop, since cleo wanted to go pierce the tragus(the little flap thin at ur ear tht ppl call..wth i know, lolx!) thn we went to look for another shop since tht shop dint hve the stuffs for it. guess wad? in the end i was tempted by it and went to pierce wif her after all. and tht shop we went to pierce at had an black/red namecard; EMO! guess if i took it or nt..hahax.&lt;br&gt;
yayyx..i finally reached my first; seven&lt;B&gt;7&lt;/B&gt;(:&lt;br&gt;
and even though hearing mp3 &lt;I&gt;currently&lt;/I&gt; can only be one-sided, but its worth it after all.(:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font color=slategray&gt;&lt;I&gt;It doesn't mean that you are a pai kia or ahlian/ahbeng if you have multiple piercings on your ear/lip/tongue piercings. It goes the same for otherwise.&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/font color&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-5075075198006496303?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/5075075198006496303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=5075075198006496303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/5075075198006496303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/5075075198006496303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/06/seven-3.html' title='SEVEN &lt;3'/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-7414089440378888114</id><published>2007-03-23T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T16:36:21.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hello,&lt;br&gt;
not bothering to blog that frequently nowadays.&lt;br&gt;
considering them:&lt;br&gt;
1 school&lt;br&gt;
2 homework&lt;br&gt;
3 ccas&lt;br&gt;
4 SYF rehearsals&lt;br&gt;
5 stress&lt;br&gt;
6 arguments&lt;br&gt;
7 conflict&lt;br&gt;
8 conflict&lt;br&gt;
9 conflict&lt;br&gt;
10 all of you ingnoring me&lt;br&gt;
11 esp you ignoring me&lt;br&gt;
12 you&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font color=slategray&gt;&lt;I&gt;Life sucks. Everything sucks. I hate myself.&lt;br&gt;
but who cares? do you?&lt;br&gt;
&lt;B&gt;hello world, buhbye me.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/font color&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-7414089440378888114?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/7414089440378888114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=7414089440378888114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/7414089440378888114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/7414089440378888114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello-not-bothering-to-blog-that.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-117144827397146359</id><published>2007-02-14T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T16:43:01.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=/ Your Typical Pai Kia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;A stupid test stupid me stupidly took. =.=&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
You're supposed to get below 30 points in total to be considered a GUAI KIA&lt;br&gt;
and if its over..&lt;br&gt;
you are a DEVIL (PAI KIA) - in nicer words.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1)smoked b4 [ ]
&lt;br&gt;2)drink alcohol b4 [x]
&lt;br&gt;3)slept with someone of the opposite sex [x]
&lt;br&gt;4)slept with someone of the same sex [x]
&lt;br&gt;5)gotten into any fights [x]
&lt;br&gt;6)kissed someone of the opposite sex b4 [x]
&lt;br&gt;7)kissed someone of the same sex b4 [x]
&lt;br&gt;8)had someone in your room of the opposite sex[x]
&lt;br&gt;9)scold vulgarities [x]
&lt;br&gt;10)bought porn [ ]
&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=slategray&gt;&lt;I&gt;TOTAL: 8&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/font color&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;11)take drugs b4 [ ]
&lt;br&gt;12)hate going to the doctors [ ]
&lt;br&gt;13)lied to your parents [x]
&lt;br&gt;14)lied to a friend [x]
&lt;br&gt;15)sneak out of the house [x]
&lt;br&gt;16)done something illegal [x]
&lt;br&gt;17)cut yourself [x]
&lt;br&gt;18)hurt someone [x]
&lt;br&gt;19)wished someone to die [x]
&lt;br&gt;20)seen someone die [ ]
&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=slategray&gt;&lt;I&gt;TOTAL: 7&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/font color&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;21) missed curfew [x]
&lt;br&gt;22) stayed out all night [x]
&lt;br&gt;23) eaten a carton of ice cream by yourself [x]
&lt;br&gt;24) been to a therapist [ ]
&lt;br&gt;25) been to rehab [ ]
&lt;br&gt;26) dyed your hair [ ]
&lt;br&gt;27) received a ticket [ ]
&lt;br&gt;28) been in a wreck [x]
&lt;br&gt;29) been to a club [ ]
&lt;br&gt;30) been to a bar [ ]
&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=slategray&gt;&lt;I&gt;TOTAL: 4&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/font color&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;31) been to a wild party [ ]
&lt;br&gt;32) seen the Mardi Gras [ ]
&lt;br&gt;33) had a fight [x]
&lt;br&gt;34) had a spring break in Florida [ ]
&lt;br&gt;35) sniffed anything [x]
&lt;br&gt;36) wore black nail polish before [x]
&lt;br&gt;37) worn wrist bands [x]
&lt;br&gt;38) wore t-shirts with band names [ ]
&lt;br&gt;39) wore black eyeliner [x]
&lt;br&gt;40) own a 50 cent CD [ ]
&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=slategray&gt;&lt;I&gt;TOTAL: 5&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/font color&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;41) hugged someone of the opposite sex [x]
&lt;br&gt;42) hugged someone of the same sex [x]
&lt;br&gt;43) gone out with someone of the opposite sex [x]
&lt;br&gt;44) gone out with someone of the same sex [x]
&lt;br&gt;45) stole something [x]
&lt;br&gt;46) been too drunk to remember anything [ ]
&lt;br&gt;47) blacked out [ ]
&lt;br&gt;48) fainted [x]
&lt;br&gt;49) had a crush on your neighbour [x]
&lt;br&gt;50) had someone else snuck into your room [x]
&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=slategray&gt;&lt;I&gt;TOTAL: 8&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/font color&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;51) snuck into someone else's room [x]
&lt;br&gt;52) had a crush on someone of the same sex [x]
&lt;br&gt;53) had gone and watched movies with friends [x]
&lt;br&gt;54) dry humped someone [ ]
&lt;br&gt;55) been called a sl*t [ ]
&lt;br&gt;56) called someone a sl*t[x]
&lt;br&gt;57) installed speakers in your car [ ]
&lt;br&gt;58) broke a mirror [x]
&lt;br&gt;59) showered at someone of the opposites sex's house [x]
&lt;br&gt;60) brushed your teeth with someone else's toothbrush [x]
&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=slategray&gt;&lt;I&gt;TOTAL: 7&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/font color&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;61) consider Mac,Dr Dre, e40 or Mistah Fab your favorite rapper [ ]
&lt;br&gt;62) seen an R rated movie [ ]
&lt;br&gt;63) going out with friends to the mall [x]
&lt;br&gt;64) skipped school [x]
&lt;br&gt;65) had an eating disorder [x]
&lt;br&gt;66) had hurt yourself b4 [x]
&lt;br&gt;67) gone to court [ ]
&lt;br&gt;68) walked out of a restaurant without paying [x]
&lt;br&gt;69) caught something on fire [x]
&lt;br&gt;70) lied about your age [x]
&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=slategray&gt;&lt;I&gt;TOTAL: 7&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/font color&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;71) owned an apartment [ ]
&lt;br&gt;72) cheated on your boyfriend/girlfriend [ ]
&lt;br&gt;73) cheated with someone [x]
&lt;br&gt;74) got in trouble with the police [x]
&lt;br&gt;75) talked to a stranger [x]
&lt;br&gt;76) hugged a stranger [ ]
&lt;br&gt;77) kissed a stranger [ ]
&lt;br&gt;78) rode in the car with a stranger [ ]
&lt;br&gt;79) been sexually harassed [ ]
&lt;br&gt;80) been verbally harassed [x]
&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=slategray&gt;&lt;I&gt;TOTAL: 4&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/font color&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;81) met face to face with someone you met online [x]
&lt;br&gt;82) stayed online for 12 hours straight [x]
&lt;br&gt;83) talked on the phone for more than 6 hours[x]
&lt;br&gt;84) watched TV for 12 hours straight [x]
&lt;br&gt;85) been to a fair [x]
&lt;br&gt;86) been called a bad influence [x]
&lt;br&gt;87) been cursed [x]
&lt;br&gt;88) prank called someone [x]
&lt;br&gt;89) laid in the bed with someone of the opposite sex [x]
&lt;br&gt;90) cheated on a test [x]
&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=slategray&gt;&lt;I&gt;TOTAL: 10&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/font color&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;91) cheated on homework [x]
&lt;br&gt;92) held hands with someone of the same sex [x]
&lt;br&gt;93) wants to be dead [x]
&lt;br&gt;94) cuts yourself b4 [x]
&lt;br&gt;95) hate yourself [x]
&lt;br&gt;96) had a crush on someone 10 years older than you [ ]
&lt;br&gt;97) had a crush on someone younger than you [x]
&lt;br&gt;98) worn eyeliner [x]
&lt;br&gt;99) worn contact lens [ ]
&lt;br&gt;100) laughed at someone who was seriously hurt [x]
&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=slategray&gt;&lt;I&gt;TOTAL: 8&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/font color&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;font color=slategray&gt;&lt;I&gt;GRAND TOTAL: 68&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/font color&gt;&lt;/I&gt;
&lt;br&gt;wth?! i dont think it makes any sense at all lahhx..hahax idiot :D&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-117144827397146359?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/117144827397146359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=117144827397146359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/117144827397146359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/117144827397146359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/02/your-typical-pai-kia.html' title='=/ Your Typical Pai Kia.'/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-116781951627594372</id><published>2007-01-03T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T10:30:52.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;wahkao!&lt;br&gt;
so bhb lar.&lt;br&gt;
you think u some big shot arh?&lt;br&gt;
since u have someone to accompany,&lt;br&gt;
then just ditch me and go off lar.&lt;br&gt;
i sms you and you never reply,&lt;br&gt;
some more its like i sms-ed bfor hand.&lt;br&gt;
me and her still called you so many times; 15mins after school end,&lt;br&gt;
and you still can sms me 1hour later asking if i called.&lt;br&gt;
asking why you dint wait and why not telling me that you went off first instead of making us go round the whole school looking for&lt;strike&gt; you&lt;/strike&gt; you two,&lt;br&gt;
you dint even explain or apologised,&lt;br&gt;
let alone reply my sms.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
you tell me now if im in the wrong.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-116781951627594372?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/116781951627594372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=116781951627594372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/116781951627594372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/116781951627594372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2007/01/wahkao-so-bhb-lar.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-116624314372449986</id><published>2006-12-16T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T16:35:07.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHE WISHES</title><content type='html'>IM FINALLY FOURTEEN TODAY!&lt;br&gt;
HURRAY.&lt;br&gt;
Okay. I dont sound all that excited.&lt;br&gt;
But I mean like today is a day that happens every year of my life.&lt;br&gt;
SO WADS THE BIGGIE ANYWAYS?&lt;br&gt;
i hope he can wish me happy birthday.
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BUT ANYWAYS,&lt;br&gt;
DONT FORGET TO GIV ME MY PRESENT.(:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-116624314372449986?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/116624314372449986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=116624314372449986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/116624314372449986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/116624314372449986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2006/12/she-wishes.html' title='SHE WISHES'/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-116453430651354131</id><published>2006-11-26T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T16:35:03.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PLANNER FOR THE NEXT 2 WEEKS.&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;BR&gt;
MONDAY-CCA FROM 8.30 TO 5.30&lt;BR&gt;
TUESDAY-CCA FROM 8.30 TO 5.30&lt;BR&gt;
WEDNESDAY-CCA FROM 8.30 TO 5.30&lt;BR&gt;
THURSDAY-CCA FROM 8.30 TO 5.30&lt;BR&gt;
FRIDAY-TAKEOFF FOR SHANGHAI CULTURAL EXCHANGE PROGRAMME TRIP. REPORT AT AIRPORT BY 10.15?&lt;BR&gt;
SATURDAY-ARRIVAL IN SHANGHAI&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;BR&gt;
SUNDAY-SHANGHAI&lt;BR&gt;
MONDAY-SHANGHAI&lt;BR&gt;
TUESDAY-SHANGHAI&lt;BR&gt;
WEDNESDAY-SHANGHAI&lt;BR&gt;
THURSDAY-SHANGHAI&lt;BR&gt;
FRIDAY-SHANGHAI&lt;BR&gt;
SATURDAY-BACK IN SINGAPORE NEARING MIDNIGHT.&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;BR&gt;
SUNDAY-HOME&lt;BR&gt;
MONDAY-AWAY ON HOLIDAY&lt;BR&gt;
TUESDAY-HOLIDAY&lt;BR&gt;
WEDNESDAY-HOLIDAY&lt;BR&gt;
THURSDAY-HOLIDAY&lt;BR&gt;
FRIDAY-BACK FROM HOLIDAY&lt;BR&gt;
SATURDAY-MY BIRTHDAY&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;BR&gt;
OH MAN, I THINK IM GONNA DIE.&lt;BR&gt;
JUST DONT FORGET TO WISH ME HAPPY BIRTHDAY.&lt;BR&gt;
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&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-116453430651354131?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/116453430651354131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=116453430651354131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/116453430651354131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/116453430651354131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2006/11/planner-for-next-2-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-116295304479322299</id><published>2006-11-08T08:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T16:35:03.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just had the jab yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;
After the briefing.&lt;br /&gt;
Thought that it was gonna be pain.&lt;br /&gt;
But the doctor said otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
I mean like duh.&lt;br /&gt;
They cant tell you its gonna be so pain ur gonna scream until even the whole neighbourhood hears it right?&lt;br /&gt;
Actually i dint even feel the pain.&lt;br /&gt;
Really okay. Not even when the needle went in or out.&lt;br /&gt;
Me thin skinned?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The briefing yesterday was like so lame lar.&lt;br /&gt;
The travel agency lady talk to us in english and I was like huh? Talk until like got accent liddat lar.&lt;br /&gt;
I rmb got something she said that was so damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;
She said that fortysix teachers and six studs were going when it was actually supposed to be fortysix students and six teachers going.&lt;br /&gt;
HAHA.(:&lt;br /&gt;
I realised later that she was actually like mdm xie that type one.&lt;br /&gt;
Meaning that she is a chinese-chinese person like mdm xie but then trying to speak english to us cos got people dont understand chinese.&lt;br /&gt;
Get it?&lt;br /&gt;
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Am so bored liaos.&lt;br /&gt;
Think I will go play maple.&lt;br /&gt;
Later.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-116295304479322299?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/116295304479322299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=116295304479322299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/116295304479322299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/116295304479322299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2006/11/just-had-jab-yesterday-night.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-116236559140836776</id><published>2006-11-01T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T16:35:03.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im so gonna miss twofive for sure.&lt;br&gt;
Its not gonna be the same as it is in threeseven.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Twofive's band&lt;/strong&gt;.. XD&lt;br&gt;
All the noise we made.&lt;br&gt;
All the crazy moments we had.&lt;br&gt;
All the fun we had during lessons when we made the teachers walk out of class.&lt;br&gt;
The many teachers we made that walk out of class that is.&lt;br&gt;
That includes mr tan, mr ng and miss kang.&lt;br&gt;
HAHA.(:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Not forgetting making fun of how &lt;strong&gt;mdm xie&lt;/strong&gt; speaks english when she tries to talk to us during homeroom time.&lt;br&gt;
HAHA.(:&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Oh yeah.&lt;br&gt;
And twofive has their our own &lt;strong&gt;class video.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Videos, I mean.&lt;br&gt;
Okay.&lt;br&gt;
I actually wanted to put the vids straight in here but then they will stick out so horribly.(:
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&lt;br&gt;
This first one is my favourite. &lt;strong&gt;Obviously!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;
It shows what our class did after chasing our drama teacher out of the classroom.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xl-Vsa0KzP4"&gt;Drama Lesson.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EnDzc7QO_sQ"&gt;A game of blindgirl.(:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z40XjIIOBHE"&gt;The continuation.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;MUST GO SEE OKAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
SO SAD.&lt;br&gt;
We should have a class outing.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Pronto&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
XD&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-116236559140836776?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/116236559140836776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=116236559140836776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/116236559140836776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/116236559140836776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-so-gonna-miss-twofive-for-sure.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-116220308928472552</id><published>2006-10-30T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T16:35:03.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;
threeseven.&lt;br&gt;
secthreeseven&lt;br&gt;
thats the class im in for next year.&lt;br&gt;
if im not wrong, around fourteen twofivers are in that class.&lt;br&gt;
sadly some of us are not in the same class anymores.&lt;br&gt;
haiz.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
but thank god i still have kim, ran, jas, sarah, cleo, alina, des, const.(:&lt;br&gt;
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wah got headache alredy.&lt;br&gt;
thinking about it makes me wanna &lt;font color=#93191E&gt;revert back to my old habit.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
pure lit or pure geog?&lt;br&gt;
wad about pure bio then?&lt;br&gt;
WAH KAO.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font color=#93191E&gt;feels like im about to break down.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
my bad day today.&lt;br&gt;
so just dont think about pissing me off.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-116220308928472552?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/116220308928472552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=116220308928472552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/116220308928472552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/116220308928472552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2006/10/threeseven.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-116210160118732082</id><published>2006-10-29T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T16:35:03.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=yellow&gt;
HELL.&lt;br&gt;
TOMORROW I WILL KNOW WHAT SECTHREECLASS I WILL GET INTO NEXT YEAR.&lt;br&gt;
DAMN SCARED LAR.&lt;br&gt;
FATE BETTER BE GOOD TO ME.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
OH AND BTW.&lt;br&gt;
I HATE SUPER GLUE.&lt;br&gt;
THERE IS A PERFECT REASON BEHIND IT.&lt;br&gt;
(:&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-116210160118732082?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/116210160118732082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=116210160118732082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/116210160118732082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/116210160118732082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2006/10/hell.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-116194844555037678</id><published>2006-10-27T18:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T16:35:03.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;
okay.&lt;br&gt;
maybe you did send me all the pics.&lt;br&gt;
but i didnt know we took so little only lors.&lt;br&gt;
:D&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1486/3843/1600/FORT%20CANNING..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1486/3843/320/FORT%20CANNING..jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
FORT CANNING&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1486/3843/1600/CLIQUE..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1486/3843/320/CLIQUE..jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
CLIQUE!&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1486/3843/1600/DOWN%20WE%20GO..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1486/3843/320/DOWN%20WE%20GO..jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
DOWN WE GO&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1486/3843/1600/PHOT0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1486/3843/320/PHOT0020.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
ME AND ME AND ME.(:&lt;br&gt;
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got a few more nicer photos but then i lazy to upload.&lt;br&gt;
me not lazy pig okays..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
the negativity of the pics make them look fab.&lt;br&gt;
its just the popping out makes them look so unorganised!&lt;br&gt;
and im so lazy to make them look in place.&lt;br&gt;
haha.&lt;br&gt;
(:&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-116194844555037678?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/116194844555037678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=116194844555037678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/116194844555037678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/116194844555037678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2006/10/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-116194637572323745</id><published>2006-10-27T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T16:35:03.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;now the combination for all the express classes suck.&lt;br /&gt;
threesix was actually the nice class i thought i wanted to go to since the subject combination was nice.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but after the appearance of class threenine and the obvious reason for a reshuffle of subjects of every class, it appeared that almost all the classes from threefive to threeseven and threenine had the same subject combinations to me.&lt;br /&gt;
threeeight was the best class which obviously had the twoeighters names written all of it already. threeeight however had three pure sciences which was definitely uncopeble for me even if i was in that class since my science sucked and still sucks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;so currently i have no idea what class i want to get into.&lt;br /&gt;
i think i will let fate decide it for me.&lt;br /&gt;
haiz.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;okays.&lt;br /&gt;
marieta just came online.&lt;br /&gt;
she is sending me pics from when we took during learning journey&lt;br /&gt;
later!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-116194637572323745?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/116194637572323745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=116194637572323745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/116194637572323745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/116194637572323745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2006/10/now-combination-for-all-express.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-116177159614622902</id><published>2006-10-25T15:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T16:35:03.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tmr is the last day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;goodbye my frens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;will also be receiving my report card tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hope i will go to 3/6 with sonz and jas and mar and cal and all my other close frens!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hope i wont weep if i dont get my wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sobs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;think will be wearing my green tee and threequartsjeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;even thought its a so called half day and the last day of school,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i still have stupid cca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AW.. DAMN IT LAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;if school end at like 10 something then we mayb going TM watch movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;if school end at like 12 something then we just going to bedokBK and take our lunch there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we all already worked it out liaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;WE, THE SMART ASSHOLES.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-116177159614622902?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/116177159614622902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=116177159614622902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/116177159614622902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/116177159614622902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2006/10/tmr-is-last-day-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-116176875541663048</id><published>2006-10-25T15:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T16:35:03.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=#93191E&gt;
SO SAD!&lt;br&gt;
SIMONE AND ELITE GOT CUT OFF THE LIST.&lt;br&gt;
THEY CANT GO TO SHANGHAI WITH US.&lt;br&gt;
SO SAD!&lt;br&gt;
THEY DONT GO THEN NO FUN LIAO LER LARHZ!&lt;br&gt;
SO FUCKING SAD!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
SOME MORE NOW I MUST GO AND FACE YOUR FACE IN SHANGHAI..&lt;br&gt;
SO WHAT LAR.&lt;br&gt;
GOT ME KICKED TO XIN-DI.&lt;br&gt;
NOW ME GONNA GET BECK REVENGE.&lt;br&gt;
I GONNA SABO YOU GO PLAY BANG-DI FOR SHANGHAI TRIP.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
YOU DONT KNOW ABOUT IT. YET.&lt;br&gt;
BUT IM GONNA BREAK THE NEWS TO YOU TMR.&lt;br&gt;
ONLY TMR.&lt;br&gt;
ITS GONNA BE A SPECIAL DAY TMR.&lt;br&gt;
AM GONNA KEEP THE SUSPENSE.&lt;br&gt;
WHAT A BIG SURPRISE YOU WILL HAVE!!!&lt;br&gt;
=)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
IF YOU WANT TO PUSH THE LOAD TO THE OTHER 3 WHO ARE GOING&lt;br&gt;
THEN YOU CAN SAVE YOUR EFFORTS.&lt;br&gt;
COS SHE IS HELPING ME.&lt;br&gt;
SHE SUPPORT ME SAY YOU MUST FILL IN THOSE DIAOS' THAT NEED PEOPLE TO PLAY ONE.&lt;br&gt;
COS YOU ARE DIZI'S ROLE MODEL.
YAYY!!!&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
BUT STILL.&lt;br&gt;
ELITE AND SIMONE CANT GO FOR THE TRIP.&lt;br&gt;
SO SAD!!!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
BUT AT LEAST THEY DONT HAVE TO SEE HER FOR EIGHT TO NINE DAYS RIGHT?&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-116176875541663048?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/116176875541663048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=116176875541663048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/116176875541663048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/116176875541663048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-sad-simone-and-elite-got-cut-off.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-116176716896576538</id><published>2006-10-25T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T16:35:03.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was on my way to go and wash my hands because of the game.
but then while getting out of the classroom,
two people at the door ask me if they could see classchairperson.
so i went in to go and call you.
you were sitting at the table.
drawing stuff perhaps?
i just wanted to tell you that they were looking for you and thats all.
i tapped on your shoulder, not wanting to make things worse if we talked.
well, if we ever talk/talked that is..



tapped.
no reply.



tapped again.
no reply.



tapped again.
still no reply.



just then, vicechairperson saw me and asked me what happened.
I then told her," Some people at the door wants to see the CLASS CHAIR ."
then i just walked away to go wash my hands.






i mean like, how horrible can you be?
even if you are like busy with your stuffs or what you are doing,
you still can sorta answer and say like," Yar.. What happen ."
Right?





Haiz.
I got nothing more to say about this liao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-116176716896576538?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/116176716896576538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=116176716896576538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/116176716896576538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/116176716896576538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-was-on-my-way-to-go-and-wash-my.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-116134500737092336</id><published>2006-10-20T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T16:35:03.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;FIRST AND FOREMOST&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br&gt;
what do you mean that you did the draw the lots thing infront of them? that is fucking more of a reason why it was &lt;strong&gt;UNFAIR&lt;/strong&gt; then!&lt;br&gt;
the people you did infront of are like your so called quite close frens and maybe you all were biased and ganged up together.&lt;br&gt;
therefore like the three of you together just anyhow agreed to choose us. just to push all the work onto us.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
if YOU can come and say what we can just like do it for the sake of our class then YOU and the other rest of your &lt;strong&gt;FRIENDS&lt;/strong&gt; can do it together since you are like the &lt;strong&gt;ROLE MODEL&lt;/strong&gt; and are suppose to show &lt;strong&gt;AN EXAMPLE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;SO WHY DID YOU JUST PUSH THE LOAD TO US?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;WHY DID YOU NOT TAKE THE INITIATIVE TO GO AND VOLUNTEER AND DO IT FOR THE CLASS AND ALSO TO SHOW CONCERN INSTEAD OF RANDOMLY PICKING US&lt;/strong&gt; -which was what i think you didnt do at all- &lt;strong&gt;TO DO IT WHEN YOU AS A ROLE MODEL OF THE CLASS CANT EVEN DO IT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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and what did you mean by &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE JUST CHUCKED THE HAND OUT INFO IN THE MUSIC ROOM when&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; you gave it to us?&lt;br&gt;
HELLO?&lt;br&gt;
HELLO???&lt;br&gt;
HELLO??????&lt;strong&gt;???!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;I LIKE DIDNT EVEN TOUCH THE FUCKING PAPER&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;DONT SAY TOUCH THE PAPER.&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;WE NEVER EVEN TALK TO EACH OTHER AT ALL&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
yes.&lt;br&gt;
and i so totally agree with what &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; wrote in her blog.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you dont even do your responsibilities properly and you blame it on us?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;
FOR GOD'S SAKE, WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE TRYING TO KID?&lt;br&gt;
there is still more,&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So what if you had witnesses to prove that you drew the lots fairly? You could have only put the eight names inside and drew eight names.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;
WHAT SHEIT LAR!
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&lt;font size=+3&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE, THE 8 PEOPLE, ARE NOT SO STUPID LIKE YOU THINK WE ARE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
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and btw.
if &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt; think im done saying just like that&lt;br&gt;
then i have to say&lt;br&gt;
that &lt;strong&gt;im not&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-116134500737092336?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/116134500737092336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=116134500737092336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/116134500737092336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/116134500737092336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2006/10/first-and-foremost-what-do-you-mean.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-116065106704556452</id><published>2006-10-12T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T16:35:03.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SMALL WORLD</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font size=+2 color=hotpink&gt;FAR EAST.&lt;br&gt;
after DnT paper.&lt;br&gt;
took mrt.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font color=cyan&gt;
at city hall station,&lt;br&gt;
met cloe, joey and alina.&lt;br&gt;
later at far east,&lt;br&gt;
saw amanda and pearlyn again.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
later went to &lt;font size=+2 color=hotpink&gt;GALARE&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color=cyan&gt;for lunch.&lt;br&gt;
ate vanilla ice cream.&lt;br&gt;
costed me 4bucks.&lt;br&gt;
was freaked out when we saw this person&lt;br&gt;
staring at us from &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=+2 color=hotpink&gt;LONG JOHN SILVER.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font color=cyan&gt;still sitting there,&lt;br&gt;
mistook an alarm for a camera.&lt;br&gt;
well, some stupid people&lt;br&gt;
unlike me that is.(:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
alina then 'introd' one bhang to me.&lt;br&gt;
i said she was ugly.&lt;br&gt;
then she say nvm.&lt;br&gt;
l8r 'introd' to me more shuai ones.&lt;br&gt;
but then in the end nvr even lors.
haha. LOL.(:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
saw amanda and pearlyn again.&lt;br&gt;
but now it was at the &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=+2 color=hotpink&gt;HEEREN.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font size=+3 color=black&gt;NOW YOU SHOULD KNOW WE ARE LIVING IN A SMALL WORLD!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font color=cyan&gt;bought friendship necklaces.&lt;br&gt;
exchanged.&lt;br&gt;
now we four have black white necklace.&lt;br&gt;
wearing it for &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=+2 color=hotpink&gt;YOUTH MASS..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;font size=+3 color=black&gt;I THINK.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-116065106704556452?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/116065106704556452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=116065106704556452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/116065106704556452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/116065106704556452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2006/10/small-world.html' title='&lt;font size=+2 color=black&gt;SMALL WORLD&lt;/font&gt;'/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-116020720111529991</id><published>2006-10-07T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T16:35:03.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=hotpink&gt;i so the hell dont know what is his freaking problem.&lt;br&gt;
told him i wanted to use com later cos i was currently &lt;em&gt;practising piano.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;
then he told me to use the comp now.&lt;br&gt;
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i was like &lt;strong&gt;what the hell&lt;/strong&gt; lars.&lt;br&gt;
i want to use the comp later that means i want to use it later.&lt;br&gt;
you cant tell me when or not to use it.&lt;br&gt;
then he just walked away.&lt;br&gt;
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i mean like &lt;strong&gt;WHAT IS HIS PROBLEM?&lt;br&gt;
I DID NOT EVEN DO ANYTHING WRONG!&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;stupid lars.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i have already changed my piano lessons to &lt;em&gt;tuesday after school in PS&lt;/em&gt; instead of the usual &lt;em&gt;saturday aftmernoons at my teacher's house.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;
and just because of &lt;em&gt;that,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;
it means that i cant get out of the house on &lt;em&gt;saturdays&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;to ignore freaking naggings and stupid scoldings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;ARGH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=+3 color=black&gt;&lt;em&gt;stupid fools..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-116020720111529991?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/116020720111529991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=116020720111529991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/116020720111529991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/116020720111529991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-so-hell-dont-know-what-is-his.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-116004761786271906</id><published>2006-10-05T18:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T16:35:03.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EVIDENCE TO SHOW THAT WEIRDOS STILL EXIST.(:</title><content type='html'>at about &lt;strong&gt;11something&lt;/strong&gt; in the morning today, guess who called me..&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;no&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
not sonia.&lt;br&gt;
not marieta.&lt;br&gt;
not jasmine.&lt;br&gt;
not calista.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;YUCKS!&lt;/strong&gt; not amanda tan.&lt;br&gt;
not MG.&lt;br&gt;
not my bf.&lt;br&gt;
you wondering who could it be?&lt;br&gt;
YES!&lt;br&gt;
get this straight.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;ALYSSA YONG.&lt;/strong&gt; yes her. alyssa yong. amanda tan's best fren.&lt;br&gt;
i mean like come on. i dont know her at all lars. and that is all. why she call me for then when i was &lt;strong&gt;happily chatting with ______*&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;SIAO ORH SHE.&lt;/strong&gt;
worse to come. she not call my homephone lehs. guess where she call to.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;MY BELOVED HANDPHONE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;
its freakingly retarded[sorry miss kang(:] lars.
&lt;br&gt;come guess she call for what...
she call me because AMANDA TAN smsed her.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;HOW LAME CAN YOU BE?&lt;/strong&gt;
for more info than ask me to tell you.(:
the details are damn long. too long to even post it.(:
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THEREFORE I CAN CONCLUDE THAT WEIRDOS[likeher] STILL EXIST AS SOURCE A TELLS ME SO[MyHistorySkillsAreStillIntact].&lt;br&gt;
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XD&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-116004761786271906?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/116004761786271906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=116004761786271906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/116004761786271906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/116004761786271906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2006/10/evidence-to-show-that-weirdos-still.html' title='EVIDENCE TO SHOW THAT WEIRDOS STILL EXIST.(:'/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-116004533899450519</id><published>2006-10-05T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T16:35:03.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CobboldCommission</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;bbyeHISTORY&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br&gt;
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hist is finally over! the paper so call &lt;strong&gt;ok-ok&lt;/strong&gt; lar, same like geog.&lt;br&gt;
EXCEPT FOR ONE QUESTION I WAS TOTALLY STUCK AT IT LEHS!&lt;br&gt;
that question on the &lt;strong&gt;CobboldCommission&lt;/strong&gt;.. yes that one, the &lt;strong&gt;Q2structured essay&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
why I had to choose that Q? cos the firstQ i aso dunno how to answer the &lt;strong&gt;RendelCommission&lt;/strong&gt; one so guess what i did..&lt;br&gt;(yah lars i got say i study that much mehs?)&lt;br&gt;
yupps then,&lt;br&gt;
i went to &lt;strong&gt;iinnii miinnie miiney more.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;
then in the end it was luck that chose &lt;strong&gt;Q2&lt;/strong&gt;.(:&lt;br&gt;
then for my SBQ, i write like so much as compared to other sections lor.&lt;br&gt;
IM DARN SCARED &lt;strong&gt;]:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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SO PLEASE &lt;strong&gt;LET ME PASS&lt;/strong&gt; MY HISTORY PAPER!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-116004533899450519?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/116004533899450519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=116004533899450519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/116004533899450519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/116004533899450519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2006/10/cobboldcommission.html' title='CobboldCommission'/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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-34735421.post-115995991570551893</id><published>2006-10-04T12:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T16:35:03.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GEOGRAPHY MADNESS.</title><content type='html'>YAYYS.
failing with JASMINE THATS FOR SURE.(: that geog paper is freakingly finally over lers. haiz. me never even really go and so call study for it anyways. get this straight. I HATE GEOGRAPHY OKAYS? im so bad at geog. its like im always failing all of the geog standard tests lors. ehs, now if i think about it, i not really so called fail all of them lars. i only just passed for most of them and fail for some. but to me its like failing even if i just passed. u mean i should be grateful for passing them? LOL.
but i still rmb got one geog std test i pass with FLYING COLOURS! hey really ok.(: its the last geog std test. i think its the chap on population or something like that. haha. hey i never cheat ok. i scored 20/25 for that paper. cool right?
LOL.this whole post is practically about geog only. duh lar, look at the title lors.


HOPE I WILL HAVE GOOD LUCK FOR TOMORROW'S HISTORY EXAM!!!
must jiayou.
5 more subjects/\8 more days to go!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34735421-115995991570551893?l=letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/feeds/115995991570551893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34735421&amp;postID=115995991570551893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/115995991570551893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34735421/posts/default/115995991570551893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letfeelingsrun.blogspot.com/2006/10/geography-madness.html' title='GEOGRAPHY MADNESS.'/><author><name>SAMANTHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847434308127184921</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></feed>
