<?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-6253822427060604357</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:13:39.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First love</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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>130</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6253822427060604357.post-4541345046951313976</id><published>2008-07-29T19:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T20:05:52.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. I know I am going to get scolded for blogging here (I got scolded the last time) but I don't care because I am not going to be online for a month starting tomorrow. And then it would continue until 11 nov is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is super dead, but it's not the only one. Hahaha. Lazy ass, keep updating at some other place. I feel tempted to post some unglam pictures of Rezwana but I know she would kill me more and I rather keep it for myself in case &lt;em&gt;some &lt;/em&gt;people would do something that I really don't like. Kids these days, tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got Durian Roll today. Heheh. Been craving for it! Thank you Rezwana :D&lt;br /&gt;(I'm not too sure if she still checks here though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO,&lt;br /&gt;PNF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; to someone, do you know the difference between a butch and a bung?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-4541345046951313976?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/4541345046951313976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=4541345046951313976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/4541345046951313976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/4541345046951313976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello_29.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-4786533422455570415</id><published>2008-07-21T19:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T20:19:17.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY RACIAL HARMONY DAY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;It was chaotic and fun at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;We didnt camwhore much&lt;br /&gt;(like real liddat)&lt;br /&gt;I have some of the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Must go get from people.&lt;br /&gt;So here it is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SIR8h7iGRaI/AAAAAAAAAK8/KdrqAvqQVts/s1600-h/DSC00343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SIR8h7iGRaI/AAAAAAAAAK8/KdrqAvqQVts/s320/DSC00343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225438390014854562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On saturday,ask people whether i look okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SIR8Y3DbAuI/AAAAAAAAAKU/V-6AtfQCOHM/s1600-h/DSC00356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SIR8Y3DbAuI/AAAAAAAAAKU/V-6AtfQCOHM/s320/DSC00356.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225438234193625826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nazeera and me.&lt;br /&gt;She was bugging me to take picture with her.&lt;br /&gt;Before i change to sch u for pbmc photo taking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SIR8Y3cEZVI/AAAAAAAAAKc/gZNJ-ldwAmw/s1600-h/DSC00350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SIR8Y3cEZVI/AAAAAAAAAKc/gZNJ-ldwAmw/s320/DSC00350.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225438234297001298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers was like&lt;br /&gt;"Are you sure you are in the right school,boy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SIR8ZKmAlBI/AAAAAAAAAKk/W3SLy_NH7WQ/s1600-h/DSC00349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SIR8ZKmAlBI/AAAAAAAAAKk/W3SLy_NH7WQ/s320/DSC00349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225438239438967826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats how I look fully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SIR8ZMSn98I/AAAAAAAAAKs/T5otLINliOQ/s1600-h/DSC00345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SIR8ZMSn98I/AAAAAAAAAKs/T5otLINliOQ/s320/DSC00345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225438239894534082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrea so anti-social&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SIR8ZS9CoRI/AAAAAAAAAK0/stlA6JQXnOw/s1600-h/DSC00344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SIR8ZS9CoRI/AAAAAAAAAK0/stlA6JQXnOw/s320/DSC00344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225438241683054866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaotic in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;Practically everyone including me&lt;br /&gt;Checking on how they look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SIR8Bp6AZjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/I7jwsEcdXf4/s1600-h/DSC00348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SIR8Bp6AZjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/I7jwsEcdXf4/s320/DSC00348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225437835527480882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrea and me&lt;br /&gt;Bitch and the bastard!&lt;br /&gt;Look at the background everyone camwhoring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SIR8Bt31MZI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/bHQrVjGWFao/s1600-h/DSC00347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SIR8Bt31MZI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/bHQrVjGWFao/s320/DSC00347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225437836592099730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrea and me(Never end one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SIR8B0ZYUaI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/eeDFNmWHTec/s1600-h/DSC00359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SIR8B0ZYUaI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/eeDFNmWHTec/s320/DSC00359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225437838343426466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and andrea&lt;br /&gt;The blazer is so Thick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SIR8CIlL4KI/AAAAAAAAAKE/mMKsK776gSY/s1600-h/DSC00358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SIR8CIlL4KI/AAAAAAAAAKE/mMKsK776gSY/s320/DSC00358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225437843761651874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Nazeera&lt;br /&gt;She was like "are you really disgusted by me&lt;br /&gt;Come closer la"&lt;br /&gt;I was scared later she kiss me.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime catch me off guard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SIR8CIy84WI/AAAAAAAAAKM/3xrXXOOLDFE/s1600-h/DSC00360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SIR8CIy84WI/AAAAAAAAAKM/3xrXXOOLDFE/s320/DSC00360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225437843819389282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and andrea&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to try on the blazer.&lt;br /&gt;I look drenched.Cause of sweating.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha practice on share-a-thought.&lt;br /&gt;Doing something really stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Two days to go for the final showdown!&lt;br /&gt;Tmr full-rehearsal&lt;br /&gt;DONT FORGET TO BRING YOUR OUTFIT!&lt;br /&gt;Oh and people who has photos please send me okay.&lt;br /&gt;Love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can you fix my H-E-A-R-T?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-4786533422455570415?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/4786533422455570415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=4786533422455570415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/4786533422455570415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/4786533422455570415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-racial-harmony-day-it-was-chaotic.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SIR8h7iGRaI/AAAAAAAAAK8/KdrqAvqQVts/s72-c/DSC00343.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6253822427060604357.post-6300423479467649774</id><published>2008-07-19T19:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T20:23:54.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Something damn disgusting happened today.&lt;br /&gt;I wished that i wasnt there at all.&lt;br /&gt;As the story goes along,&lt;br /&gt;After the class thingy in class.&lt;br /&gt;We went to training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were walking and walking.&lt;br /&gt;Till the post office,something shitty happens.&lt;br /&gt;We were at the traffic light.&lt;br /&gt;Then there's this bloody hell chinese guy.&lt;br /&gt;He's a damn it flasher la.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt know,couldnt be bothered to look around.&lt;br /&gt;Cause i keep looking at the traffic light(Cause we were late)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Jy was like omg that guy is a flasher sia.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt believe so,so i turned to look la.&lt;br /&gt;I saw it,in one sec i turned.&lt;br /&gt;I kept pressing the freaking traffic light button.&lt;br /&gt;And i told JY if he comes near,my hockey stick fly to his head i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;If he really comes,i swear i make him bleed la.&lt;br /&gt;He on the ground i make sure i smack his thing until it falls apart ah.&lt;br /&gt;With my hockey stick of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so dont mind if my beloved hockey stick break.&lt;br /&gt;At least its my saviour.&lt;br /&gt;But that guy didnt come near,lucky for him(Cause im crazy).&lt;br /&gt;He walked towards the canal.&lt;br /&gt;Then he stopped he waved at us.I saw at the corner of my eyes la.&lt;br /&gt;We didnt bothered and walked damn fast to delta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the main thingy that happen today.&lt;br /&gt;Other things are quite normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better reply tags.Its a long list alr.&lt;br /&gt;tag replies:&lt;br /&gt;Jollin:Babe,you the best la,piano okay as promise.&lt;br /&gt;PNF:Hahah whatever.Must listen to it at the right time kan.&lt;br /&gt;HAZZ!E:Eh hon,I think so much better sitting with you only la!miss ya.&lt;br /&gt;Fadilah:Yelah,you ask me to listen,i listen la.Cannot is it?&lt;br /&gt;khayla:hey,meet up soon eh? See first k.&lt;br /&gt;andrea:Hahah GET OVER IT LA.I swear gonna fail for the last maths paper.&lt;br /&gt;Hafizah(: : Eh be honoured your name there okay.Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;Namera:Yes i saw her.Jealous tak? I'll thank them for you.Khalya wants to go out with me,So can go out together gether.See you soon alrights.Or maybe can go semis,then at least can support NADIA.&lt;br /&gt;Qori:Thanks for tagging.So energetic just now ah not bad.Erm all the best for mon.&lt;br /&gt;-:Eh hello,you sound super childish la.Eh i want to see you.I lost the chance on friday.Sad seh.Are you coming sch anytime soon?We can grab lunch together with the others.Miss you lots la.Eh thanks to you,i think i pass the last geog test,cause after the things you left us with,thats the only things are remembered.So Imy la.Hope to see you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you're not with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How do i breathe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/6253822427060604357-6300423479467649774?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/6300423479467649774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=6300423479467649774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/6300423479467649774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/6300423479467649774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/07/something-damn-disgusting-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-2995751190036706092</id><published>2008-07-15T11:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T19:49:51.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I lost my mood once my dad called.&lt;br /&gt;I had to cancel our date.Im really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid doctor call at the wrong time.&lt;br /&gt;But she said it was urgent,so I just run some test.&lt;br /&gt;Lets not talk about yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Forget everything that happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class today was okay I guess.&lt;br /&gt;It was debate in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;I was debating on the topic-death penalty should not be justified.&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning talk about death.&lt;br /&gt;And I was saying criminals who killed has a choice.&lt;br /&gt;It is because they werent in the correct state of mind he killed that person.&lt;br /&gt;So I believe that life imprisonment is a good sentence.&lt;br /&gt;Well the criminals can go through counselling&lt;br /&gt;Which will make them become a better person.&lt;br /&gt;That will be better than take a man's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were debating till the period over till maths.&lt;br /&gt;Then maths teacher came in and say "Girls go back to your seats"&lt;br /&gt;Guess what the eng teacher was still inside.&lt;br /&gt;She was so paiseh beyond limits.&lt;br /&gt;Now is Social studies talking about racial riots.&lt;br /&gt;After school,going out with andrea to PS.&lt;br /&gt;With miss lim.(Not sure yet)&lt;br /&gt;But I still wanna get coffee(eventhough its bad for me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay thats all for now.&lt;br /&gt;Take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every move that she makes hold my eyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And fall for her everytime&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-2995751190036706092?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/2995751190036706092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=2995751190036706092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/2995751190036706092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/2995751190036706092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-lost-my-mood-once-my-dad-called.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-2057391822437481049</id><published>2008-07-14T10:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T10:38:31.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;Alot of things happened during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;And its freaking unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;I'll talk about saturday first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 June 08,Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up bloody early for training.&lt;br /&gt;Reach redhill at 9.&lt;br /&gt;And guess what no one was there!&lt;br /&gt;I was like am i at the correct place at the correct time?&lt;br /&gt;At 9.30,there come a single soul.&lt;br /&gt;Then,i felt secure(not like a lost puppy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That training was fun and tiring too.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently cause I feel like im in my comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;And totally not restricted.&lt;br /&gt;So after training,when to tiong with nadia to get something for mom.&lt;br /&gt;And we had a long chat and shared secrets.&lt;br /&gt;After that,i went to grandma's house.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun. Got to know a new friend(my cousin's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on that day,one thing that made me happy was.....&lt;br /&gt;SEEING EX GIRLFRIEND!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I miss you alot la. Im damn glad that your current gf went swimming there.&lt;br /&gt;She saw that crescent had training.&lt;br /&gt;And she went to search for me.&lt;br /&gt;I was in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;So the juniors was like "Rezwana,some pretty girl looking for you".&lt;br /&gt;And I was like who seh.I got very scared.&lt;br /&gt;"Very very pretty.Just go",the juniors continued.&lt;br /&gt;And i went.I saw her I was screaming.&lt;br /&gt;"Omg,NIC!" I wanted to hug her over the gate la.&lt;br /&gt;But it was nice talking to her.&lt;br /&gt;To nic:Eh I wish our clique has a outing soon.Miss the vivo outing alot la.&lt;br /&gt;Plan soon okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 13 June 2008.&lt;br /&gt;I did nothing but rot at home.&lt;br /&gt;So went online.The first person I chatted with was HAZAH!&lt;br /&gt;And she became my RAVEN yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Hahhaha.From small,petite,cute girl with serious need of anger management.&lt;br /&gt;To RAVEN!And I so agree with you that its so lengthy.&lt;br /&gt;Raven is much a nicer name.&lt;br /&gt;And thank you for convincing me that i wasnt that mean and bad.&lt;br /&gt;Oh....I seriously need to buck up with transforming.&lt;br /&gt;Im a very unpro BEAST BOY.&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to transform to a TREX,&lt;br /&gt;I ended up changing to a monkey.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh really need to train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday 14.07.08,1037hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Right now Im supposed to have maths.&lt;br /&gt;But the teacher is freaking boring,&lt;br /&gt;I guess all maths teachers are the same.&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog again tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for the outing later.&lt;br /&gt;And beast boy hope tomorrow will be the day of the outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since the time you said hello,i know you are special&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-2057391822437481049?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/2057391822437481049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=2057391822437481049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/2057391822437481049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/2057391822437481049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-1531698607633800777</id><published>2008-07-10T10:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T12:08:11.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Edited 1021hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes goodbye,though it hurts in your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is the only way for destiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes goodbye,though it hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is the only way now for you and me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Though its the hardest thing to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss your love in every way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So say goodbye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But dont you cry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because true love never dies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the stanza alot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-1531698607633800777?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/1531698607633800777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=1531698607633800777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/1531698607633800777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/1531698607633800777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/07/sometimes-goodbyethough-it-hurts-in.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-5905102899733213811</id><published>2008-07-10T10:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T10:17:19.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss You alot.&lt;br /&gt;Second day without seeing you.&lt;br /&gt;But I'll see you later.YAY!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha man thats so kiddish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got the pictures from youth day.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since with 3S2B or we called it 3S2Bonded.&lt;br /&gt;Camwhore is a must on every event happen.&lt;br /&gt;But I didnt take much pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Cause my tigger got more publicity(see andrea's blog)&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SHVvWdbgYGI/AAAAAAAAAJM/WlnFqpeCbB0/s1600-h/screwed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SHVvWdbgYGI/AAAAAAAAAJM/WlnFqpeCbB0/s320/screwed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221201774653759586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayyu,me,sharifah.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I look screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SHVvWgSVcPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/IDPqYRkGFPE/s1600-h/s320x240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SHVvWgSVcPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/IDPqYRkGFPE/s320/s320x240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221201775420600562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayyu,Cikgu Norliza,Sharifah and Me.&lt;br /&gt;We waited for Cikgu like freaking long.&lt;br /&gt;And Im not that freaking short.&lt;br /&gt;I was bending my leg.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah.Plus I didnt want to block Cikgu's pretty face.&lt;br /&gt;I like this picture best.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I dont look dark.&lt;br /&gt;And everyone just look perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SHVvWiz4D2I/AAAAAAAAAJc/zjSU_s1JgYw/s1600-h/hearts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SHVvWiz4D2I/AAAAAAAAAJc/zjSU_s1JgYw/s320/hearts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221201776098152290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharifah,Jollin,Hayyu and Me.&lt;br /&gt;I cant remember where are we.&lt;br /&gt;Outside the class I think.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks hayyu for bending down.&lt;br /&gt;I think I was tiptoeing.&lt;br /&gt;I so need to grow tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SHVvWrqBWWI/AAAAAAAAAJk/prmpfnTjx-I/s1600-h/family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SHVvWrqBWWI/AAAAAAAAAJk/prmpfnTjx-I/s320/family.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221201778472737122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is second best.&lt;br /&gt;Family picture.&lt;br /&gt;Not that complete yet.&lt;br /&gt;Cause the others are busy with somethings.&lt;br /&gt;But this picture proves we are as one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I know I let you have all the the power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I realised Im never gonna quit you over time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-5905102899733213811?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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between you and me okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went to watch summer fling's brother's match.&lt;br /&gt;That kid sure look like his sister.&lt;br /&gt;With the bouncy hair and the looks.&lt;br /&gt;And he lost 4-0. Its really bad.&lt;br /&gt;But oh well,his teammates were adorably cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh between me and andrea.&lt;br /&gt;Im the good half. I listened to class.&lt;br /&gt;While she play on her tablet.&lt;br /&gt;Well me listening to class depends on mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also,during assembly,it was boring.&lt;br /&gt;So dear jollin and I were sharing problems.&lt;br /&gt;Dear jollin,&lt;br /&gt;Chin up alright dear.&lt;br /&gt;If he's a good friend,he will talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;Then after sharing problems.&lt;br /&gt;We were playing BINGO!.&lt;br /&gt;I was winning at first.But after that she won it all.&lt;br /&gt;So irritating.Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Im stucked to alot of heartbreaking songs.&lt;br /&gt;Well emo ones.&lt;br /&gt;Like Always be my baby,ride for you,be with you.&lt;br /&gt;All the you you song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause you know in your heart,babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our love will never end,no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-8770731217460369011</id><published>2008-07-03T20:46:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T21:23:43.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is an undescribable day.&lt;br /&gt;I had all kinds of feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Like a rush of feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Hurt,Heartbroken,Frustration,Irritated,Happy,Excited.&lt;br /&gt;And all of this means that&lt;br /&gt;IM MENTALLY UNSTABLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But im really happy at a some points.&lt;br /&gt;Cause Cause I got new collection of BEN 10 to be added.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures are finally in this blog after so long.&lt;br /&gt;Here,they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SGzNHbn7m-I/AAAAAAAAAH0/AqBBq1ICgLs/s1600-h/DSC00288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SGzNHbn7m-I/AAAAAAAAAH0/AqBBq1ICgLs/s320/DSC00288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218771595773582306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is from love.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Puteri Nur Fatihah.&lt;br /&gt;Make me smile alot in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SGzNHvCUK8I/AAAAAAAAAH8/-pThCbyj5xk/s1600-h/DSC00289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SGzNHvCUK8I/AAAAAAAAAH8/-pThCbyj5xk/s320/DSC00289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218771600984517570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess this one from who???&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH MYSELF!&lt;br /&gt;Okay Retarded.&lt;br /&gt;Liyana,Nadia's sister,a primary 4 kid was able to psycho me to get that.&lt;br /&gt;BEN 10 is my hottest crush.&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough Im too old for his age,I dont give a shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In class today,&lt;br /&gt;Andrea and I did nothing in GEOG lesson except talking about our problems.&lt;br /&gt;Actually we spent the whole day talking.(Except Lit)&lt;br /&gt;During geog,we were both at our diaries,&lt;br /&gt;Jotting down every single misery in it.&lt;br /&gt;And we started to doodle on the diary for fun.&lt;br /&gt;Like some kindergarten kids.&lt;br /&gt;But she do most of the doodling.&lt;br /&gt;Im not the arts kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show you bits and pieces of the doodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SGzQD6hszPI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4HO9Zqd1gzM/s1600-h/DSC00281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SGzQD6hszPI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4HO9Zqd1gzM/s320/DSC00281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218774833884351730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Float away,you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SGzQE5pWNRI/AAAAAAAAAIs/-qf1k1D5O0o/s1600-h/DSC00285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SGzQE5pWNRI/AAAAAAAAAIs/-qf1k1D5O0o/s320/DSC00285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218774850827859218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your heart isnt enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SGzREirmPvI/AAAAAAAAAJE/dB_-8w9K0pg/s1600-h/DSC00283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SGzREirmPvI/AAAAAAAAAJE/dB_-8w9K0pg/s320/DSC00283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218775944174911218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy:Dont go cause I cant break away&lt;br /&gt;Girl:Im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Blogger uploader sucks so I lazy I leave it like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the sad part comes.&lt;br /&gt;During Amaths was free period.&lt;br /&gt;Blasted music in class,all those sad songs.&lt;br /&gt;Then I lie down at the back and cry cry cry.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like going to the beach and breakdown.&lt;br /&gt;Its like a nice place to break down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With every line,a teardrop falls &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-8770731217460369011?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/8770731217460369011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=8770731217460369011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/8770731217460369011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/8770731217460369011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-is-undescribable-day.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SGzNHbn7m-I/AAAAAAAAAH0/AqBBq1ICgLs/s72-c/DSC00288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6253822427060604357.post-1697509768457878619</id><published>2008-07-02T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T20:55:46.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was over and done with.&lt;br /&gt;I expected things will turn out this way.&lt;br /&gt;You are so predictable.&lt;br /&gt;And like I said I wont be the person I used to be for you.&lt;br /&gt;Say all you want,I wont turn back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish for the best for you.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will find your happiness.&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be happy when you are happy.&lt;br /&gt;It was great memories we have.&lt;br /&gt;So now its over,dont come and look for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Did you think that every time I see you I would cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No not me,not I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-1697509768457878619?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/1697509768457878619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=1697509768457878619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/1697509768457878619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/1697509768457878619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/07/it-was-over-and-done-with.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-2300435408996506394</id><published>2008-07-01T10:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T10:13:48.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got sick yesterday with high fever.&lt;br /&gt;Vomiting in sch like some pregnant girl.&lt;br /&gt;It was really bad.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for me,my beloved friends took care of me.&lt;br /&gt;They all told me to go home.&lt;br /&gt;But I said its okay later.maybe after recess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew you had the same recess as me.&lt;br /&gt;I waited in class.Waiting patiently.&lt;br /&gt;I thought of all people,&lt;br /&gt;you are the first one who would want to take care of me.&lt;br /&gt;But I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;You didnt even visit me.&lt;br /&gt;I waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until Iman said that I look like I was going to die.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone told me to go home.&lt;br /&gt;I was forced so I left sch.&lt;br /&gt;What hurt me was when you know im sick and yet you said so.&lt;br /&gt;Like it didnt mean anything to you.&lt;br /&gt;But its okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the doctor and my temp was 42.7&lt;br /&gt;And I got very bad swollen eye.&lt;br /&gt;He say I can go blind.&lt;br /&gt;And the funny thing was he said&lt;br /&gt;"You dont want to be like Kassim Selamat dont you."&lt;br /&gt;So he told me that I cant cry anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I must not cry.I must let my eyes rest.(So dont make me cry)&lt;br /&gt;Im coming to sch tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling a lot better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna say thank you very much to those friends who help yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Especially Nazeera,Andrea,Sharifah and Iman.&lt;br /&gt;Nazeera you really can be a good mother.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the massage,Nazeera.&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate it alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Promise not to leave me behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-2300435408996506394?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/2300435408996506394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=2300435408996506394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/2300435408996506394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/2300435408996506394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-got-sick-yesterday-with-high-fever.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-2668310306078665204</id><published>2008-06-30T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T20:30:53.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you know someone you love,wants to turn straight?&lt;br /&gt;Should you let her go or make her stay?&lt;br /&gt;She kept talking about this guy.&lt;br /&gt;Should i just let her get away.&lt;br /&gt;To think at least she's happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may show you the strong me.&lt;br /&gt;But i can never put the guard on for so long.&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're still a part of everything I do&lt;br /&gt;You're on my heart just like a tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-2668310306078665204?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/2668310306078665204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6253822427060604357.post-6827207497906531856</id><published>2008-06-22T17:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T18:59:51.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Phone got confiscated yesterday because of reading.&lt;br /&gt;How stupid does that sound.Really stupid.&lt;br /&gt;I was reading the book summer fling lend me.&lt;br /&gt;Just because i was at the living room.&lt;br /&gt;And the door was opened.&lt;br /&gt;He wants to off the lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got beaten up yesterday cause of reading in the living room.&lt;br /&gt;Then i went to my room to read.&lt;br /&gt;Basically my room isnt my room.&lt;br /&gt;So i dont like being in there.&lt;br /&gt;I locked the door. And read.&lt;br /&gt;Until i fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining with lightning and thunder.&lt;br /&gt;So they check up on me.&lt;br /&gt;They knocked the door.&lt;br /&gt;I opened.Just because i didnt open the door last night.&lt;br /&gt;I was asleep la.He took away my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I took it back from him.&lt;br /&gt;So the phone is with me now.&lt;br /&gt;And he doesnt know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;So not ready to go school.&lt;br /&gt;But oh well just have to go.&lt;br /&gt;thats all for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-6827207497906531856?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/6827207497906531856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=6827207497906531856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/6827207497906531856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/6827207497906531856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/06/phone-got-confiscated-yesterday-because.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-7007794890929060229</id><published>2008-06-20T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T21:48:51.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>19th June:&lt;br /&gt;Movie marathon was the best!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to kak nasuha,I have to wake up bloody early.&lt;br /&gt;The person who ask someone out,&lt;br /&gt;supposed to be there earlier than that someone.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Summer fling dont know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 7.30.&lt;br /&gt;Cook up breakfast for the family.&lt;br /&gt;And get ready to go out.&lt;br /&gt;Later that I know when I was walking to the lrt station at 9.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Summer fling just woke up.&lt;br /&gt;And she still have to clean her cat mess.&lt;br /&gt;Since she know she going to be late,she delay the meet up at 10.15.&lt;br /&gt;I was at commonwealth at 9.50.&lt;br /&gt;Played the 4by4 cube till she comes around 10.20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Kungfu Panda and The Incredible Hulk.&lt;br /&gt;Kungfu Panda was hilarious. I love the Mantis.&lt;br /&gt;He look small on the outside but big on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is bigger than he is.But as strong as others.&lt;br /&gt;The move i like the most is the finger hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incredible hulk was action-packed.&lt;br /&gt;It was great until she ditched me for HULK.&lt;br /&gt;She said Hulk is cuter than I am.&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh,please la Im more adorable than he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to summer fling who lend me a book.&lt;br /&gt;Got me hooked to reading.&lt;br /&gt;The three books by Dave Pelzer.&lt;br /&gt;Its a nice book. Scary,most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;Im going to start reading the Lost Boy later tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag replies:&lt;br /&gt;SUMMER FLING: Oh Alright.Its a DEAD FROG.Happy? I love you too.&lt;br /&gt;Liyana:Oh shutup will you. Hahah but i agree its funny though.&lt;br /&gt;             But i dont like it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't go on&lt;br /&gt;Living in the memory of our song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-7007794890929060229?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/7007794890929060229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=7007794890929060229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/7007794890929060229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/7007794890929060229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/06/19th-june-movie-marathon-was-best.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-1764450238083379171</id><published>2008-06-16T20:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T20:53:53.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The trip wasnt that fun.&lt;br /&gt;Even during the trip,we talked about her.&lt;br /&gt;So irritating. And i have a brother who wants to be a girl.&lt;br /&gt;And being so selfish.&lt;br /&gt;As a guy,you should be doing the carrying of bags to the rooms.&lt;br /&gt;But no he only carry his own PS2 bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i had to carry all the bags to the room.&lt;br /&gt;I was telling him that i make a better guy that he is.&lt;br /&gt;Then he said i make a better girl than you are.&lt;br /&gt;Well true.He's super gay and weak.&lt;br /&gt;He walks like a girl too sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;He is mommy's baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the fireflies were pretty.&lt;br /&gt;Really pretty.Its like a natural blinking light.&lt;br /&gt;It stands out when it blinks.&lt;br /&gt;And they have the light to mate.&lt;br /&gt;How cool is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upload pictures when i can find the time.&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year ago was a regret.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-1764450238083379171?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/1764450238083379171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=1764450238083379171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/1764450238083379171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/1764450238083379171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/06/trip-wasnt-that-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-929806420255316263</id><published>2008-06-15T00:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T00:56:49.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI. REZWANA'S COMING BACK HOME IN A FEW HOURS TIME!&lt;br /&gt;I CANNOT SLEEP BECAUSE I CANNOT WAIT FOR HER TO COME BACK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to the owner of this blog, don't kill me when you see this post. I couldn't take it you see. But I know you'll be smiling smiling to yourself like some crazy freako when you see this. See! You're smiling! (Haha, I sound like a psycho)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I miss you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i73.photobucket.com/albums/i218/nurul17/P8250226.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you doing math while I distract you&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm supaaa restlessss.&lt;br /&gt;Faster come back, will you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-929806420255316263?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/929806420255316263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=929806420255316263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/929806420255316263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/929806420255316263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/06/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-5455890175299731977</id><published>2008-06-12T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T12:19:51.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im leaving in a few hours time.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to be far far away from it.&lt;br /&gt;But damaged has been done.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can possibly change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrote the letter thats were meant for you from mum.&lt;br /&gt;Its long seriously long,but i always wonder and ponder,&lt;br /&gt;when i stare at that letter.&lt;br /&gt;Are you going to read it or just dump in the bin or even tear it apart.&lt;br /&gt;The thought of it scares me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As how much I want to witness the ceremony,&lt;br /&gt;I cant cause you didnt invite me personally.&lt;br /&gt;I cant possibly just come without an invitation.&lt;br /&gt;Well even,i was invited by grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;But I want you to invite us.&lt;br /&gt;Its not much to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the carpet,it beautify and decorate the house.&lt;br /&gt;Fill up the space and even provide warmth for us.&lt;br /&gt;But carpet is the one also capture dirt and germs.&lt;br /&gt;It takes alot of effort,time and energy to clean,maintain it.&lt;br /&gt;As a owner you would love and keep the carpet or pay someone to clean it&lt;br /&gt;Or worst scenario dump in the bin.&lt;br /&gt;Even the best vacuum cleaner cant help to clean the carpet properly.&lt;br /&gt;So what do you wanna be the carpet where you are treated like queen.&lt;br /&gt;Or be the owner or the cleaner.&lt;br /&gt;Mum is tired,too tired to be any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tried to be owner do the parenting and educate you&lt;br /&gt;but you throw her away.&lt;br /&gt;A few years back she was the cleaner.&lt;br /&gt;Provide with anything you ask for but like the carpet&lt;br /&gt;your owner is the one get to enjoy your warmth not the cleaner.&lt;br /&gt;That is how mum feels. She tried to give anything so that you will return.&lt;br /&gt;bought you a new bed,new wardrobe,new dresser.&lt;br /&gt;Even constantly giving a you a almost a thousand allowance a month.&lt;br /&gt;But you said that they never love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad gave a 10 years gap between you and me.&lt;br /&gt;because he wanted to show you that he could love you.&lt;br /&gt;so that when i come around you wouldnt say that&lt;br /&gt;Dad gives me more attention cause im his by blood.&lt;br /&gt;but you never give him a chance.&lt;br /&gt;you kept running away when he let out his arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let go of this matter a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;but seeing them getting hurt,just hurt me too.&lt;br /&gt;I accepted you even you didnt care.&lt;br /&gt;Its like im never had a sister.&lt;br /&gt;But you know i still love you.&lt;br /&gt;But to you im always the kiddo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to forget about this when i see the fireflies.&lt;br /&gt;So who wants fireflies as souveniors.&lt;br /&gt;I cant possibly catch all but i'll try.&lt;br /&gt;The sad thing is that they only leave for two months.&lt;br /&gt;How sad. But actually for the better.&lt;br /&gt;The longer you stay the more problems you will obtain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was such a beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my summer fling who tried to cheer up after all this.&lt;br /&gt;Like trying to make me pissed before leaving.&lt;br /&gt;Its really hard to try to get me pissed actually.&lt;br /&gt;She tried so hard,but when i say something,she get pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we went east coast to walk around.&lt;br /&gt;We actually did walk alot.&lt;br /&gt;And we saw a bloody dead rat which got run over i think.&lt;br /&gt;She screamed,I just stare.&lt;br /&gt;After that we had bus rides.&lt;br /&gt;After today,bus rides are never the same anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna thank her for today.&lt;br /&gt;You did against all odds to make me laugh alot.&lt;br /&gt;And today is just loooooooovvvvvvvvvveeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for again for the wonderful day.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag replies:&lt;br /&gt;fadilah: Thanks for being there for me. Im there for you when you need me.&lt;br /&gt;khalya: Thanks for the cheerups.Yeah an outing soon.aight.&lt;br /&gt;-: i know i can alway count on you.but i'll try to handle this on my own first okay.&lt;br /&gt;   thanks for offering. oh and i miss you alot.&lt;br /&gt;Sharifah: Hey buddy,thanks man.Everyone has issues just cant run away from them&lt;br /&gt;                Let hang out together. 1 2 3 Hang! See you in sch soon.&lt;br /&gt;nurul: Hey its been a long time since we talked.And please please dont call me kak Wana.&lt;br /&gt;           Haahaha it kinda make me laugh cause i remember you guys sing the kak wana with&lt;br /&gt;            the elmo tune.&lt;br /&gt;Nameraa(: :Thanks. Returning a favour is a big favour. I'll open up when i need to k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause sometimes i like to handle it on my own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-5455890175299731977?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/5455890175299731977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=5455890175299731977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/5455890175299731977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/5455890175299731977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-leaving-in-few-hours-time.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-5049568828691377083</id><published>2008-06-10T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T23:35:36.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everyone has issues.&lt;br /&gt;Be it you like or not.&lt;br /&gt;Well currently I dont like it.&lt;br /&gt;Cause they are not directly my issue.&lt;br /&gt;But it became my issue.&lt;br /&gt;Cause why...&lt;br /&gt;Cause we are a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father trying to kidnap most of the family away for vacation.&lt;br /&gt;Not like its not a nice thing.&lt;br /&gt;But its on that particular date.&lt;br /&gt;The date where its supposed to be my sister's big day.&lt;br /&gt;14th of June.But we are leaving on the 13th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we might not like it.&lt;br /&gt;But the least we could do is be supportive.&lt;br /&gt;Hell,no for my parents.&lt;br /&gt;They just couldnt face her thats all.&lt;br /&gt;Not because they are in guilt.&lt;br /&gt;Its because they are still angry at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still bearing grudge against her.&lt;br /&gt;Well its her fault that she didnt be this didnt do that.&lt;br /&gt;And they are angry cause she never regard them as her parents.&lt;br /&gt;What am i supposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;When she ran away to grandparents,i wasnt even born yet.&lt;br /&gt;When she was in love with the guy,i was not even mature yet.&lt;br /&gt;Still a kiddo.Wearing diapers and trying to learn how to talk.&lt;br /&gt;I was three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 10 years being older than me.&lt;br /&gt;You's blaming on me for taking away our parents attention.&lt;br /&gt;You got the 10 years to have their love.&lt;br /&gt;But you throw it all away.&lt;br /&gt;Cause you want everyone else attention.&lt;br /&gt;Cause you are the freaking first granddaughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when i was born,my dad gave me his attention.&lt;br /&gt;Like 24 hours everyday,you got jealous.&lt;br /&gt;And angry at them,dont talk to them since then.&lt;br /&gt;Now you are getting engage and they dont want to be there.&lt;br /&gt;You blaming it at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt do anything to you.&lt;br /&gt;You are just one pathetic person who blame everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;But not yourself cause of your pride.&lt;br /&gt;Screw your pride,they are your parents.&lt;br /&gt;Like it or not you have to get their blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one day,you are going to regret.&lt;br /&gt;And say that they were right.&lt;br /&gt;I'll pray that that wont happen.&lt;br /&gt;Cause its too late by then.&lt;br /&gt;Damage has been done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a daughter the least you could do when you wanna get engage is&lt;br /&gt;Step into the house where we always have an empty room for you.&lt;br /&gt;Which it was supposed to be mine now.&lt;br /&gt;But i didnt want it cause I thought you would come back.&lt;br /&gt;Step into the house,talk to my parents about it.&lt;br /&gt;Invite them for the ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;At least it would be a nice thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather than letting our grandparents to do the dirty work for you.&lt;br /&gt;And i was grateful i was away and not witness those horrible things.&lt;br /&gt;Now,my parents had made up my mind to not go at all.&lt;br /&gt;And let everyone talks about why isnt the ceremony held at our home.&lt;br /&gt;And you will be the one facing the shame.&lt;br /&gt;But you wont care cause you wont get the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People will say my parents dont care about their own daughter.&lt;br /&gt;They are being heartless and irresponsible parents.&lt;br /&gt;And i wont let that happen.&lt;br /&gt;Cause they dont deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to talk to you about this.&lt;br /&gt;But no,you told me to stay out of this.&lt;br /&gt;Cause you think Im still a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why you think im a kid.&lt;br /&gt;Cause you dont care about me.&lt;br /&gt;All you care about is your pathetic life.&lt;br /&gt;Being selfish,you are only talking to me when you feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;On other days,you dont even know what is going on in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Its like I never exist.&lt;br /&gt;But everyday I know everything about your life bit by bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But grandparents dont want that to happen.&lt;br /&gt;And cause of you and your pride&lt;br /&gt;Everyone else is trying to coax my parents out of their stubbornness&lt;br /&gt;Aunties,Uncles, Grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;All doing things you should have done.&lt;br /&gt;Why dont you just do it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Like I said its all cause of your pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Im getting really tired of listening.&lt;br /&gt;Listening to all the craps I have to listen when my mum speaks.&lt;br /&gt;All she talk since that day grandparents came was you.&lt;br /&gt;Saying this,saying that. Repeat it again again.&lt;br /&gt;Never they got tired of it.&lt;br /&gt;Talking about what should you have done.&lt;br /&gt;And kept asking me whether she was right as a mum.&lt;br /&gt;And you know what, i havent even have a daughter.&lt;br /&gt;And she's asking me about mum question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I dont listen,who will listen to her.&lt;br /&gt;No one will listen to her.&lt;br /&gt;Im her only daughter left.&lt;br /&gt;And trying very hard to lift up their expectation&lt;br /&gt;And trying not to drop anymore pinch of salt on their wound.&lt;br /&gt;She wrote all those letters for you.&lt;br /&gt;She havent wrote them but she typed them on her phone.&lt;br /&gt;All those letters that she intend to give it you on 14th june,your big day.&lt;br /&gt;But she cant seem to write it on paper.&lt;br /&gt;And told me to write it. But I just dont want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When those letters reach upon your hand,&lt;br /&gt;We will be in selangor visiting the fireflies there.&lt;br /&gt;And I bet you wont even look at it.&lt;br /&gt;You will just tear it apart cause you dont care.&lt;br /&gt;You simply dont care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasted so many tears on you.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who really dont know that she's hurting her own blood.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who dont know she giving so much pain in many people.&lt;br /&gt;I never blame on the guy who made you blind.&lt;br /&gt;I blame it on you cause you have choices.&lt;br /&gt;But you still stick the same choice which you know we dont like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im done wasting my breath and tears for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want was for you to care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-5049568828691377083?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/5049568828691377083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=5049568828691377083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/5049568828691377083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/5049568828691377083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/06/everyone-has-issues.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-6746668127452790</id><published>2008-06-07T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T20:22:20.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dont ever tell someone that you will call the person back.&lt;br /&gt;Or text or anything.&lt;br /&gt;Cause sometimes it will make the person wait.&lt;br /&gt;Till the time where they will fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;But its okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause not like it mean anything to you.&lt;br /&gt;Or it bothers you anything.&lt;br /&gt;Its just a small matter.&lt;br /&gt;So just forget about it to people who ever felt that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag replies:&lt;br /&gt;ILYA: Hello you too. Of course I remember you.&lt;br /&gt;            Some crazy junior you are.&lt;br /&gt;            (take that as a compliment).&lt;br /&gt;xiuxian: DUHH!!! Big bang rocks la babe!&lt;br /&gt;-:I miss you too. meet up sometimes,when you are free?&lt;br /&gt;HAZZIE: You arh! Like some jakun person seh.&lt;br /&gt;QISTINA: HELLO TOO.But whats with the omgomg?&lt;br /&gt;                    Saw you last thursday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-6746668127452790?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/6746668127452790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=6746668127452790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/6746668127452790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/6746668127452790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/06/dont-ever-tell-someone-that-you-will.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-5616358864570715152</id><published>2008-06-03T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T22:29:03.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had intensive for maths since monday.&lt;br /&gt;And I can actually do maths&lt;br /&gt;After the lesson.I mean like understand the lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Intensive class wasnt that intensive.&lt;br /&gt;Until your brain can explode,not that kind.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the intern teacher is flexible.&lt;br /&gt;We could eat,drink,blast music and even laugh around.&lt;br /&gt;All that but still we learn something.&lt;br /&gt;Kind of surprising. But still fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came quite early today.&lt;br /&gt;And I had a 20 mins one on one session.&lt;br /&gt;It was torturous when she kept looking at everything.&lt;br /&gt;But after some people came it became okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost the end of the lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Korean song came out.&lt;br /&gt;Some of us completed the assignment already.&lt;br /&gt;So The teacher who took 2 years of korean language.&lt;br /&gt;Thought us some words and talk about koreans.&lt;br /&gt;1 and half hour lesson can fly that fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eventhough the day had been fun,something is still a miss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-5616358864570715152?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/5616358864570715152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=5616358864570715152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/5616358864570715152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/5616358864570715152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/06/had-intensive-for-maths-since-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-3596926376871922538</id><published>2008-05-30T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T22:55:26.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im stucked to korean songs!&lt;br /&gt;Especially big bang,Goodbye baby and Forever with you&lt;br /&gt;I have been listening to them since last year.&lt;br /&gt;But only got crazier cause cause of Xiu Xian!!!&lt;br /&gt;My beloved watch mate la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to her,I got all the big bang songs.&lt;br /&gt;All of them are freaking cute la.&lt;br /&gt;Especially Tae yang, Daesung!&lt;br /&gt;So damn adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay thats all today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-4465138440680020826</id><published>2008-05-28T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T21:44:44.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Something really cool happen today.&lt;br /&gt;I went to pasir laba camp to watch my brother's graduation.&lt;br /&gt;Getting his segeant rank.&lt;br /&gt;And also getting that sword!&lt;br /&gt;(I'll upload pictures later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was drizzling so it was kinda cool.&lt;br /&gt;At around 3,they started to march.&lt;br /&gt;Im like the video camera and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;When all of them were parading,it was the funny part.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was trying to locate my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His platoon is Juliet and he's in group 9.&lt;br /&gt;So we are sort of dont know where is he.&lt;br /&gt;My mom thought there's this guy look like him.&lt;br /&gt;She was confident by saying&lt;br /&gt;"Only mother can spot the son"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was not him.&lt;br /&gt;I told her everyone look the same la please.&lt;br /&gt;With the bulk muscles and the tan skin.&lt;br /&gt;Also the almost bald hair cut.&lt;br /&gt;Of course everyone look the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday something incredibly odd happen.&lt;br /&gt;I was out with my parents at johore.&lt;br /&gt;We were at Xtra buying stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to look at the handphone shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this three girls aged around 17-19.&lt;br /&gt;They were sitting on the chair.&lt;br /&gt;One of them was talking to the salesman.&lt;br /&gt;And the other two was just eating mangoes.&lt;br /&gt;One feeding the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just looking around.&lt;br /&gt;When the girl who was feeding the mangoes to the other,&lt;br /&gt;Ask me "Nak manga(do you want mango)"&lt;br /&gt;Then I said,"Urgh,no thank you(in malay)"&lt;br /&gt;When I walked away,they were laughing at each other.&lt;br /&gt;They give me a fright la. Luckily they were girls.&lt;br /&gt;If they were guys,I swear i'll RUNNNNNN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berdua denganmu pasti lebih baik.&lt;br /&gt;Aku yakin itu bila sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;(remind me of your singing months ago).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-4465138440680020826?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/4465138440680020826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=4465138440680020826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/4465138440680020826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Listening to my nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;And pacify me when I cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Kak Nas:&lt;br /&gt;I know you have the best interest at heart.&lt;br /&gt;Listing down homework for me.&lt;br /&gt;Shows that you care.&lt;br /&gt;And me doing homework would be a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;I'll work not only for the Snickers but for myself.&lt;br /&gt;And Can you please stop punching my face,&lt;br /&gt;Pinching me and tickle me at my weak spot.&lt;br /&gt;Its been fun having you around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Blur Hayyu:&lt;br /&gt;I know you are not going to read this.&lt;br /&gt;But I'll still type it out.&lt;br /&gt;Listening to my craps is a difficult thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;And I appreciate that you have been putting up with me.&lt;br /&gt;Congrats for topping the class for MATHS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag replies:&lt;br /&gt;Nameraa: Hey.And your welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;space&gt;  Its my pleasure to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;space&gt;  Meet up soon aights.&lt;br /&gt;Nasuha : I know its kinda weird for me to be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;space&gt;  Trying to be a doctor.So tak suit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;space&gt;  See you tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Fadilah: Degil!Kepala batu betul la.&lt;br /&gt;nisa   : Hi NISAAAAAAAAAA!!&lt;br /&gt;JESSica: We are so much alike!&lt;br /&gt;ruiqi  : Finally right spelling for your name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;space&gt;  See you around k.And cold water and tap water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;space&gt;  are still awesome!&lt;br /&gt;kanice:  I miss singing too.Surprisingly it didnt rain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;space&gt;  Miss Cousteau and Elton da handsome&lt;br /&gt;HAZZ!E:  I miss WANI-ing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the sweetest taste of sins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-5317707634386300916?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6253822427060604357.post-4628225734618389805</id><published>2008-05-25T21:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T22:34:11.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SDlvL45NjAI/AAAAAAAAAHk/6N1aqrR8M9Q/s1600-h/DSC00164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SDlvL45NjAI/AAAAAAAAAHk/6N1aqrR8M9Q/s320/DSC00164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204313094444911618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(do you remember this?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my brother is crazy about water babies.&lt;br /&gt;Like some childhood deprived kid.&lt;br /&gt;And he's freaking annoying now.&lt;br /&gt;He thinks he owned my tablet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened today.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I was stucked at home.&lt;br /&gt;And days are getting much more humid each day.&lt;br /&gt;Sweat like a waterfall today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna thank somebody today.&lt;br /&gt;The person is kinda unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Amirah:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for today.&lt;br /&gt;I hope I helped to save your boredom&lt;br /&gt;By causing you troubles.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you didnt mind helping with things,&lt;br /&gt;Im so not good at.&lt;br /&gt;Well thank you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's gonna be A BIG day for Alot of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the Sec 4s:&lt;br /&gt;All the best for your mother tongue paper.&lt;br /&gt;You all have come a long way.&lt;br /&gt;Run over all the obstacles.&lt;br /&gt;And everyday intensive classes.&lt;br /&gt;Im sure you all can do it!&lt;br /&gt;Think positively everything will be just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Fadilah:&lt;br /&gt;All the best to you too.&lt;br /&gt;You just need to have a little bit more faith.&lt;br /&gt;And a lot of self-esteem.&lt;br /&gt;You have been doing well all this time.&lt;br /&gt;So keep on going okay.You can do it!&lt;br /&gt;All the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Namera:&lt;br /&gt;Happy 14 years and 11 months old today.&lt;br /&gt;One more month you will join me in being 15!&lt;br /&gt;Not like its a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;But neither it is a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;So take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you didnt notice,you mean everything&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-4628225734618389805?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/4628225734618389805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6253822427060604357.post-5021703838480945344</id><published>2008-05-22T22:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T15:13:18.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I swear i think today is unlike any other day.&lt;br /&gt;Things are going a different direction.&lt;br /&gt;Like laughing like Im on ecstasy.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I am a drug addict.&lt;br /&gt;Take a drug turn them into love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE lesson were fun.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the game of Handball.&lt;br /&gt;Great teamwork from my group.&lt;br /&gt;And it irritates Zee till she hit me with the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During amaths period.&lt;br /&gt;Spent time with liyana.Walking around sch.&lt;br /&gt;Next half of the period hang out with zee,sharifah and andrea.&lt;br /&gt;Doing nothing except talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Zee had to slap my face real hard.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe the impact was hard cause i was shocked.&lt;br /&gt;But she has no reason to.&lt;br /&gt;Not a Valid one. She said cause i was being ego.&lt;br /&gt;Slap me cause Im ego.(What the hell).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And said it to her face before i left was...&lt;br /&gt;"Even my girlfriend never slap my face"&lt;br /&gt;And I walked away.&lt;br /&gt;I was pissed.Cause..grr forget it.&lt;br /&gt;(Man im becoming more and more like puma)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school,trading diaries are cool.&lt;br /&gt;Laughing like im drugged by morphine.&lt;br /&gt;Some facts are funny i must say.&lt;br /&gt;Like a birthday wish of being treated with fame and cash.&lt;br /&gt;Diaries are sweet when i think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I have a sudden inspiration on poems.&lt;br /&gt;I mean writing poem.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I never like poems. Never write one either.&lt;br /&gt;Not until yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And writing poems make me realised that im not strong after all.&lt;br /&gt;In the inside,Im soft-hearted,brittle and fragile.&lt;br /&gt;On the outside is all a facade.&lt;br /&gt;Look strong like nothing can bring me down.&lt;br /&gt;But actually the inside sometimes incidents pinned me down.&lt;br /&gt;Only my outside doesnt show it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Liyana:&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for ditching you.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously didnt see you in class just now.&lt;br /&gt;I think i need a eye check.&lt;br /&gt;And dont think to much.&lt;br /&gt;It will make you more insecure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Fadilah:&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes things dont go your way.&lt;br /&gt;Parents are always protective.&lt;br /&gt;Showing they care is by scolding.&lt;br /&gt;Its indeed the hard way.But they are parents.&lt;br /&gt;One day you will be like that.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much you dont want to be like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now what matter is your health.&lt;br /&gt;Since you have a slight fever.&lt;br /&gt;Take a panadol and take a rest.&lt;br /&gt;Panadol helps to prevent disturbance during your sleep.&lt;br /&gt;And sleep is important&lt;br /&gt;Cause you are going to need it.&lt;br /&gt;O's on Monday.You got to be prepared&lt;br /&gt;And well enough to take the paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats it for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ku tak bisa menjuarai&lt;br /&gt;Jiwa yang tak ku punya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-5021703838480945344?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/5021703838480945344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=5021703838480945344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/5021703838480945344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/5021703838480945344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-swear-i-think-today-is-unlike-any.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-3038628261877321427</id><published>2008-05-21T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T21:33:31.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happen today.&lt;br /&gt;The major event were house mascot dance competition.&lt;br /&gt;And the House Leaders stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Also lessons after exams which sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House mascot dance is SUPER ADORABLE.&lt;br /&gt;FRY won!!!! And Jie Ying you super rock ah.&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to Fry-mates.&lt;br /&gt;I think Gracia is super adorable and funny&lt;br /&gt;Being in the mascot, The Crocodile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Lessons after exams cant get any better.&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt concentrate during lessons.&lt;br /&gt;Not that its boring.Well Pure lit is interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Its just that im not in the right mood to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell you something I think funny happen in class.&lt;br /&gt;My class wanted to watch movie.&lt;br /&gt;The first time Sharifah on the movie.&lt;br /&gt;My lit teacher came in.So she had to off it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second time she on it,Bio teacher came in.&lt;br /&gt;Third time she on it,Emaths teacher came in.&lt;br /&gt;The last time she on it,Chem teacher came in.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah pity her alot.Should have seen her face.&lt;br /&gt;Only people who know her very well can picture it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ku tak bisa menjuarai&lt;br /&gt;Jiwa yang ku tak punya&lt;br /&gt;(I just like the phrase)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-3038628261877321427?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/3038628261877321427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=3038628261877321427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/3038628261877321427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/3038628261877321427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello_21.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-8368850533681454164</id><published>2008-05-18T12:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T15:25:35.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;Its been a long time since im MIA.&lt;br /&gt;So I got a lot of things to write.&lt;br /&gt;I swear this post is gonna be the longest i ever posted.&lt;br /&gt;Have a great time reading it.&lt;br /&gt;This post is dedicated to the Cousteau family.&lt;br /&gt;And esp Elton,our instructor(but i dont think he has time reading it.)&lt;br /&gt;Firstly sorry,i havent get the photos.Later i'll upload it.&lt;br /&gt;And show you the COUSTEAU family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been gone for 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;5 days and 4 nights.And for that long.&lt;br /&gt;Of course I got alot of things to write.&lt;br /&gt;I swear I never been this crazy in my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1:&lt;br /&gt;First day when we reached Pulau Ubin,&lt;br /&gt;Cousteau was a dead watch.&lt;br /&gt;(dont you agree Cousteau)&lt;br /&gt;Anw Cousteau is pronounce as Cous-to.&lt;br /&gt;And not Cost-stew.I got that wrong the first time.&lt;br /&gt;While other watch was super HIGH!&lt;br /&gt;But not ours.We are so so dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My watchmates were Fadhillah,Diyanah,&lt;br /&gt;Christabel,Xiu xian,Kanice,Hannah,Cindi,&lt;br /&gt;Grace,Belinda,Hui Yan,Isabella,Kah Huan,Chen Ning&lt;br /&gt;and not forgetting Rui Qi.(please tell me i got the spelling right)&lt;br /&gt;And most of the people I dont know that well.Sort of Strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the jetty ride.We assemble in the MPH at Camp 2.&lt;br /&gt;And its time to get to know YOUR INSTRUCTOR!&lt;br /&gt;Guess what it wasnt as what it seem.&lt;br /&gt;One after another the watches were called,&lt;br /&gt;And screamings were heard.&lt;br /&gt;In order to know your instructors,you hav to shout as loud as possible.&lt;br /&gt;Then the instructors will come out and show their faces.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knew theirs except us Cousteau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we didnt shout.&lt;br /&gt;When one of the instructor called Cousteau!&lt;br /&gt;There was silences.No one shouted.&lt;br /&gt;There was no bond whatsoever&lt;br /&gt;After every watch know their instructors.&lt;br /&gt;We were called once again.We shouted.&lt;br /&gt;But not that loud.But we IMPROVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our instructor is ELTON KANG!&lt;br /&gt;Ehem not Elton John okay.He isnt gay.&lt;br /&gt;He's the youngest male instructor in OBS.&lt;br /&gt;Surely the lamest person I met there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing to do the admin work.&lt;br /&gt;Elton could not take the solemn occasion.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was quiet including me.There was silence.&lt;br /&gt;Elton just wanted to make the event livelier so he started his lame jokes.&lt;br /&gt;Which is dang lame like about Mas Selamat.&lt;br /&gt;Its kinda stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we took a group photo with Elton&lt;br /&gt;Its on my mirror now.But then the picture has no meaning.&lt;br /&gt;Cause we are so not bonded yet la seh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First two days of OBS was a learning experience.&lt;br /&gt;A learning experience of Land &amp;amp; Sea Expedition.&lt;br /&gt;First day we learnt how to belay and rock climbing.&lt;br /&gt;It was a dang fun and something new.&lt;br /&gt;I was the model used to climb for demostration&lt;br /&gt;Pull by Elton himself.It was fun though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that learn how to pitch the Army tent.&lt;br /&gt;It was hell a hard time but it was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;Cooking on the first day.Learnt to cook rice.&lt;br /&gt;Thought it would be simple.But it is hard.&lt;br /&gt;We almost burnt it a little.But the food was kinda okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After meeting and all,we went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;It wasnt as bad as we thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;Although there were sand.I find it okay.&lt;br /&gt;But didnt sleep that soundly.Keep on waking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2:&lt;br /&gt;Pack our bags the day before already so its not that bad(rushing)&lt;br /&gt;We wake up at 5 am.OH OH! I forgot to talk about the tent.&lt;br /&gt;My tent mates were Diyanah,Fadhillah,Christabel &amp;amp; Hannah.&lt;br /&gt;According to sleeping positions.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw continue with Day 2.&lt;br /&gt;Since we are going trekking.So from DAy 1 place(camp 2)&lt;br /&gt;We will be going Camp 1 which about a few kilometres from each other.&lt;br /&gt;Since the navigators need to lead the way.&lt;br /&gt;Learn to use the compass and map.&lt;br /&gt;A simple journey can teach us that.&lt;br /&gt;Navigators were Christabel and Fadhillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a few hours to reach camp 1.&lt;br /&gt;At camp 1,we got a chance to rock climb.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun but the challenge is that we have to get points as many as possible.&lt;br /&gt;To get the full course meal that were cook for us.&lt;br /&gt;And if we get this points,we will get the food allocated.&lt;br /&gt;You get what i mean right.&lt;br /&gt;For example &lt;15 points,we will only get rice.&lt;br /&gt;But for &lt;120 points,we will get everything-rice,veggie,chicken,fish and cold drinks.&lt;br /&gt;Finally nice food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thats not all.&lt;br /&gt;We had kayaking learning experience.&lt;br /&gt;Because Day 3 is Sea expedition&lt;br /&gt;We learnt how to rescue a capsize kayak and stay calm.&lt;br /&gt;Capsizing was wet and easy to do.&lt;br /&gt;Rescuing sucks. It is damn tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3:Sea Expedition&lt;br /&gt;We are well-equip and well prepared for the Sea Expedition.&lt;br /&gt;All the instructors thought everything we need to know&lt;br /&gt;Cousteau and Da Gama learn to rescue.&lt;br /&gt;Cook and Columbus learnt to do the catepillar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we set off the journey at 9 am.&lt;br /&gt;But there was a warning of Category 1 lightning.&lt;br /&gt;So we went back to Camp 1 MPH for shelter.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was bored la.My babe Xiu xian and I were eating orange.&lt;br /&gt;Lying down.We were about to fall asleep la.&lt;br /&gt;Then updates said we can continue with the journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 10 we set off.We kayak around Pulau Ubin to Jelutong about 17km.&lt;br /&gt;Its 3 quarters of the perimeter of Pulau Ubin.&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly there was a storm.So we had to go back to shore.&lt;br /&gt;We were soaking wet.And the wind make us shiver to the bone.&lt;br /&gt;There was lightning so the instructors instruct us to squat down.&lt;br /&gt;Due to the coldness,I thought of the penguin formation on animal planet.&lt;br /&gt;Which save them from the cold during winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will stick closely together for warmth.&lt;br /&gt;Its like a circle.Outside people will feel the cold protecting the inside people.&lt;br /&gt;When the outside people feel cold we will switch position.&lt;br /&gt;We did the formation with my guidance and others cooperation.&lt;br /&gt;Working together is so important.&lt;br /&gt;I was holding on My babe Xiu Xian and Shy Rui Qi.&lt;br /&gt;The ponchos came soon after that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It blocks the wind so we wont be that cold.&lt;br /&gt;Isabella the Pornstar didnt wanna squat.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly we saw a lightning we dragged her down as fast as possible.&lt;br /&gt;After that we sang 'Rain Rain Go Away' song.&lt;br /&gt;Damn childish but i swear its adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we wanna leave that place,Its already 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;So Guek Fong(sp?), Da Gama's instructor told us to take the quarter route.&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly to be shorter but its not really quarter.&lt;br /&gt;Due to time constraint,we took it.Its about 8 km i think.&lt;br /&gt;The storm experience was a moment i cant forget.&lt;br /&gt;We reach Jelutong at around 5.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;Arrange our kayak and pitch our tent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pitching our tent was much harder.&lt;br /&gt;Cause we had to find the ant colony area.&lt;br /&gt;So that we wont pitch there.&lt;br /&gt;And we cant used the pegs(sp?).We had to use stones.&lt;br /&gt;Pitching in the dark is another problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that,we wanted to change to dry clothes.&lt;br /&gt;But my clothes all were soaking wet.&lt;br /&gt;Because of the rain.But still i had to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part was the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;Its like 200+m away from the campsite.&lt;br /&gt;Then the toilet has no lights.&lt;br /&gt;So decided to strip outside.&lt;br /&gt;Outside safer than inside la.&lt;br /&gt;Mass stripping right Fadhillah,Chris and Hui yan??&lt;br /&gt;It was too dark so cant see a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking back was quite okay.&lt;br /&gt;Eating time was fun.Chris failed her homec during sec 1 and 2&lt;br /&gt;But we trust her that her cooking is good just that the tcher suck.&lt;br /&gt;We were cooking Maggi curry chicken with sausage and curry chicken.&lt;br /&gt;And tell you what.Its the tastiest thing we tasted so far.&lt;br /&gt;While eating,Fad ask Hui yan whats her name.&lt;br /&gt;Hui yan da bomb la.After two days still cant remember our names&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she confidently say 'I know I know.Erm erm Fatimah!'&lt;br /&gt;We all were like haiyo. then she guess again.&lt;br /&gt;"Erm erm Falidah".We shook heads.&lt;br /&gt;Then last guess "Falihah.Aiya i give up ah."&lt;br /&gt;Haha.Since then fadhillah is FATIMAH the maid!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating,we were washing up utensil.&lt;br /&gt;Most of us are wearing shoes and fadhillah was wearing sandals.&lt;br /&gt;Kanice,Chris and I gave her our utensil.&lt;br /&gt;We got spotlight on her(our torchlight).&lt;br /&gt;Then we sang "Im bringing sexy back Yeah!"&lt;br /&gt;Guess what Fadhillah shake her booty la. Damn sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after,I,Hannah,Chris,Xiu xian and Fadhillah really need to pee badly.&lt;br /&gt;So we had a mass peeing session.&lt;br /&gt;We stood behind the tree facing the sea.&lt;br /&gt;Stood far apart from one another.&lt;br /&gt;And we go '1,2,3 AHHH!(pull down pants)Ahhh!!(pull up pants)&lt;br /&gt;Didnt dare to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But due to bladder cant take it&lt;br /&gt;We go 1,2,3 and pee. Unforgettable memories.&lt;br /&gt;After that wanted to brush teeth.&lt;br /&gt;We walking away from the campsite towards the woods.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly something ran straight towards us.&lt;br /&gt;First thought "WILD BOAR!"&lt;br /&gt;But haha it was only a black dog.&lt;br /&gt;Later we decided to brush teeth near the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping time was annoying.&lt;br /&gt;I was shivering due to wet clothes.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily i close the tent opening.And i wasnt that cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4:Land Expedition.&lt;br /&gt;We unpitched the tents.&lt;br /&gt;Pack our bags.And had breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;Bread with peanut butter or butte or orange marmalade.&lt;br /&gt;After that we carried our backpacks which is as heavy as 14kg.&lt;br /&gt;A little bit more to half my eight. Im about 37kg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We set off the journey from Jelutong to East side of Ubin.&lt;br /&gt;Which is Cheh Jawa.And from there to the West side of Ubin to Camp 2.&lt;br /&gt;Both are two ends of Pulau Ubin.&lt;br /&gt;Its as far as 16km or actually more than that.&lt;br /&gt;We aim to reach camp 2 at 4.Trekking about 6 hours or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking Cheh Jawa which is not even one third of the journey.&lt;br /&gt;Its already damn tiring.Luckily we took turns to carry tents.&lt;br /&gt;But all the pain was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;We got to see crabs,fiddle crabs,mudskipper and monitor lizards.&lt;br /&gt;But we didnt get to see alot of creatures like horseshoe crab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking towards the journey. From Jelutong.&lt;br /&gt;I already became the radio.Not 98.7 but 81.7&lt;br /&gt;I started singing a song and the group will follow.&lt;br /&gt;Singing songs is much better.It makes us feel energetic.&lt;br /&gt;So i kept telling the people let sing this and that.&lt;br /&gt;I was the radio.Automatic one.&lt;br /&gt;Top favourites: We will get there,Where I belong,Home,&lt;br /&gt;If we hold on together,Stand by me and Pass it on and Hakuna Matata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly we sang Hakuna Matata.&lt;br /&gt;And I began to say we havent see Pumba.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone started to say but we already met Timon.&lt;br /&gt;Which is me.The smallest yet has a big mouth like Timon.&lt;br /&gt;Talk non stop. Hearing voice makes everyone in my tent to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;Im the smallest but the oldest in COUSTEAU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climbing the highest point of Ubin, was damn tiring.&lt;br /&gt;However it was worth the sweat.&lt;br /&gt;The view was gorgeous.We could see the quarry.&lt;br /&gt;We shouted 'Cousteau' and 'Elton'.&lt;br /&gt;And could hear our echo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching Camp 2.We sang damn loudly.&lt;br /&gt;And joy was shown on our faces.&lt;br /&gt;We hugged each other so tightly in satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;Then elton told us to do the yam-singh(sp?)&lt;br /&gt;He threw water on us.&lt;br /&gt;We all ran after him and pour water on him.&lt;br /&gt;He was drenched la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he told us to sit in a circle and ask us who we wanna thank.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone said they wanna thank everyone including elton.&lt;br /&gt;But this was funny. Elton ask Isabella the Pornstar.&lt;br /&gt;She stoned a while and say "I wanna thank my mom"&lt;br /&gt;Everyone burst out into laughter.&lt;br /&gt;But its true.You need someone to motivate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day is the last day.&lt;br /&gt;So we had to clean up and wash the stuff into the store.&lt;br /&gt;While we are doing so,we were singing.&lt;br /&gt;At night we cooked up a storm.&lt;br /&gt;Haha Fadhillah really thought we are cooking a STORM!&lt;br /&gt;Recipes for the storm are: Scramble A-la Cousteau&lt;br /&gt;                                               Long bean De Kayak&lt;br /&gt;                                               Lunch Munch Cousteau&lt;br /&gt;And Fong Fong cooked apple pie for us.&lt;br /&gt;Master chef was Christabel,Diyanah,Fadhillah,Hannah and Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was our last night.Everyone was high to the extent of POLE DANCING.&lt;br /&gt;Isabella was called the Pornstar cause of her dressing.&lt;br /&gt;She was wearing a guy long sleeve shirt and shorts.&lt;br /&gt;Its like she just did it with a guy and wearing the guy's shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late at night,we make a special performance for ELTON!!.&lt;br /&gt;(Lucky guy dont you think.)15 girls performing for him.&lt;br /&gt;Gay face and racoon face and thank you elton.&lt;br /&gt;Telling him our family name.&lt;br /&gt;Like mine is Rezwana Cousteau Mohsin.&lt;br /&gt;Then Elton was playing the guitar and we were singing.&lt;br /&gt;Pass it on,Stand by me and We will get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we had to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone dont want to go home.&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping was funny.&lt;br /&gt;Since its the last day,funny things happen.&lt;br /&gt;Hannah was sleeping on my hand and my leg was hugging her.&lt;br /&gt;And at night we kept on changing position cause its cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5: Last day&lt;br /&gt;We packed stuff.And eat breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;Told Hui yan about the sleeping incident.&lt;br /&gt;And she said "haiyo can you all stop the lesbian game"&lt;br /&gt;Haha.Btw Hannah is damn straight la please and belong to someone.&lt;br /&gt;Plus she's my close friend.It will be weird la seh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that when shopping at the store.&lt;br /&gt;I bought 4 shirts and a notebook.&lt;br /&gt;Then last thing we did was taking photos.&lt;br /&gt;And dancing with one another including Elton&lt;br /&gt;Then everyone wrote something for one another.&lt;br /&gt;Its on the journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elton didnt send us off.He need to do something.&lt;br /&gt;In the bus towards school,Cousteau was singing non stop.&lt;br /&gt;Others were sleeping or doing their own stuff.&lt;br /&gt;And in the bus we decided to go Wild Wild Wet on the last day of the term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yknw what Cousteau,I miss you guys so much.&lt;br /&gt;Obs is so stuck in me.Then I make my bed like i make the tent.&lt;br /&gt;I bathe with cold water instead of warm water&lt;br /&gt;while singing the song that we love.&lt;br /&gt;And drinking tap water is much sweeter than boiled ones.&lt;br /&gt;And also i have been eating peanut butter.&lt;br /&gt;I think tomorrow im gonna cook Long Bean De kayak for my family.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you guys especially ELTON.&lt;br /&gt;At least I get to see you guys in school but not Elton.&lt;br /&gt;I hope he remember us when he take MGS this coming week.&lt;br /&gt;And our memories beats the MGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Cousteau: I cant wait for our outing. Reunion is a must.&lt;br /&gt;And i have been trying to design our Cousteau badges.&lt;br /&gt;Remember our motto.&lt;br /&gt;The Cousteau motto: Rugged is the new self esteem.&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys.And totally miss you.&lt;br /&gt;I swear I never been this attached to a group.&lt;br /&gt;See you guys on tuesday and lets be crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Your Timon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nothing's greater than the bond we have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-8368850533681454164?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/8368850533681454164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=8368850533681454164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/8368850533681454164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/8368850533681454164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello_18.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-6845144724337286539</id><published>2008-05-12T05:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T05:48:18.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Before I leave for OBS, I just wanna say take care to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;And dont miss me alright,I'll come back in no time&lt;br /&gt;(Haha.I dont even think anyone is going to miss me.)&lt;br /&gt;So Farewell. See you guys in 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;Take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-6845144724337286539?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/6845144724337286539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=6845144724337286539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/6845144724337286539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/6845144724337286539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/05/before-i-leave-for-obs-i-just-wanna-say.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-8822231717354534840</id><published>2008-05-10T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T22:20:18.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;Finally I got the right mood to blog.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Crezawards.&lt;br /&gt;It was filled with the heat from the performances.&lt;br /&gt;And I went from low to high in just a few second.&lt;br /&gt;Never been that high this year.&lt;br /&gt;I wasnt actually on my seat.&lt;br /&gt;I was all over the place.Gallery,near the stage.&lt;br /&gt;Almost everywhere to support friends performing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to:Compere-Mohita&lt;br /&gt;                  Dance Champion-Ave D'lario&lt;br /&gt;                  Dance First runner-Zee&lt;br /&gt;                  Dance Second-runner-512&lt;br /&gt;                  Vocal Champion-Ariel&lt;br /&gt;                  Vocal First runner-Sulastri&lt;br /&gt;                  Vocal Second runner-Jessica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,when out early in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;First planned to go out together.&lt;br /&gt;But ended up Addictive had to make up reasons to meet me.&lt;br /&gt;So we went walking around the park.&lt;br /&gt;It was a secret outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to lavender to meet up with parents.&lt;br /&gt;Went to beach road to buy stuff for obs.&lt;br /&gt;Then when walking at city hall with the family.&lt;br /&gt;I was sick and tired of city hall.&lt;br /&gt;I went there last thursday for learning journey.&lt;br /&gt;How boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This upcoming dawn,i'll not be at home.&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna fetch my brother who just came back from thailand.&lt;br /&gt;For his promoting course or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;Ns stuff I so dont understand.&lt;br /&gt;And dont wanna know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nothing's greater than the rush that comes with your embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-8822231717354534840?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/8822231717354534840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=8822231717354534840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/8822231717354534840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/8822231717354534840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-5052950631050416438</id><published>2008-04-24T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T21:35:39.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happen today as usual.&lt;br /&gt;During lunch. I exceeded the lunch time.&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to back in class at 1.15.&lt;br /&gt;I reach at 1.45.How late is it.&lt;br /&gt;And thanks sitira for sending me back to class.&lt;br /&gt;well not directly at the door but at least something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school,went tiong to study and eat ljs.&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting for the food to come.&lt;br /&gt;Then there was a girl from stc in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;A malay girl.she kept looking at me with that look.&lt;br /&gt;i dont like staring at the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;So when i saw eyes were at me,i smile.&lt;br /&gt;then she whispered something to her friend.&lt;br /&gt;After a while,she goes chanting 'she's hot.she's hot'.&lt;br /&gt;Its kinda scary. really but yeah dont care la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach home.Did concept maps for elective geog.&lt;br /&gt;one chapter done.Left with the other two.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow the start of mye.&lt;br /&gt;English paper.after the paper, i have bio consultation.&lt;br /&gt;Schedule so packed. No time to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay thats all for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're the only one that knows me&lt;br /&gt;Love it when you hold me.&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/6253822427060604357-5052950631050416438?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/5052950631050416438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=5052950631050416438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/5052950631050416438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/5052950631050416438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/04/hey_24.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-3206400435870292854</id><published>2008-04-23T20:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T21:24:00.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to talk about today.&lt;br /&gt;But sitira today just make me realised.&lt;br /&gt;That i have been MIA to her.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry dear i didnt know that.&lt;br /&gt;And i know why im MIA.&lt;br /&gt;Cause i havent been going down for recess or lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Have been surviving with energy bars.&lt;br /&gt;which actually not that healthy as i thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school,went out to get a polo tee.&lt;br /&gt;went to lot one.And realised that i havent been going out.&lt;br /&gt;Cause i just know that lot one has been expand.&lt;br /&gt;Man,where have i been.Under a rock i guess.&lt;br /&gt;But ehem im not a frog.&lt;br /&gt;Actually can also,cause someone like to lick frogs.&lt;br /&gt;(Note to that someone).&lt;br /&gt;And i have been buying stuff independently.&lt;br /&gt;Quite happy with it.It makes me feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now i just know that,&lt;br /&gt;every one year of human year is 5 years of a mushroom.&lt;br /&gt;according to someone. what a great discovery.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah and i realised i look better in green than other colours.&lt;br /&gt;Cause of a ben 10 shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SA82s5TlO1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/qUQxaIGShQ0/s1600-h/DSC001022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SA82s5TlO1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/qUQxaIGShQ0/s320/DSC001022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192429040306568018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(how childish i can get)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love ben 10 alot.&lt;br /&gt;But not like Iman who is like so crazy about doraemon.&lt;br /&gt;until she has a doraemon's apron and etc.&lt;br /&gt;But the only i do for ben 10 is to catch the movie.&lt;br /&gt;Also to draw the characters.&lt;br /&gt;And to tell you the truth actually i like the ben 10 shirt i wore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay thats all for today.&lt;br /&gt;nights.take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cant help but wait&lt;br /&gt;Till you see you for what you really are&lt;br /&gt;Baby girl you are a star&lt;br /&gt;And I cant help but wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-3206400435870292854?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/3206400435870292854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=3206400435870292854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/3206400435870292854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/3206400435870292854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/04/hey_23.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/SA82s5TlO1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/qUQxaIGShQ0/s72-c/DSC001022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6253822427060604357.post-1569729838120959617</id><published>2008-04-22T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T20:46:53.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey.&lt;br /&gt;today was the last day of audition.&lt;br /&gt;which is for dance and compere.&lt;br /&gt;and i bet everyone who is involved will be refreshing the page.&lt;br /&gt;but its already going to be nine and results still not out.&lt;br /&gt;so i guess they are just gonna tell you guys tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early morning today spoke to my used to be malay teacher,Ck.&lt;br /&gt;Talked to her about my problems.&lt;br /&gt;About my sister's actually which is affecting me.&lt;br /&gt;Ck is like a mother to me. Im so used to sharing things with her.&lt;br /&gt;And she told me not to get involved cause its not my problem.&lt;br /&gt;But how can i not get involve.&lt;br /&gt;My sis and mom wont talk to each other.&lt;br /&gt;I really dont know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;Love is indeed blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon, get a chance to watch the group practice dancing.&lt;br /&gt;Before their audition. And wish them luck.&lt;br /&gt;And i was indeed lucky that i got away from a cheek kiss from somebody.&lt;br /&gt;That particular classmate. She really insane already.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so weird la being in class.Man,trying to shake of that weirdness.&lt;br /&gt;Just take her as a classmate.And mye is around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;So not ready for it.And tomorrow going to be a kind soul.&lt;br /&gt;Going to teach a junior physics before her physics test.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to teach her as much as i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight thats all for today.&lt;br /&gt;Nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You just dont understand how much you were a part of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-1569729838120959617?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/1569729838120959617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=1569729838120959617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/1569729838120959617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/1569729838120959617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/04/hey_22.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-4098336410741931616</id><published>2008-04-21T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T22:18:20.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, i cant have time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday someone with the name of namera texted me with randomisity.&lt;br /&gt;She asked me "Am i an amazing kisser?"&lt;br /&gt;Weird aint it. Hahaha but just got to know this morning that..&lt;br /&gt;she wants to prove to her desk partner that her horoscope was right.&lt;br /&gt;thanks nam for the morning pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was normal school.&lt;br /&gt;every lesson is fine. especially for physics.&lt;br /&gt;I have been passing the paper with just passing.&lt;br /&gt;but nowadays during lessons im darn enthu.&lt;br /&gt;Like answering all the questions.&lt;br /&gt;how great that can that be.&lt;br /&gt;Mye is coming in like 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;And guess what im still playing.&lt;br /&gt;But test have been okay so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing is personal stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why but im stucked between telling and not telling.&lt;br /&gt;cause like my mom and my older sis is like having cold war since im born.&lt;br /&gt;and thats the bad part of it.im already not related to her directly.&lt;br /&gt;Cause she's my mom's daughter with the first husband.&lt;br /&gt;and now she's getting engage next week.&lt;br /&gt;But the best part of it is that my parents dont know.&lt;br /&gt;so much for being a daughter. i told her to tell my mom at least.&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough i know she knows that my mom wont prove the guy.&lt;br /&gt;And i have to put up with it through the mid years,&lt;br /&gt;if i dont tell my mom.its currently affecting me.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont know what else i can do.&lt;br /&gt;im the only one who knows it in my home.&lt;br /&gt;Life really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it seems like everyone is busy with auditioning for crezawards.&lt;br /&gt;that was left alone to walk home. but its okay.&lt;br /&gt;i'll give them my full support.&lt;br /&gt;and my classmate giving me a problem.&lt;br /&gt;I wasnt even giving her attitude i was just pretending.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to test my acting skills.&lt;br /&gt;and she got so pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;Weirdo. I know she has those kinds of feelings.&lt;br /&gt;but dont have to get so heartbroken that im not talking to you.&lt;br /&gt;And that i shouted at you.&lt;br /&gt;Fyi im not the kind of person who flare up.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah it was acting mind you.&lt;br /&gt;Overall it was nice accompanying you guys for auditions.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all i have to say for now.&lt;br /&gt;announcement: To delta(those who are participating tmr.)&lt;br /&gt;                            To hayyu and the group.&lt;br /&gt;                            To nazeera(the solo)&lt;br /&gt;                            All the best for the audition.&lt;br /&gt;                            Have faith and confidence and you guys will sail through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Miss the way you love me too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-4098336410741931616?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/4098336410741931616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=4098336410741931616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/4098336410741931616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/4098336410741931616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/04/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-6473526980575360294</id><published>2008-03-31T17:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T17:20:54.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello&lt;br /&gt;Its quite amazing that im blogging now.&lt;br /&gt;Its been a long time since im home this early.&lt;br /&gt;I left school dang early today at 1.15pm.&lt;br /&gt;I went for a medical check up for obs.&lt;br /&gt;The doctor check and everything was fine until...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was checking my heartbeat.&lt;br /&gt;And he suspect there is a tiny hole at the top of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Or just a functional heart murmur.&lt;br /&gt;So to be sure what the hell it is.&lt;br /&gt;I have to go for a 2D-echo this wednesday at 4.30.&lt;br /&gt;its like ultrasound. but different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is a hole (hope not. Touch wood).&lt;br /&gt;I cant go for OBS. That will be freaking unfair.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go for this thing badly.&lt;br /&gt;Haish never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namera: Eh hello. I know you are so not petty please.&lt;br /&gt;                 I cant imagine you being petty la&lt;br /&gt;                 Omg. You will be such a mak nenek seh like that.&lt;br /&gt;                 I so cant imagine. Why not try some day k.&lt;br /&gt;                 I know you are not scolding me la.&lt;br /&gt;                 you take care k. Ily. Imy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-6473526980575360294?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/6473526980575360294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=6473526980575360294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/6473526980575360294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/6473526980575360294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello-its-quite-amazing-that-im.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-8544500903674633627</id><published>2008-03-27T12:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T12:27:07.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey.&lt;br /&gt;Im having amaths period now.&lt;br /&gt;But not taking amaths so im free.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to talk about actually.&lt;br /&gt;Wait wait a minute.&lt;br /&gt;Actually i do have something to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On tuesday,&lt;br /&gt;I had alot of fun playing with friends during prize giving.&lt;br /&gt;After the prize giving,we took photos at the goal post.&lt;br /&gt;And also taking with st nics.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda funny.Cause yellow and blue dont really match.&lt;br /&gt;After that went home.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly i receive this one message.&lt;br /&gt;Saying,'hey sexy'&lt;br /&gt;I so dont know who it is la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After texting for so long,&lt;br /&gt;I finally know that it was a prank.&lt;br /&gt;Secret girlfriend tried to pretend to be my secret admirer.&lt;br /&gt;She's really bored la. At first i was pissed.&lt;br /&gt;After that im okay with it. So we are texting.&lt;br /&gt;Going out with her tomorrow for a movie.&lt;br /&gt;If there isnt anything to watch, then study maybe.&lt;br /&gt;But everything is her treat. Best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today.&lt;br /&gt;Take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khalya: I know you didnt call me goreng.why so guilty conscious.&lt;br /&gt;love: alright. i'll cheer up. love you.&lt;br /&gt;JESSica: Its not funny okay. I dont want to be HAMBURGLAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;-: Im doing fine. Thank you. haha. WAXY MEANS SEXY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;     I cant believe you did that la. So cute.&lt;br /&gt;andrea: you alot of rubbish. What da man. Hahha but thank you.&lt;br /&gt;               i appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;Nameraaaa :0 : Sorry, I told you i was joking. And plus is not i say one.&lt;br /&gt;                            My vice-capt say one. To make it nicer. I shall say the&lt;br /&gt;                            BATTLE OF THE MALAYS!!! happy?? but it was a good match.&lt;br /&gt;                            Congrats to you guys for being 1st runner up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanya kau untuk ku kau tiada dua.&lt;br /&gt;( Only you're the one for me, no one else.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-8544500903674633627?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/8544500903674633627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=8544500903674633627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/8544500903674633627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/8544500903674633627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/03/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-3344896613223151639</id><published>2008-03-25T09:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T09:56:52.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;Im blogging during class for now.&lt;br /&gt;It's english class.We got a new teacher.&lt;br /&gt;No more boring,self-talk teacher.&lt;br /&gt;The new teacher quite cute la.&lt;br /&gt;He has a shark style hair.Its natural he said.&lt;br /&gt;And the cool thing he is the son of my ex geog teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Enough about him. At least he's better than the previous one.&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is he is similar like his dad.&lt;br /&gt;Loves to talk about his personal experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he make me have a speech in front of class.&lt;br /&gt;preparing for oral.And he told me to give a speech.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I cant pronounce R! Super idiotic.&lt;br /&gt;Then i said right hander. then he told me to repeat.&lt;br /&gt;After that i dont wanna talk already.&lt;br /&gt;Demoralize me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the most enjoyable game i ever played.&lt;br /&gt;Its a crucial game yet we played it with little pressure.&lt;br /&gt;We defeated st nics with 2-1.&lt;br /&gt;St nics scored the first goal in the 15 mins or so by deflection.&lt;br /&gt;By their right wing eugenie.(sorry if i spelt it wrongly)&lt;br /&gt;We were down by one. But it didnt dampened our spirits.&lt;br /&gt;We earned a short corner in the last few mins of the first half.&lt;br /&gt;We took the opportunity to score.&lt;br /&gt;And we make full use of it and we scored the equalizer by short corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd half was the most tiring part.&lt;br /&gt;It was scorching hot. I think if we were ice we will melt that easily.&lt;br /&gt;10 mins before the end of 2nd half, we score the leading goal.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to our brave left wing, Tasneem. It was a very cool goal.&lt;br /&gt;I know she can do it as we practice alot on it.&lt;br /&gt;But she practice it more than us.&lt;br /&gt;However  I never thought she would want to use it in the game.&lt;br /&gt;And she did! It went over the goalie and to the net.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the goal everyone jump for joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few more minutes to hold on to the title.&lt;br /&gt;So we took the chance to clear all the balls to the side.&lt;br /&gt;To gain time. I and natasha even played sheilding at right baseline.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun like we are really wasting time.&lt;br /&gt;Overall its a good match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the finals.&lt;br /&gt;gonna be there earlier to support some of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;and also going for the prize giving.&lt;br /&gt;I bet it will be a tough and thrilling to watch.&lt;br /&gt;Some of us call it battle of the minahs.&lt;br /&gt;(opps sorry no offence).&lt;br /&gt;Its a joke.Dont take it seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have to get back to class now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-3344896613223151639?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/3344896613223151639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=3344896613223151639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/3344896613223151639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/3344896613223151639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello_25.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-6686864823622151942</id><published>2008-03-21T22:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T22:26:41.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH OH&lt;br /&gt;I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;Sports day on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;It was a very boring sports day.&lt;br /&gt;The rain stop our activity.&lt;br /&gt;I could only run 4 by 100m event.&lt;br /&gt;And won third.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The start of sports day.&lt;br /&gt;It was raining so we were cheering.&lt;br /&gt;And some of us has face paint on us.&lt;br /&gt;And guess what happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to jessica and jieying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/R-PEkToYM-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/WZfGNtplo2Y/s1600-h/DSC00012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180200124430169058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/R-PEkToYM-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/WZfGNtplo2Y/s320/DSC00012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This what they did to me.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt know.&lt;br /&gt;After that i clean it off.&lt;br /&gt;cause it was straining my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay ending it here.&lt;br /&gt;Take care bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-6686864823622151942?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/6686864823622151942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=6686864823622151942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/6686864823622151942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/6686864823622151942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh-oh-i-forgot.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMxdYW9xgbI/R-PEkToYM-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/WZfGNtplo2Y/s72-c/DSC00012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6253822427060604357.post-5899504110565286651</id><published>2008-03-21T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T21:21:13.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite a boring day for me.&lt;br /&gt;Did nothing at home.&lt;br /&gt;Only watching tv and playing with cubes.&lt;br /&gt;For now, im online cause like im waiting for someone.&lt;br /&gt;For her to go online. But I think today is a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;Cause like normally sch holdiay she will go out with family.&lt;br /&gt;Never mind next time then.&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I have more things to say tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing you cry,i'll bleed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-5899504110565286651?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/5899504110565286651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=5899504110565286651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/5899504110565286651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/5899504110565286651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello_21.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-2247241630228421257</id><published>2008-03-19T12:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T13:08:07.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was totally not my day&lt;br /&gt;I guess the 18th is always not my day.&lt;br /&gt;If you know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was our best game indeed.&lt;br /&gt;We hold them till the end of time.&lt;br /&gt;Till we had to play extra time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that day wasnt meant for us.&lt;br /&gt;Once I saw the ball going in and the sound of the board.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to land on my knees.&lt;br /&gt;But I know I did my best.&lt;br /&gt;Im proud of the way we played yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;The next game with st nics.&lt;br /&gt;We'll put up a hard fight with them.&lt;br /&gt;Its not gonna be easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I skipped school today.&lt;br /&gt;I could not bring myself up this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Muscle ache everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;So decided to tuck in back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow training. Looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-2247241630228421257?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/2247241630228421257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=2247241630228421257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/2247241630228421257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/2247241630228421257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello_19.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-1488808880133584955</id><published>2008-03-17T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T21:51:53.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is THE match.&lt;br /&gt;The one i have been waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow the 18th.Sort thats my fave number.&lt;br /&gt;So I hope I do play my best for it.&lt;br /&gt;I have been stressed and tensed about the game.&lt;br /&gt;But after today's talk, i finally settle down.&lt;br /&gt;Being more calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we are well-prepared so not gonna worry so much.&lt;br /&gt;Cause if i do, i wont be myself and playing my game.&lt;br /&gt;All the best to Friends who are playing tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Play your best and things might go your way.&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping early tonight.&lt;br /&gt;And also drink lots of water.&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today.&lt;br /&gt;Need to go pack my bag.&lt;br /&gt;Take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mardhiah: My hand okay already la.&lt;br /&gt;          Dont worry everything is fine.&lt;br /&gt;          Eh! Shush!!! Jangan bilang orang la.&lt;br /&gt;          Its between us and the team.&lt;br /&gt;          And not fun kacau not face to face.&lt;br /&gt;          And you got good memory la.&lt;br /&gt;          Coming for semis???&lt;br /&gt;          Please do. love you.Miss you much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-1488808880133584955?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/1488808880133584955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=1488808880133584955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/1488808880133584955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/1488808880133584955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-4702865737948713147</id><published>2008-03-10T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T20:54:33.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello humans&lt;br /&gt;I had school today.&lt;br /&gt;Today is definitely worst then a normal school day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-4702865737948713147?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/4702865737948713147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=4702865737948713147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/4702865737948713147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/4702865737948713147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello-humans-i-had-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-6088377102051508540</id><published>2008-02-28T12:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T12:39:46.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello humans.&lt;br /&gt;Today something dang funny happen in school.&lt;br /&gt;Remember i got stung by a stupid bee.&lt;br /&gt;And today miss joanna lim wore a yellow dress&lt;br /&gt;and a black cropped top.&lt;br /&gt;and i swear looks like a bumble bee.&lt;br /&gt;So cute. Damn cute la.I saw her and i said,&lt;br /&gt;"are you the bee which stung me and transformed into a human"&lt;br /&gt;and she laughed and said,"thats the lamest joke i heard today".&lt;br /&gt;Im darn happy that at least i made her day a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But im feeling guilty for not paying attention in her class at some points.&lt;br /&gt;And my class was totally noisy.&lt;br /&gt;None of us are listening to her.&lt;br /&gt;We were talking to her about non-related geog stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Im utterly sorry.&lt;br /&gt;We'll make up to you alright ms lim.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe some balloons or bubbles.&lt;br /&gt;is that alright for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing in a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;4 hours to the match with northland.&lt;br /&gt;Anxious and nervous at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe blog about it tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;And see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARDHIAH: Hello. I miss you too,captain. See you in 4 hours time.&lt;br /&gt;                         Dont mind me if i hug you till you suffocate.&lt;br /&gt;Sitira:              Yelah I so regretted watching ps I love you la.&lt;br /&gt;                         I so wanna watch L change the world&lt;br /&gt;                         And better start coming early to school.&lt;br /&gt;                         You want help from me right.&lt;br /&gt;                         Let me be your alarm clock.&lt;br /&gt;aysh:                DADDDY!!!! better teach me bio  okay.&lt;br /&gt;                         I so love you. Link you up soon.&lt;br /&gt;Namera:         Yeah its sweet and everything but its quite boring.&lt;br /&gt;                         You are so lucky you changed it with L change the world.&lt;br /&gt;                         And dont watch ps i love you.Go watch The Leap Years&lt;br /&gt;                         Alah prepaid low.I think i know that when you dont reply.&lt;br /&gt;                         Top it up soon k. Or i personally murder you. Jk.&lt;br /&gt;                         I realised that you,bimbo and this senior of yours&lt;br /&gt;                         cheering for me. who is she ah? Do i know her?&lt;br /&gt;                         And why "Go reese!Go reese! Goreng!"???&lt;br /&gt;                         And do you know how sweet you guys are.&lt;br /&gt;                         But when you all do a lot of time, it gets irritating.&lt;br /&gt;                         I was smiling with no limits when you guys did that.&lt;br /&gt;                         But then in the pitch get serious or later get scolded.&lt;br /&gt;                         So see you in 4 hours time. I miss you. I love you.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyone want to watch with me&lt;br /&gt;L change the world and The Leap Years.&lt;br /&gt;Opening it up for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me if you want to. Alrights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wish I could turn back the time.when we are still together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I wouldnt repeat the mistake of letting you go ever again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wish you can just come back to me.come back baby please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-6088377102051508540?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/6088377102051508540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=6088377102051508540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/6088377102051508540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/6088377102051508540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/02/hello-humans_28.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-1224075396530990251</id><published>2008-02-27T10:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T10:14:28.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello humans.&lt;br /&gt;I went to watch P.S. I love you yesterday at The Cathay.&lt;br /&gt;I accompanied a friend to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;As she has no one go with i guess.&lt;br /&gt;The start of the show was okay.&lt;br /&gt;The excitement was at the start.&lt;br /&gt;And i realised that Hollie was prettaye.&lt;br /&gt;Really prettaye.&lt;br /&gt;The story was sweet and all.&lt;br /&gt;But it was a total boredom being in there.&lt;br /&gt;I think the book was so much more meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;The only part that i wanna cry is the part of  the last letter.&lt;br /&gt;When Hollie said that she could not feel the presences of Jerry.&lt;br /&gt;I ever feel losing the grip of someone you love.&lt;br /&gt;And the part where she cant move on after jerry's death.&lt;br /&gt;I ever feel all of that.I think Im still having that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;I so wanna watch L change the world.&lt;br /&gt;But its okay. Next week I guess.&lt;br /&gt;After L change the world, I wanna watch The Leap Years.&lt;br /&gt;Its a sweet love story I hope.&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for the movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what I failed bio by 4 marks.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to that stupid bee sting.&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt concentrate at all.&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping to score well for MCQ.&lt;br /&gt;But oh well both part sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Haish just to buck up a little.&lt;br /&gt;And Di better have the guilty conscience.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah I was just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitira: Oh i didnt know that was chick flick. Selenger mans.&lt;br /&gt;Di: thanks di. Im okay la now. But see la i failed bio.&lt;br /&gt;                        Better have that in your mind.&lt;br /&gt;-: Thanks. I'll work better okay. Just continue cheering me up.&lt;br /&gt;    Esp when im bored. And also text me when you are free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you sweetest drug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-1224075396530990251?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/1224075396530990251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=1224075396530990251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/1224075396530990251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/1224075396530990251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/02/hello-humans_27.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-1407498988488157223</id><published>2008-02-25T08:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T09:01:41.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello humans.&lt;br /&gt;its common test today.im using sharifah's tablet.&lt;br /&gt;cause now is a maths paper.we are free for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;and fyi i just got stung by a stupid bee.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to diana kaswadi!!thanks ah diana.&lt;br /&gt;she went to smack the stupid bee from jessica's hair.&lt;br /&gt;and it flew into my blouse. and stung me at my chest.&lt;br /&gt;Pain seh. And it starts swollen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to call my parents.&lt;br /&gt;the discipline mistress came and took my phone.&lt;br /&gt;and she attended to my pain.she was touching my chest la.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so violated and molested.But im alright now. I guess.&lt;br /&gt;But i still got the pain feeling.Bio paper later.&lt;br /&gt;And nothing gets into my mind. My mind is thinking of the pain.&lt;br /&gt;I think im so gonna fail bio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. I swear im gonna smack diana kaswadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namera: Sorry la. the button stupid la.I didnt press also it enters.&lt;br /&gt;                 I miss you lots la. See you on thurs.&lt;br /&gt;syaff:       Okay la bro sorry.kau tak emo kau cool aje.&lt;br /&gt;                 bile la kau nak jumpe dier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitira:      Sitira. are you sure you are talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;                Since when i want to watch chick flick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I just love you&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why, but I just do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-1407498988488157223?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/1407498988488157223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=1407498988488157223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/1407498988488157223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/1407498988488157223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/02/hello-humans.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-3868967175912202155</id><published>2008-02-24T17:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T17:32:06.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello everyone&lt;br /&gt;im taking the opportunity of using my dad's laptop to blog.&lt;br /&gt;everything is alright now.im trying to left the heartbreaking things&lt;br /&gt;somewhere else cause now im busy studying for common test.&lt;br /&gt;three papers are left to sit for. which are bio,emaths and physics.&lt;br /&gt;studied bio as the paper is tmr.so far the papers have been alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One match to go.&lt;br /&gt;And its a very important match&lt;br /&gt;We are so working hard cause we know it aint easy game.&lt;br /&gt;trainings are tough.but we still go all the way.&lt;br /&gt;im really looking forward to that game.&lt;br /&gt;a few more days to go.&lt;br /&gt;thats all for today.&lt;br /&gt;need to go back to my books.&lt;br /&gt;take care.love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never have i stop thinking about you&lt;br /&gt;since you left me at the door.&lt;br /&gt;baby i'll wait for you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-3868967175912202155?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/3868967175912202155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=3868967175912202155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/3868967175912202155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/3868967175912202155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/02/hello-everyone-im-taking-opportunity-of.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-3436044292740063681</id><published>2008-02-18T08:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T08:55:37.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello you.&lt;br /&gt;now i got amaths period so free period. OMG loves!!!&lt;br /&gt;i havent been online for the fact that my tablet crash.&lt;br /&gt;so now im like using sharifah's tablet.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to say.&lt;br /&gt;for the fact that life is getting hard.&lt;br /&gt;no time to study for common tests that are coming on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now all of a sudden i feel like talking about friday.&lt;br /&gt;as a class was told that our FT is resigning as a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;she's leaving us next week 29 feb.for that moment everyone teared.&lt;br /&gt;i almost did.but i control myself.everyone is leaving.who isnt leaving.&lt;br /&gt;this leap year is a leaving year.sadness at the start of the year.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i have to just accept it. cause there is nothing i can do to stop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today is the 18th. a lot of memories are being plotted into this date.&lt;br /&gt;every month of it marks a different meaning which are too sweet to forget.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess this month 18th. there is nothing special.&lt;br /&gt;nothing absolutely nothing special. just normal.&lt;br /&gt;no highness like always. just being normal.&lt;br /&gt;nothing significance.ever since the last october.&lt;br /&gt;every 18th is an emo part of the month for me.&lt;br /&gt;got used to it.and i'll play the songs that remind me of you.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll just tear. cause i know nothing will come back to me.&lt;br /&gt;and i know its been months.but i still could remember everything vividly.&lt;br /&gt;you are still my sweetest drug. and no one can change that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you're gone the pieces of my heart are missing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because you live, I live.&lt;br /&gt;(do you still remember)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-3436044292740063681?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/3436044292740063681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=3436044292740063681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/3436044292740063681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/3436044292740063681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/02/hello-you.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-5004777434725035385</id><published>2008-01-28T08:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T08:55:37.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello you.&lt;br /&gt;Erm its a maths now.and im having free period.&lt;br /&gt;So i decided to blog.cause i realised that my blog is quite dead.&lt;br /&gt;And  im still  pissed about the incident on friday.&lt;br /&gt;Its just a small matter which turn out big because its a name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because of that incident, I have a confession to make.&lt;br /&gt;I realised that I fallen in love you. And only you.&lt;br /&gt;And together we will start loving each other with love and affection.&lt;br /&gt;I have never feel the love that you have been giving me from anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;I will give my all in going through all the hardships with you.&lt;br /&gt;Be it in sea or in forest.Together I feel that we can win.&lt;br /&gt;Against all odds. And I guess you should have known that my love is for you.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you. 3s2B. We are not going let anyone drop us down just like that.&lt;br /&gt;I know he is a guy. But a guy cant stop us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because of him,&lt;br /&gt;Im more androphobic. But I still love you.&lt;br /&gt;After that incident, I could feel the bond that we have.&lt;br /&gt;Finally I get to feel that Im part of the class.&lt;br /&gt;And Im glad to have the best people I can get till graduation.&lt;br /&gt;The people I can rely on through ups and downs,&lt;br /&gt;amanda, jollin, li xin, andrea, sexylee, nazeera, amanda tan&lt;br /&gt;and hayyu and everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its early start of the year.&lt;br /&gt;I could already see the tears coming out from them.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone feel so remorseful after being demoralize by Him.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like standing up and bang the table saying&lt;br /&gt;'Shut the fuck up. You are just a co form.&lt;br /&gt;You only come to class three periods a week.&lt;br /&gt;What makes you confidently saying you know us&lt;br /&gt;You so dont know how we feel like'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to have the respect for Him.&lt;br /&gt;But now I regretted giving Him that much respect.&lt;br /&gt;From this day on, I have no more respect for Him.&lt;br /&gt;He said we are class of 'Idiots'.&lt;br /&gt;And we are gonna prove it that we arent like that.&lt;br /&gt;From now on, Im not gonna let anyone put us down like that.&lt;br /&gt;Even to the extent of rebelling.&lt;br /&gt;We are gonna stand for our rights for You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all I have to say today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-5004777434725035385?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6253822427060604357.post-1632775812235636608</id><published>2008-01-16T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T19:06:43.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello you.&lt;br /&gt;everything has been going out fine for me.&lt;br /&gt;nothing new,studies are as difficult as ever.&lt;br /&gt;but a new class is entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;cause like the class is one a hell fun class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;classes were never boring except science classes.&lt;br /&gt;the teachers are indeed making the lessons pretty boring.&lt;br /&gt;but one of my best lessons of the week was english lesson.&lt;br /&gt;the two periods on tuesday. first two periods after mass run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are supposed act out a scene that we created out of words.&lt;br /&gt;and the best group is zoey, jie ying and amanda's group.&lt;br /&gt;unbelievably chaotic and make the class went high in seconds.&lt;br /&gt;they created a sex scene with the words and act it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well not really real.but its funny to see jie ying being the passive one.&lt;br /&gt;but their actions was cool.especially went they did it beside the teacher's table.&lt;br /&gt;with all the sounds needed in the scene.&lt;br /&gt;zoey even show us her leg sticking out la. dang hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the mother was damn outrageous.&lt;br /&gt;she was looking for her daughter,jy and saw her at the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;thought that jy will be in trouble.but she actually strip and join in.&lt;br /&gt;hahhaha damn hilarious.the whole class was off their chair.&lt;br /&gt;up and down the chair. laughter could be heard loudly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never thought that they were that crazy la.&lt;br /&gt;but it was one of the best lessons i am in.&lt;br /&gt;hahha even literature taught us to be open minded.&lt;br /&gt;our literature novel has those contents in them only its in personification.&lt;br /&gt;another group did on raping to hide the scene,&lt;br /&gt;they cover the person acting with skirts in front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lit teacher was saying the teachers here are not here to corrupt you.&lt;br /&gt;but as lit students you have to be open minded about all this things.&lt;br /&gt;cause its still taboo to do so. gosh hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i wish lit class is everyday.its so interesting.&lt;br /&gt;and getting a eng teacher like mine is the fun we get ehem ehem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for today.&lt;br /&gt;i'll update when i have the time.&lt;br /&gt;take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-1632775812235636608?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6253822427060604357.post-444002376638953356</id><published>2008-01-14T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T21:04:51.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello humans.&lt;br /&gt;sorry for not blogging for some time.&lt;br /&gt;i dont have the time to update.&lt;br /&gt;like i told you studies much important now.&lt;br /&gt;plus like hockey is like everyday.&lt;br /&gt;so computer has been put aside for my benefit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been doing homework.&lt;br /&gt;Thats my new year resolution what.&lt;br /&gt;but something i must work on.&lt;br /&gt;which is paying attention during class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we have training.self training.cause coach isnt in town.&lt;br /&gt;and just now all of a sudden it rain with thunder and lightning.&lt;br /&gt;so team bonding instead of normal training.&lt;br /&gt;after playing a few games. we decided to run for fitness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After running we can be dismissed.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the start of F.I.T.T run.&lt;br /&gt;no one is looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;but we still have to run no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i think thats enough for today.&lt;br /&gt;I have to get back with chem books for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;take care.&lt;br /&gt;byes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-444002376638953356?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/444002376638953356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=444002376638953356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/444002376638953356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/444002376638953356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello-humans.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-1456239581289614678</id><published>2008-01-10T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T11:31:15.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;I am not Rezwana.&lt;br /&gt;I stole her tablet from her :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and I should pay attention in class now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-1456239581289614678?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/1456239581289614678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=1456239581289614678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/1456239581289614678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/1456239581289614678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello-i-am-not-rezwana.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-2119624269965167284</id><published>2008-01-09T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T23:05:31.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im sorry for not blogging into this blog.&lt;br /&gt;I dont have the time to update.Ever since start of school.&lt;br /&gt;Homework are given almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;I seldom on my computer.Not like last year.&lt;br /&gt;I was on the comp almost 5 hours a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;It is definitely the bestest birthday i had in many years.&lt;br /&gt;And being 15 now.GOSH! I feel old.IC has to be made soon.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone still say I look like a 12 year old kid.&lt;br /&gt;I cant help it. Im not only young at heart.&lt;br /&gt;Young in the outside too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my two brat classmates who kept bullying me.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;For sharifah : Being 15. Act maturely and stay happy always.&lt;br /&gt;                         And start thinking for the future.&lt;br /&gt;                         Stop day dreaming.(man im mean)&lt;br /&gt;                         And have a wonderful birthday&lt;br /&gt;                         I still cant believe im older that you.&lt;br /&gt;                         You owe me present.&lt;br /&gt;For nasuha:    Being 16. Nc16 movies coming your way.&lt;br /&gt;                         Cant wait to catch your first right.This saturday will be your first.&lt;br /&gt;                         With who ah??? I wonder.Stay with your principles&lt;br /&gt;                         and everything will be going your way.&lt;br /&gt;                         you are dang mature already.&lt;br /&gt;                         I dont have to tell you to do so.&lt;br /&gt;                         You owe me a present too.&lt;br /&gt;For both of you:  Behave maturely,dress smartly and study smart.&lt;br /&gt;                              (unlike you know who you are)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-2119624269965167284?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/2119624269965167284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=2119624269965167284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/2119624269965167284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/2119624269965167284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-sorry-for-not-blogging-into-this.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-1542851784846136144</id><published>2007-11-25T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T20:25:25.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My NS brother was back from camp yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;And just left for camp just now.For the past two days.&lt;br /&gt;I did nothing except for walking around shopping centers.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went to queensway with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just went around walking to look for stuff needed.&lt;br /&gt;Leaving for KL in two days time.So must start packing.&lt;br /&gt;So far I got all the stuff except for one.&lt;br /&gt;So I'll go somewhere to get it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been busy.&lt;br /&gt;And I was too tired that I slept in the car for today.&lt;br /&gt;Im craving for ice cream.Especially from b&amp;amp;j.&lt;br /&gt;But its okay.I'll get it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon,went to yishun to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Plus meeting my cousin to get past year papers from her.&lt;br /&gt;And sat at lestari to eat with them.&lt;br /&gt;After eating,I went to entertain my 5 year old cousin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she's gonna be a gossip queen.&lt;br /&gt;I mean when she get to primary school.&lt;br /&gt;I swear she keeps telling me about all her sister's secrets.&lt;br /&gt;I was dead tired entertain her pulling me around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;You never know how much I hate missing you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag replies:&lt;br /&gt;MARDHIAH:HELLO!eh i miss you lots la with your craps and crazyness.&lt;br /&gt;syaff:yo bro! how are you?&lt;br /&gt;sitira:hey!I know its a great time to reply.And Im not a loser.plsthx!&lt;br /&gt;       how are you?Best eh never contact me at all.imy.&lt;br /&gt;ehemehem:who are you?i dont have time to entertain you,sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-1542851784846136144?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6253822427060604357.post-7171918570025899256</id><published>2007-11-20T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T20:31:24.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was fine.&lt;br /&gt;I swear I was super bored at home in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt find anything to do.So I decided to watch cartoon.&lt;br /&gt;Until I got really tired after doing morning physical stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to sleep.I tried but I couldnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that,I ate lunch at home&lt;br /&gt;Left the house to go for U16 training.&lt;br /&gt;Its only a one hour training.But a tiring one.&lt;br /&gt;So far everything has been fine.&lt;br /&gt;Except for I got confused on who coach is calling.&lt;br /&gt;For me and lyz.Its like the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of my blurrness,lyzda call me PAT MAT TEMPE!&lt;br /&gt;(sorry lyz,im not sure of your name spelling)&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to call her NENEK KEBAYAN!&lt;br /&gt;This thursday we are having a match with the Women's team.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty scary but I hope we can handle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats it for today.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing interesting.Because I went out only for training&lt;br /&gt;And after that my dad fetched me.&lt;br /&gt;So there isnt much to say.&lt;br /&gt;Get back at you people soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-7171918570025899256?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/7171918570025899256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=7171918570025899256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/7171918570025899256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/7171918570025899256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2007/11/today-was-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-7742338572127402412</id><published>2007-11-18T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T21:48:46.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today had a date with miss gorgeous&lt;br /&gt;Met her at 11.20 at habourfront station.&lt;br /&gt;Went to golden village to buy tickets for GAME PLAN.&lt;br /&gt;And after that we decided to eat at BK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick a spot to eat and to have a nice view while eating.&lt;br /&gt;And I realized that I dont really know how to eat.&lt;br /&gt;After that we wanted to eat ben &amp;amp; jerry's&lt;br /&gt;But we went to giant instead to get stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our show was about to start in 20 mins time.&lt;br /&gt;So we went to queue for popcorns and went in to the theaters.&lt;br /&gt;We got plenty of time.But we were tired of walking.&lt;br /&gt;So decided to go to our seats.And waited for the show to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate half of the popcorns.Before the show even started.&lt;br /&gt;So we tried to refrain ourselves from eating them.&lt;br /&gt;Minutes later the show started.&lt;br /&gt;I swear The Rock's love for football is the same as mine for HOCKEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show was totally AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;After that we had to rush off to ben &amp;amp; jerry's.&lt;br /&gt;Cause my hot NS brother wants ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;Bought the ice cream for him.&lt;br /&gt;And miss gorgeous had to leave for an event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When to look for the car.&lt;br /&gt;And I saw my dad walking.&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting for him to call me.&lt;br /&gt;But the sad thing is that he walk past me.&lt;br /&gt;He didnt realized I was beside him.Hurting seyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that,visit my grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;Played with the guitar my cousin just bought.&lt;br /&gt;Help her tuned it since she's just starting to learn.&lt;br /&gt;Just now, had to send NS brother back to camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while on the way to send my brother back.&lt;br /&gt;I was almost dozing off.When suddenly I receive a sms.&lt;br /&gt;And I got to know I got selected for U16.&lt;br /&gt;Man,Im so hyper.but I'll be busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trainings are at night.&lt;br /&gt;Its good that we have training so that we can bond together.&lt;br /&gt;Before we strived on together to the tournament.&lt;br /&gt;And I freaking happy for the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Its like a dream come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-7742338572127402412?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/7742338572127402412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=7742338572127402412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/7742338572127402412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/7742338572127402412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2007/11/today-had-date-with-miss-gorgeous-met.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-3280316408102282709</id><published>2007-11-16T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T22:53:19.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why don't we go our separate ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just realised we've nothing left to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Neither of us wants to compromise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Too many secrets, jealousy and lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not blogging for the past two days.&lt;br /&gt;I was really busy.And of course tired.&lt;br /&gt;I never been that tired before.&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt stand up after lying down yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14th november:&lt;br /&gt;I came to school in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;To just play a fool during drama production practices.&lt;br /&gt;Came so early to school to just go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;After that I have U16 selection trials for Milo Cup at 4.&lt;br /&gt;I left school at 4.30pm.Took bus.I wasnt late luckily.&lt;br /&gt;And everyone who came are super duper good.&lt;br /&gt;And I was slotted into the red team.&lt;br /&gt;With su,syaf,nina,fatin,mardhiah,eugenia,filzah and others(i cant remember)&lt;br /&gt;It was tiring.All out for that day.&lt;br /&gt;Went home with nss dudettes-su,syaf,nina,fatin,mardiah,dewi.&lt;br /&gt;Went to yishun to have dinner at 924.&lt;br /&gt;Ate nasi goreng ayam.Slack a little bit.And took bus home.&lt;br /&gt;Reach home around 11.Slept at 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15th November:&lt;br /&gt;I overslept.I was supposed to wake up at 6.&lt;br /&gt;But I woke up at 7 instead.One hour late.&lt;br /&gt;I never been that tired.So take a quick shower.&lt;br /&gt;And left home for school.Reach around 9.&lt;br /&gt;And slack again.I did nothing but fool around.&lt;br /&gt;At 3.30 I left school to go for U16 selection again.&lt;br /&gt;Its the last day.Its good that is only two days.&lt;br /&gt;And the best not all the people who came yesterday came.&lt;br /&gt;So we got lesser people.I had to play the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;Mardhiah and dewi didnt come.&lt;br /&gt;Mardhiah had fever while dewi had something else important.&lt;br /&gt;I went home with fatin since she wanted to go sengkang.&lt;br /&gt;The others went to 924 again i guess to eat.&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that all of us make it.&lt;br /&gt;Well there are alot of good and experience players.&lt;br /&gt;If I get in,Im grateful that they gave me a chance.&lt;br /&gt;If I dont,Im gonna cry and back up on my playing.&lt;br /&gt;Results of the selection will be out next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;Today nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;My parents wanted to go to johore.&lt;br /&gt;So I just tagged along.I was feeling that good.&lt;br /&gt;Cause my body ache everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt stand up after lying down.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I bought today was studs.&lt;br /&gt;And followed mom around the pasar.&lt;br /&gt;And walking around giant to get alot of stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-3280316408102282709?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6253822427060604357.post-3123566414240574103</id><published>2007-11-13T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T21:37:49.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Its seems like strings attached between two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Should we go our separate ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To detached the strings,but it cant be done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause the strings cant be destroyed in different ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I skipped pbmc today.&lt;br /&gt;After doing what Im supposed to do.&lt;br /&gt;I went to meet up with my miss inseparable.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to go east coast with her.&lt;br /&gt;I swear we were lost for a couple of minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She couldnt stand of being lost.She wanted to hail a cab.&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for the stupid cab to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what we saw.A RAT! lying dead beside a lamp post.&lt;br /&gt;She scream la.And so obvious its loud that lamp post wanted to collapse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach east coast.We decided to walk walk.&lt;br /&gt;Then sat down a spot.And I was high that I was playing water.&lt;br /&gt;And throwing stepping stones.And the most I did was 5 times.&lt;br /&gt;Good enough.Cause its been a long time since I did that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was teaching my miss inseparable to throw stepping stone.&lt;br /&gt;And She made me laugh at her.But somehow I knew She would get it soon.&lt;br /&gt;But She didnt.Next time okay.Go practice my miss inseparable.&lt;br /&gt;And we bumped to some similar faces.Pretty much shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon we decided to leave east coast.&lt;br /&gt;And we wanted to be adventurous that we decided to find our way out.&lt;br /&gt;And we laughed at how close we were from the spot we took the cab.&lt;br /&gt;Regretted much.But Its okay.At least we learned something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didnt want to go home that early.&lt;br /&gt;We decided to take bus to Marina Square.&lt;br /&gt;Then walk walk to esplanade and peninsular.&lt;br /&gt;The shoes and sticks there makes me crave for MY SEXY LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended up our legs were so tired and having cramps.&lt;br /&gt;That we decided to go home.&lt;br /&gt;In all,today is super fun yet tiring.&lt;br /&gt;And Thank you my miss inseparable for today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the day full of events.&lt;br /&gt;1.U16 selections trial&lt;br /&gt;2.My mom's 44th birthday&lt;br /&gt;3.Streaming results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be the day Im going to be very busy.&lt;br /&gt;And plus Im very scared about SELECTIONS!&lt;br /&gt;Im afraid cannot get through la.But must have faith.&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for tomorrow.I bet I cant sleep tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again,thank you my miss inseparable.&lt;br /&gt;You can never be replaced(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-3123566414240574103?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/3123566414240574103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=3123566414240574103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/3123566414240574103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/3123566414240574103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-seems-like-strings-attached-between.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-8575574951485125681</id><published>2007-11-12T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T21:35:55.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I never dreamt it'd be this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I lost any chance for me to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To say that I miss you, say that I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Will someone please tell me I'm okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Emo I know.But Im not!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is mats in the loose in drama.&lt;br /&gt;Well forget that for a while.&lt;br /&gt;I still remember how my MONYET HAYYU embarrassed herself.&lt;br /&gt;She was wanting to sit down on the chair.&lt;br /&gt;All of sudden she drop her butt.And she fell of the chair.&lt;br /&gt;I swear it was funny.Esp her expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I was looking at the props people painting the back drop.&lt;br /&gt;And sab,nadia and me wanted to make cikgu's day.&lt;br /&gt;It was drizzling at first.And we started to sing.&lt;br /&gt;Songs: Ku menanti,Kasih berubah and Stop!&lt;br /&gt;And everytime we went out of tune.The thunder was heard.&lt;br /&gt;Cikgu couldnt take it.She laughed like there isnt tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was blardy high.Thanks to NESCAFE LATTE!&lt;br /&gt;Since taridra isnt here today.Except for Hanna,Raihan and Amira.&lt;br /&gt;So I and the others decided to join in.Swear it was all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;And I dancing malay dance shit.Make me go loco.&lt;br /&gt;But it was fun.Hyperventilating till I dropped tired at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Im super damn pissed with my gay brother.&lt;br /&gt;I swear he's sense of humour isnt like mine.&lt;br /&gt;Mine are way better.I dont get what he see in that show.&lt;br /&gt;He watched ganyut yesterday already.&lt;br /&gt;And he watched it today at 6.Now he is watching it again.&lt;br /&gt;I swear I dont like the show.I just have to tolerate it.&lt;br /&gt;He thinks its funny.But actually the telemovie has no humour at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selection is in two days time.Its on this WEDNESDAY.&lt;br /&gt;I look at the list I wanna cry.I dont think I can make it.&lt;br /&gt;The list scares me.No one knows how much I want this thing.&lt;br /&gt;It has been my passion to get into this.Being in nationals.&lt;br /&gt;But It seems like its not happening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-8575574951485125681?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/8575574951485125681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=8575574951485125681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/8575574951485125681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/8575574951485125681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-never-dreamt-itd-be-this-way-i-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-8691977279551849847</id><published>2007-11-11T21:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T21:53:33.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I just wanna date a surfer babe&lt;br /&gt;I hope I’m not a little too late&lt;br /&gt;I never know what you’re gonna say&lt;br /&gt;You don’t think that you’re my type&lt;br /&gt;But you are, but you are, but you are, but you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;SURFER BABE BY MC FLY is FREAKING NICE!&lt;br /&gt;decided to change my blog song.&lt;br /&gt;Since somebody by the name of sitira wants me to change.&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to her.Im currently stuck to SURFER BABE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has been making me fall for MCFLY everyday.Crazy.I know.&lt;br /&gt;I hope my crazyness for MCFLY wont be like hers.&lt;br /&gt;Listen to MCFLY everyday.Until go mad.&lt;br /&gt;And fall for different song each day.Totally insane.&lt;br /&gt;So credits to her for introducing me to SURFER BABE.&lt;br /&gt;And YES YES.I agree that DANNY is hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-8691977279551849847?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/8691977279551849847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=8691977279551849847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/8691977279551849847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/8691977279551849847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-just-wanna-date-surfer-babe-i-hope-im.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-8517729244366080191</id><published>2007-11-11T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T21:25:47.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think we're alone now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let's get the motion in the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I was super high yesterday night.Crazily hyper.&lt;br /&gt;I told my sister to get me brand new clothes.&lt;br /&gt;Since she is going bangkok,might as well get me something.&lt;br /&gt;I was super duper happy with what she bought for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said she was going to get me skirt and hot top.&lt;br /&gt;And I was like sis.You know me I dont wear that kind of things.&lt;br /&gt;And I told her if you approve on me being me.&lt;br /&gt;Get me something cooler.Something that I will wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what she bought for me.&lt;br /&gt;Apparel and a hot collared tshirt.I so love her la.&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday night I called her.&lt;br /&gt;And shouted thank you thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thought my screw was loose.&lt;br /&gt;But its okay sis.You know Im damn crazy when comes to that.&lt;br /&gt;So tell me how was trip okay sis.&lt;br /&gt;And my brother is asking how come she got him a VOODOO doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I told him cause she think he is gay.&lt;br /&gt;And He gave me a whacked and smile.That means he agree.&lt;br /&gt;He agreed that he is gay.Gosh,I think that is super retarded.&lt;br /&gt;Like sister like brother. Cannot change that right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-8517729244366080191?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/8517729244366080191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=8517729244366080191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/8517729244366080191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/8517729244366080191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-think-were-alone-now-lets-get-motion.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-4141535488737055378</id><published>2007-11-10T19:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T19:06:15.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yeah I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;We are sending back my elder brother.&lt;br /&gt;BACK to his base camp.&lt;br /&gt;Sad I know.But he does or doesnt come back.&lt;br /&gt;It wont be a difference.Cause when he is back.&lt;br /&gt;He isnt at home.He will be out somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;But at least he gave me and my younger brother hugs and kisses.&lt;br /&gt;I do miss him although I dont communicate with that much.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-4637097483610986585</id><published>2007-11-10T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T19:00:39.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today morning.&lt;br /&gt;It was raining.So the basketball court was wet.&lt;br /&gt;Its slippery so we decided to conduct training there when the court is dry.&lt;br /&gt;We ran 10 rounds around the corridor before coach comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he came, he told us he will conduct a theory lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Since the court was wet,might as well used the time to do something else productive.&lt;br /&gt;Before he talked about the strategies and tactics.&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to test us on the CRESCENT HOCKEY PLEDGE.&lt;br /&gt;Which has 26 lines.Plus I didnt go for that training so didnt know a single thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ask A.Everyone knows the answer.Its CRESCENT HOCKEY IS 1#&lt;br /&gt;And he continue asking the rest.And if we dont know down push up 10.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone got alot.Cause everytime he ask from A-Z&lt;br /&gt;And you cannot answer he make you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best I told nadia is that.Might as well he just tell us to do push up right.&lt;br /&gt;And we did like only 50 today.And thats considered lenient already.&lt;br /&gt;And the last one Z.If any of the cohort can get the whole Z correct.&lt;br /&gt;Coach will do the push up.And totally thats cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the seniors just missed a three words.They got it 80%&lt;br /&gt;But still not 100% so coach say its not full.So he wont do push up.&lt;br /&gt;Very disappointing I know.But we cant do anything.&lt;br /&gt;Theory exam is coming.I must start revising on the strategies and tactics.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna ace the exam.And thats the reason why he is testing us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you needed love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well then ask for love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Could have given love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now I’m taking love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it’s not my fault&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause you both deserve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What’s coming now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So don’t say a word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-54507331174069928</id><published>2007-11-08T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T15:21:43.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Started the day with lazyness.&lt;br /&gt;The first thing I attacked was food.&lt;br /&gt;I need to grow so must eat alot.&lt;br /&gt;Big appetite this days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hawt elder brother is back.&lt;br /&gt;But not for long only three days.&lt;br /&gt;He's only at home till saturday.&lt;br /&gt;So going out today.To get his stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you:&lt;br /&gt;I dont get whats wrong here.&lt;br /&gt;I wasted my bloody tears yesterday night for nothing&lt;br /&gt;You dont appreciate me.I dont even know what do you want.&lt;br /&gt;You want magic.I cant give it to you.&lt;br /&gt;Cause Im not a magician. I dont do tricks okay.&lt;br /&gt;If you cant take it anymore.Why dont you just end it here.&lt;br /&gt;End it with a full stop.And I wont do anything to stop it.&lt;br /&gt;Cause it always been your say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To whom it concerns:&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why.But I just envy you okay.&lt;br /&gt;But its okay.you always get the love that you want.&lt;br /&gt;And you just like to make me jealous.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what's your big issue with me here.&lt;br /&gt;I shouted at you yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Cause who do you think you are to control me.&lt;br /&gt;You are younger than me asshole.&lt;br /&gt;And dont try to act as if you are my elder brother here.&lt;br /&gt;And plus elder brother is back.&lt;br /&gt;Ill only listen to those who are elderly than me.&lt;br /&gt;Not you selfish brat.you have mom's love.&lt;br /&gt;What more you want.You want dad's love too.&lt;br /&gt;You can take it.As long as you dont bother me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;You just love the attention dont you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting everyone by your side.And everyone against me.&lt;br /&gt;And when I get into my room not bothering you.&lt;br /&gt;You had to purposely just get your ass on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;You only be nice to me when you need me.&lt;br /&gt;And if I go against your will.You will be there complaining.&lt;br /&gt;And I have to entertain the scoldings all night.&lt;br /&gt;You love to see the pain in others dont you.&lt;br /&gt;One fine day,when you get to feel it.&lt;br /&gt;I swear you would never come to me and apologise.&lt;br /&gt;Just because our age gap isnt that big.&lt;br /&gt;You think you dont have to respect me.&lt;br /&gt;Im still older than you and im still your sister.&lt;br /&gt;But do you call me like a sister.&lt;br /&gt;No you treat me like a friend.&lt;br /&gt;You called me by name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause mom say its okay you can call me by my name.&lt;br /&gt;Doesnt mean you dont have to respect me.&lt;br /&gt;You know what,I hate you.But I cant hate you.(See the irony now.)&lt;br /&gt;Cause people say blood is thicker than water.&lt;br /&gt;And I dont wish to create an enemy in my own family.&lt;br /&gt;Its just that I wish you to leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;And dont create troubles for me.&lt;br /&gt;Cause eventhough you are in the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Ill always get the blame since im the oldest now.Older sis not with us.&lt;br /&gt;Older bro only comes home 2 days once a week.&lt;br /&gt;Or even twice a week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-54507331174069928?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/54507331174069928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=54507331174069928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/54507331174069928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/54507331174069928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2007/11/started-day-with-lazyness.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-9029118161690826498</id><published>2007-11-07T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T20:41:30.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today had drama again.&lt;br /&gt;Just a bit earlier.But nadia and I was late a little.&lt;br /&gt;Cause waited for sab azmi who was late.&lt;br /&gt;Probably because she fell into the drain.&lt;br /&gt;And some old man laughed at her.(What a pity)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During drama,I was just watching the practices.&lt;br /&gt;And I realised that the view under the seats were cool.&lt;br /&gt;Its was dark and spooky.I found a spot to be emo.&lt;br /&gt;Its a nice place though.But I dont like creek sound.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime someone go down the steps,there is a creak sound.&lt;br /&gt;Scary lah.What if the whole thing collapse.I'll die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that,help with somethings to do with props.&lt;br /&gt;At least I did something.Well at least.&lt;br /&gt;After that followed taridra people for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;But liyana,nadia,siti nur atiqah and me didnt eat.&lt;br /&gt;We decided to walk around taka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to novena square with nadia.&lt;br /&gt;Cause she needs to go to tan tock seng to meet her mom.&lt;br /&gt;And after walking around there.Esp at sport shops.&lt;br /&gt;Figuring out where is donut factory.I went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If only you knew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-9029118161690826498?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/9029118161690826498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=9029118161690826498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/9029118161690826498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/9029118161690826498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2007/11/today-had-drama-again.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-5721852897684450004</id><published>2007-11-06T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T20:55:30.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I went for pbmc.&lt;br /&gt;And did nothing except for being crazy with liyana.&lt;br /&gt;After that was laughing at the three mats who were acting.&lt;br /&gt;Especially the luncai singing scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh,they were super duper adorable.&lt;br /&gt;I swear they were.But they had alot of outtakes.&lt;br /&gt;But Its okay.Practice makes perfect.&lt;br /&gt;So practice more okay trios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After pbmc,the six of us decided to go sab azmi's house.&lt;br /&gt;To catch DEAD SILENCE.Like the 5th time for me.&lt;br /&gt;Twice at home.Twice at nadia's house.And this one at sab's.&lt;br /&gt;But I never got sick of the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thank sab's maid for cooking laksa for us.&lt;br /&gt;I was starving.I have a big appetite nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;And It was nice but not like my grandma's laksa.&lt;br /&gt;But still thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To whom it concerns to:&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry for what I said okay.Im truly am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;sorry.sorry.sorry.sorry.sorry.sorry.sorry.sorry.sorry.sorry&lt;br /&gt;sorry.sorry.sorry.sorry.sorry.sorry.sorry.sorry.sorry.sorry&lt;br /&gt;sorry.sorry.sorry.sorry.sorry.sorry.sorry.sorry.sorry.sorry&lt;br /&gt;sorry.sorry.sorry.sorry.sorry.sorry.sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt mean to hurt your feelings.Seriously dont hate you.&lt;br /&gt;And you going back to the old you.Im actually happy for you.&lt;br /&gt;Like I said as long as you are happy,Im happy.&lt;br /&gt;And I can see that you are happy.And that already make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and we are the lovers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i know you believe me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when you look into my eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because the heart never lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-5721852897684450004?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/5721852897684450004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=5721852897684450004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/5721852897684450004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/5721852897684450004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2007/11/today-i-went-for-pbmc.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-6375284455058554640</id><published>2007-11-04T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T21:40:29.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was filled with boredom.&lt;br /&gt;The start of the day.Felt insecure about stuff.&lt;br /&gt;But soon got over it.I wasted the whole day doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I did something.But got tired after that.&lt;br /&gt;I felt like a pig.Cause I ate alot today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I did weights today.It wasnt that tough.&lt;br /&gt;I need to build up my muscle to have more armpower.&lt;br /&gt;I did it once in the morning.Once in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;And the final time during the evening before dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To whom it concerns:&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that things will go this bad.&lt;br /&gt;To the extent of hating.I cant be bother about you any longer.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since you left me.I had no right to control you.&lt;br /&gt;I have no right to console you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But look at what you have done.&lt;br /&gt;I dont hate you.Its not me who hate you.&lt;br /&gt;Its your own friends.People that are used to be always around you.&lt;br /&gt;When you cry you weep and when you have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess all that changes in a flash.&lt;br /&gt;I dont mind if you dont care about me.I totally dont.&lt;br /&gt;But its them I worry about.They are much closer to you compared to me.&lt;br /&gt;I wasnt anybody to you.I just know you for only 5 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can see the change it you.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since you been with your partner.&lt;br /&gt;You changed.You forgot about your own friends.&lt;br /&gt;And knowing about this Im not happy okay.&lt;br /&gt;I never thought you would forget those people who were there for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be it rain or shine.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you realised that Im talking about you.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I dont want you to lose your friends.&lt;br /&gt;And lose all of them cause of your partner.&lt;br /&gt;And your divided attention.You were self centered.&lt;br /&gt;You prioritizes your partner more than your own best friends.&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe you.I just wish you can see the change in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To adikku su:&lt;br /&gt;I understand how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;I truly do.You need a listening ear.&lt;br /&gt;Im always right here for you.&lt;br /&gt;You just have to accept the changes okay.&lt;br /&gt;I know its awarkward for you.&lt;br /&gt;Try to talk things out okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I could undone the things that I did.&lt;br /&gt;Like typing on microsoft word.But In reality.I cant.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can look at the memories and hold on to it and never let go.&lt;br /&gt;But this wishes can never come true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-6375284455058554640?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/6375284455058554640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=6375284455058554640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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crazy maniac in the loose.&lt;br /&gt;I know she's my mother.And Its not right for me to say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she's turning crazy.And it isnt good.&lt;br /&gt;She will harm us.Actually Its not her fault.&lt;br /&gt;She quarrelled with my dad.Its typical.&lt;br /&gt;But she's doesnt have to tear money and burned it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its that extent.Might as well send her to IMH.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope the fight dont last that long.&lt;br /&gt;Cause its irritating to see parents quarrel.&lt;br /&gt;And you cant do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to stop her from burning money.&lt;br /&gt;But I ended up getting burned.&lt;br /&gt;Man so dramatic.When I think about it.&lt;br /&gt;I wish it will stop soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It aint worth the fight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-767399601619556192</id><published>2007-10-25T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T19:17:17.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dont know what is happening.&lt;br /&gt;I was getting better.I was going to be better.&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to fine.Im not supposed to be like the past.&lt;br /&gt;Im getting it all over again.But He isnt here for me.&lt;br /&gt;My doctor isnt here for me.He has been gone.&lt;br /&gt;He is gone since last monday.And will be till next two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out on course I think.Or maybe just a relaxing holiday.&lt;br /&gt;But according to him is that he is abroad for a course.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a course plus holiday.&lt;br /&gt;Now that he isnt here.Who is gonna entertain me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday the symptoms are back again.&lt;br /&gt;Medication are still at home.But it doesnt work for me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I need stronger ones.But I need to wait for him to come back.&lt;br /&gt;I hope I survive till he gets back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not gonna continue taking the other medications.&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt work you know.Whats the point of taking it.&lt;br /&gt;Im not gonna elaborate what happened yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Too gruesome.And disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To somebody:Why must appear.Dont you think I had enough.&lt;br /&gt;                         Give me a break la.Being a guy doesnt make you Superior.&lt;br /&gt;                         If you have a happy life right now.Then cherish it.&lt;br /&gt;                         Cause happiness dont last that long.&lt;br /&gt;                         You might never know that while you spamming my blog&lt;br /&gt;                         Your girlfriend is ditching you with other guys/girls.&lt;br /&gt;                         You will never know.Cause You are occupied by doing things&lt;br /&gt;                         that aint worth while the time.So I suggest you to start&lt;br /&gt;                         focusing on your partner.Cause Im having a great life.&lt;br /&gt;                         And your tags dont bother me.&lt;br /&gt;                        Cause If I am happy nothing else is the matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Even if I die,it doesnt matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span 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href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-dont-know-what-is-happening.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-4439521222768023747</id><published>2007-10-23T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T11:26:42.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories kill those who loves</title><content type='html'>Hello people.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not blogging for such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;Been very busy with the love of my life,Hockey.&lt;br /&gt;Had to do ball picking at delta for the game challenge.&lt;br /&gt;From 17th - 21th October.It was fun and tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But It was worth it. As I get to watch international level games.&lt;br /&gt;And meet hot and gorgeous players.&lt;br /&gt;And I became the hardcore fan of the Hong Kong captain.&lt;br /&gt;Barbara Helen Mountain.Jersey 8. In short B.Mountain.&lt;br /&gt;The last day before she left.I stand a chance to take a picture with her.&lt;br /&gt;And get her autograph on my pass. Coolios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mens Final game was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Cause both Australia and India have the potential to conquer the cup.&lt;br /&gt;But It was proven that Australia was better.&lt;br /&gt;As they won 2-1. It was last minute goal. More to last second.&lt;br /&gt;And I wouldnt forget the times in delta for the past five days.&lt;br /&gt;Spend more time with the team and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently nothing interesting happen.&lt;br /&gt;Everything is fine for me. Hanging on well enough to survive.&lt;br /&gt;Tigger is currently locked in the closest.&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to see it. It makes me go wild.&lt;br /&gt;And plus touching it is consider raping to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And plus yesterday wasnt a shocking thing.&lt;br /&gt;I had known it. But I still want to be stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;And listen to my heart.Not my dad.&lt;br /&gt;As if you can do it once, anytime you can do it again.&lt;br /&gt;So all my efforts are just wasted. But it wasnt a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;Cause apparently I dont bother thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;Why must I anyway. It was the past. And indeed it has been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we just look upon the past, we can never move on.&lt;br /&gt;Im moving off.Already did. A long time ago preparing for this.&lt;br /&gt;And leading a new life. I supposed Im happy this way.&lt;br /&gt;Its a happier one. In fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the past will only bring back the sadness and everything.&lt;br /&gt;I dont look at the past. I look forward.&lt;br /&gt;If you cant appreciate me, Somebody else can.&lt;br /&gt;And will appreciate me fully.I was just wasting my time.&lt;br /&gt;Thought you change was the biggest mistake.&lt;br /&gt;Well Its just your words at the tip of your lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You apologise for the date. When Hari raya came.&lt;br /&gt;But I dont think you truly mean it.Oh well,you are you.&lt;br /&gt;Im just accepting every decision you make.&lt;br /&gt;Cause If you regret, I cant do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;And I told you you cant turn back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you start a track and leave a mark.&lt;br /&gt;You cant undo the mark even how much you try.&lt;br /&gt;Once Twice is enough. Im never going to accept shits any longer.&lt;br /&gt;Time heals everything.At least thats what i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Having a sister like you.&lt;br /&gt;Too Stubborn and cant see that we doing it for your own good.&lt;br /&gt;Is heartbreaking.I tried to tell you so many times.&lt;br /&gt;Stop bearing grudges against our parents.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what blood is thicker than water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you insisted on choosing the guy who has no blood relation with you.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of choosing us.Which has been there for you since you are born.&lt;br /&gt;If you dont want to listen to me.Its okay.But Please pity our grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;They are just waiting and hoping that you will change somehow.&lt;br /&gt;But you choose him. He cant even promise you a promising life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesnt even have the qualifications for job in today's world.&lt;br /&gt;You have seen what happen to our mother. Causing us not directly related.&lt;br /&gt;You still didnt want to take that as an example.&lt;br /&gt;Instead you listen to your heart too much.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happen my mother is your mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough you cant accept my father since young.&lt;br /&gt;But he has been the one who care alot about you since you were four.&lt;br /&gt;When your irresponsible dad left. Your dad did nothing for you.&lt;br /&gt;It was my dad. Our dad now who did.But you dont want to treat him like one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad once told me.Dont ever wish that your sister will come back.&lt;br /&gt;Fat hope he said. But Im not giving up on you that easily.&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough you are never like any other person's sisters.&lt;br /&gt;Who always there for her siblings meaning ali and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love you. As you are my sister.And I cant accept anything&lt;br /&gt;Like you are not my sis cause we came from different dads.&lt;br /&gt;Thats rubbish okay.Im just telling you all this is for your own good.&lt;br /&gt;As I dont want history to repeat itself.It was already once with our mother.&lt;br /&gt;And you dont have to add on to the history of our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just dont want you to regret and bear the hardships like our mother did.&lt;br /&gt;Think it over.He might be with you for 11 years.&lt;br /&gt;But building a home is much more difficult and require a lot more effort from both.&lt;br /&gt;In order to stay happy.Its totally different from just a normal relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Cause once it happens responsibility will be much heavier.&lt;br /&gt;Please think it over. I dont want you to crash and burn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our mother is lucky to meet our father. But you wont be that lucky.&lt;br /&gt;Cause A person like him only comes once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;I telling you all this is for your own benefit.&lt;br /&gt;Im your sister. I did this cause I care for your well being.&lt;br /&gt;And Im not young anymore as to not understand about this.&lt;br /&gt;But you just told me to mind my own business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are a family.We go through everything together.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, Unless you dont treat us as one anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to take your leave from our house as a sign of you.&lt;br /&gt;Killing all the relationship we all have with you.&lt;br /&gt;Im just worried for you.Whatever it is.Im with you in all the obstacles you facing.&lt;br /&gt;Im always there.Its just that all this while you treat me like a kid.&lt;br /&gt;Well Im a not a kid no more.I can give you a listening ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just dial my number.Ill listen to you brag rant.Absolutely anything.&lt;br /&gt;I know our age gap is big.10 years is big.But that all that doesnt matter.&lt;br /&gt;The matter thing is that you know now that there is someone here.&lt;br /&gt;Who willing to go through things with you.Even if our parents give up on you.&lt;br /&gt;You know my attitude I dont give up that easily.Stubborn and all.&lt;br /&gt;Think it over alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I can forget everything.Pretend nothing happen.&lt;br /&gt;Im willing to.But will others willing to heed it too.I waited for years.&lt;br /&gt;But neither of you wanna give in.Whatever happens we are still a family.&lt;br /&gt;Whether you want it or not.Sometimes giving in solves everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today.I just need to express everything.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime talking about this brings tears to me.&lt;br /&gt;Now the important things to me is Hockey,Studies and Top of all my family now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Memories kills those who loves.&lt;br /&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/6253822427060604357-4439521222768023747?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/4439521222768023747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=4439521222768023747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/4439521222768023747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/4439521222768023747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2007/10/memories-kills-those-who-loves.html' title='Memories kill those who loves'/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-491021474064194866</id><published>2007-10-15T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T19:08:24.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people.&lt;br /&gt;I have been busy with entertaining guest.&lt;br /&gt;For the past two days, Sleepover at Loves' house.&lt;br /&gt;To help out with the guest.&lt;br /&gt;As my grandparents are the oldest in their family.&lt;br /&gt;Their younger siblings and nephews and nieces&lt;br /&gt;will come and look for them.&lt;br /&gt;Resulted to the ATTACK of the guests in that house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its was filled with people.I didnt have time to rest.&lt;br /&gt;The second day was worst. We had to cook Nasi Minyak.&lt;br /&gt;Since My grandmother is old and weak, I and my gay cousin&lt;br /&gt;decided to do cooking with her directions.&lt;br /&gt;We had to cook 30 chickens for the Ayam masak merah.&lt;br /&gt;The other dishes are all cook since the first day.&lt;br /&gt;Include Ayam masak kurma, Sambal goreng pengantin&lt;br /&gt;and the list go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With much energy, in one hour time. The food are ready.&lt;br /&gt;And the best thing, We the chef didnt get to eat it.&lt;br /&gt;The guest who came get to eat it first.&lt;br /&gt;After the first group left. We went to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily when we finished, another group came.&lt;br /&gt;I and my gay cousin didnt take credit for cooking.&lt;br /&gt;So none of the families know that my grandmother didnt do the cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Nasi Minyak didnt last for the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough We cook one big stainless steel pot.&lt;br /&gt;But It took only five families to finish it.&lt;br /&gt;And by the end of the day, the 30 chickens was gone.&lt;br /&gt;It was very tiring for the past two days.&lt;br /&gt;But it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay thats all for today.&lt;br /&gt;Currently stucked at home. with nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;Take care. Byes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Penawar rindu,padamu seorang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-491021474064194866?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/491021474064194866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=491021474064194866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/491021474064194866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/491021474064194866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello-people.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-5078226706163375956</id><published>2007-10-12T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T20:24:21.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello you people.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not blogging this days.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to talk about.Cause Everything has been boring.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much.Except for the last two days.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what to say but Its kinda HOT!&lt;br /&gt;Ehem only you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;To that person Im refering to - Anytime You want it.Just ask.Alrights.&lt;br /&gt;Today last day of Ramadhan.So that means tomorrow is...&lt;br /&gt;HARI RAYA!HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA TO ALL MUSLIMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now in school. Had inter house games. Was fun.&lt;br /&gt;Played powerball with Jy, Xi Mian, Joey and other fry house members.&lt;br /&gt;It had been a long time since Im that crazy while playing.&lt;br /&gt;Played under the hot sun in the field. Was dehydrated.&lt;br /&gt;But still it was worth while playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how did it ended. As in the results.&lt;br /&gt;Left school at 10.20 like that. Before the results was out.&lt;br /&gt;After school, Daddy fetched me. Went to White Sands.&lt;br /&gt;Actually Pasir Ris to fetch My Brother who just came back from NS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight home. After that slept. Was too tired cause of the inter house games.&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden. It rain heavily with thunder and lightning.&lt;br /&gt;I was damn scared that. I was shivering at the corner of my bed.&lt;br /&gt;Hugging Adorable Tigger tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being there for me. I could feel your touch.&lt;br /&gt;Personal doctor your RAWK!&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough you are not qualified to be an actual doctor,&lt;br /&gt;I want you as my PERSONAL doctor always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is HARI RAYA. But Im still not in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;Cause It isnt actually the same as previous years.&lt;br /&gt;There is something missing for this year Raya.&lt;br /&gt;But I shall lift my crazyness for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;First stop My loves' house = Grandparents house.&lt;br /&gt;Here I come in blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats all for today I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Sempena Hari Raya.&lt;br /&gt;Kalau pernah tersilap kata dan tingkah laku.Saya minta maaf.&lt;br /&gt;MAAF ZAHIR DAN BATIN!&lt;br /&gt;If I ever did anything wrong to anyone of you people.&lt;br /&gt;Im terribly SORRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometime life isnt that fair to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-5078226706163375956?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/5078226706163375956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=5078226706163375956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/5078226706163375956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/5078226706163375956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello-you-people.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-649763528971371012</id><published>2007-10-02T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T18:23:12.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today morning.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to sahur.But I kept on vomitting.&lt;br /&gt;So decided not to fast.And I have a literature paper to do.&lt;br /&gt;It was manageable.But Im just afraid that I would not get good marks.&lt;br /&gt;Due to the fact that I had fever and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need the same miracle I have during primary school.&lt;br /&gt;Never obtain a A* for maths.On that particular maths exam.&lt;br /&gt;I had fever.And I still did the paper.&lt;br /&gt;Thats when I got A*.It was totally a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt believe it either.Thats when my maths maintain that way.&lt;br /&gt;So I hope the same miracle will happen for today's lit paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the paper.Dad picked me up.&lt;br /&gt;Planned to go to the doctor.But cancel it.&lt;br /&gt;Went to geylang to get my favourite ROJAK!&lt;br /&gt;Then went home.Was kinda boring.&lt;br /&gt;Console twin a while.She been through alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went online.And suddenly Nasuha started to tell me that she is wearing specs.&lt;br /&gt;I swear she will studious.HAHAH.COOLIOS.&lt;br /&gt;And Besides I have a great time chatting with her.&lt;br /&gt;She make me laugh until stomach hurts ah.&lt;br /&gt;There was once I burst out laughing very loudly.&lt;br /&gt;Even my mom woke up.HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;SAAATAYYY NAS! SATAY GADOH @ PARADE SQUARE.&lt;br /&gt;(I wont forget satay sticks).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Imagine about it makes me laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-649763528971371012?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/649763528971371012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=649763528971371012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/649763528971371012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/649763528971371012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2007/10/today-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-8297442629727523105</id><published>2007-09-28T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T20:28:10.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people.&lt;br /&gt;Im now at my nenek's house.&lt;br /&gt;Breaking fast here.As to welcome my brother home from tekong.&lt;br /&gt;As he had gone for NS two weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;I saw him then I hugged him.And he asked me for a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;I miss him lah like a lot.Every night he will just make us laugh.&lt;br /&gt;But Since he is NS.My house has only been filled with my younger brother&lt;br /&gt;and my noise.And normally thats when me and him fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother will only be back for two days.&lt;br /&gt;And he will return to his base camp at tekong.&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow we are going to go out till midnight I think.&lt;br /&gt;Now he telling us experiences in the camp.&lt;br /&gt;He might be changing into NAVY instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.Lets talk about just now back in school.&lt;br /&gt;I ended class at 10.40 for Champions Seminar.&lt;br /&gt;First time going for it.The souveniors are uber cute.&lt;br /&gt;During the seminar.The most fun thing is the games.&lt;br /&gt;My team were like so enthusiastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were like having fun.After the talk.&lt;br /&gt;Time for refreshments.Since Im fasting.&lt;br /&gt;Spent time talking with coach with nadia and aqilla&lt;br /&gt;Miss him alot.Miss the fun we have during training.&lt;br /&gt;Trainings are only back on October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my team had their refreshment.&lt;br /&gt;We camwhored like hell.Took pictures with Coach.&lt;br /&gt;Took pictures with Miss Ang.It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;Then took pictures with the team.&lt;br /&gt;Today was mainly having fun with the camera.&lt;br /&gt;Just have to smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow.I have my hmt paper.&lt;br /&gt;So stress.And I havent study the peribahasa.&lt;br /&gt;So dead.Im just spending time with my brother.&lt;br /&gt;Listening to his stories.Its interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Never mind I should just study at night later.&lt;br /&gt;When I reach home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All I want is you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-8297442629727523105?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6253822427060604357.post-2651590136442026440</id><published>2007-09-28T08:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T09:07:26.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello humans.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday,I was supposed to meet HBHC at jurong library.&lt;br /&gt;But since not many of us can make only Me,Su,Syaf and Nam could,&lt;br /&gt;We decide to change the venue to yishun library.&lt;br /&gt;Cause Its easier for us to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We planned to study and then watch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;As a relaxation period.But We couldnt find a spot to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;Thought of canceling the movie plan.But stick to studying.&lt;br /&gt;But all of a sudden.We could watch it at Beng's house.&lt;br /&gt;So change the venue again.To Beng's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took bus after school with Beng to her house at Boon Keng.&lt;br /&gt;And told the others meet us at Boon Keng Mrt Station.&lt;br /&gt;Since I and Beng got more than enough time to study while waiting for them.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to take a bath and change.After that I started studying.&lt;br /&gt;Beng joined me after her bathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We studied last than an hour.And We had to pick them up at the mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;But We couldnt find them.Suddenly poof both of them appear.&lt;br /&gt;They were in the toilet.Practically Nam has her weak bladder.&lt;br /&gt;But the best thing is that We only picked up the Dynamic Duo.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of the Trios.Syaf couldnt make cause of her reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach Beng house.Make ourselves comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;And Su started singing.Then started the show.&lt;br /&gt;During the show.The dark clouds took over the skies.&lt;br /&gt;And Beng house was dark.Like a cinema.&lt;br /&gt;Nice environment to watch a horror movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was blaming Su.Cause of her singing the clouds cry.(hahha)&lt;br /&gt;It was just a joke okay.Dont take it to hard okay Su.&lt;br /&gt;After the show.Beng showed us her photo album.&lt;br /&gt;I swear is was uber cute when is was younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon we had to leave as we need to break fast at home.&lt;br /&gt;Nam and Su took the shorter way.Which is from Sengkang took bus to Yishun.&lt;br /&gt;And pass my house.They were late home.And Me too.&lt;br /&gt;I step foot at the door of my house.The azan already ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very tired yesterday.Too much laughing I guess.&lt;br /&gt;And now My eyes are hard to open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With HBHC.Fun and laughter is all you get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-4975579411499332364</id><published>2007-09-25T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T10:32:31.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people.&lt;br /&gt;Today was as per normal.Except We have Science Test.&lt;br /&gt;Then straightly after that is CME paper.&lt;br /&gt;I swear Its very lame shit paper.But oh wells still have to do it.&lt;br /&gt;I dont even study for that paper.Waste of time studying for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school,I should have Maths remedial with Mr C Cube.&lt;br /&gt;But He got teachers' meeting so cancel again.&lt;br /&gt;I went to look for aliffah straight after the submission of papers.&lt;br /&gt;I and her went to JE library as planned with the HBHC.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to go there to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I and aliffah reached there first.So I took out Maths to do revision.&lt;br /&gt;One hour later,the northlanders came.Join us.Next was Twin.&lt;br /&gt;She was very blurred.Only a few months she havent been to JE.&lt;br /&gt;She forgot where is the library.I told Nam to tell her to wait at macs.&lt;br /&gt;Ill go there and pick her up.Then both of us went to fetch her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the library.Syaf was studying with aliffah.&lt;br /&gt;Im studying at one side.All of us were studying Maths.&lt;br /&gt;Except for didie and su.Didie and su was molesting my tablet.&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe what they were watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Su and Nam confirm dah batal puase agaknye.&lt;br /&gt;I was concentrating at my revision.&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough didie and su was like giving us that look.&lt;br /&gt;And the "Ohmygod".Unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who was studying was really studying.&lt;br /&gt;Syaf really didnt know how to do Simultaneous Linear Equation.&lt;br /&gt;Nam went to teach her.She still didnt get it.&lt;br /&gt;I went to teach her.She still didnt get it.&lt;br /&gt;Aliffah went to teach her.She stll didnt get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That shows that three of us aint that good tutors.(haha)&lt;br /&gt;When I explain to her how it supposed to do.&lt;br /&gt;She do some of the question herself.And then finally she understood.&lt;br /&gt;After that.Nam has some problems with Algebraic Equations.&lt;br /&gt;I went to help her.Teach on it.But soon her mind wonder off to other world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I dont want to talk about what they were doing.&lt;br /&gt;Speechless about it.I stay out of it.&lt;br /&gt;Then to the toilet.The weirdest things happen.&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to neaten myself in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When suddenly a group of girls.&lt;br /&gt;Open the door.Then one of the girl say "terperanjat ke"(shocked eh)&lt;br /&gt;I was like no lah.of course not.Then she started to talk to me like she know me.&lt;br /&gt;Then one of her friends ask her whether she knows me.&lt;br /&gt;She said no.I just meet her for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just smiled all the way.All of the sudden.Another girl came in.&lt;br /&gt;One of them too.She saw the other friends talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;Then ask whether they know me.And all of them say no.&lt;br /&gt;She look at me upside down.Then she was like she looks like my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They asked her whats the name of the cousin.&lt;br /&gt;Then the girl say dont know.We meet only during Hari Raya.&lt;br /&gt;Once in a while where there is a wedding ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;Then I look at her.I was like she looks familiar.&lt;br /&gt;Then Since we are not sure whether we are related.&lt;br /&gt;I told her.If you are my cousin.See you during Hari Raya visitings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So When I got home.I asked my mother about the girl.&lt;br /&gt;Then she took out a photo album.Then I saw her.&lt;br /&gt;And confirm she is my cousin.But far cousin named Amira.(HAHAH)&lt;br /&gt;Gosh,I think I suck for not remembering my own cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home with them to Yishun.&lt;br /&gt;Didie and me were singing Hindustan songs.Weird yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Its was one of the funniest moments.When we board the train.Syaf is like pissed.&lt;br /&gt;Su was emo cause of my minnie.Haish.We all werent that noisy then.&lt;br /&gt;When Didie left at Choa Chu Kang.Its gets boring.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone damn quiet do their own stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon at yishun.I,su,syaf and nam go our separate ways home.&lt;br /&gt;Well.All I can say about today is that.&lt;br /&gt;Studying with HBHC is fun and productive.&lt;br /&gt;Hope to do it again sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With HBHC.Fun is what you get with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-4975579411499332364?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/4975579411499332364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=4975579411499332364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/4975579411499332364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/4975579411499332364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello-people_25.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-5266631577184650347</id><published>2007-09-24T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T21:03:10.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello humans.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happen today.&lt;br /&gt;Except for in the morning play under the rain.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun.Not until I got headache and a little bit fever.&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling drowzy.But I bear with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school was damn paiseyy.Cause I thought there is study group.&lt;br /&gt;But actually there isnt.I was in school.hanging around.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for buddy to go for hockey study group.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly.Captain Christabel say there isnt any today.&lt;br /&gt;Whoa,I waited for nothing ah.So pissed off okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of studying.But like studying in school.&lt;br /&gt;Confirm I dont study.But I dont wanna go home that early.&lt;br /&gt;So decided to go national library study.Good girl.Yeah I am.&lt;br /&gt;But met up with some people.But study a bit.(at least better than nothing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow Science Test and CME paper.&lt;br /&gt;Mugged for it.So I hope I can get better marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt know reading books can be very fun.&lt;br /&gt;I mean really its freaking interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to hornybitchhockeyclique.I love books right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Im better off alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-1570995264794558188</id><published>2007-09-19T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T21:24:27.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;Today after school.Went to Nadia's house to study.&lt;br /&gt;I was late.I had maths remedial earlier.&lt;br /&gt;And they got worried cause I was late.&lt;br /&gt;I almost got lost.But I did.Luckily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I reached the house.&lt;br /&gt;Sitifa,Sitira,Sabrina Selamat,Sabrina Azmi and Nadia stop studying.&lt;br /&gt;We decided to watch something.&lt;br /&gt;Quote from the show.&lt;br /&gt;"Beware the stares of Mary Shaw&lt;br /&gt;  She has no children only dolls&lt;br /&gt;  If she appears in your dream&lt;br /&gt;  Never ever scream"&lt;br /&gt;Yes.We decided to watch DEAD SILENCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt know some of them hate horror movies.&lt;br /&gt;Especially Sab Selamat.She was my PTS for the day.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh She was unbelievably scared.&lt;br /&gt;She was screaming and covering her face with spongebob squarepants.&lt;br /&gt;I was like Why are you screaming when are not even watching.&lt;br /&gt;Then I gave her a suggestion which is watch with her eyes big open.&lt;br /&gt;And while doing that she can hold my hand.And grip it hard when she is scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first was open to her only.Cause she screams No one can take it.&lt;br /&gt;But then Nadia was skipping a heartbeat every time something happen.&lt;br /&gt;So I gave her my other hand.But Nadia didnt grip it.She just hold.&lt;br /&gt;But Sab Selamat was like gripping like hell.Not letting go.&lt;br /&gt;My hand was red but I dont mind it.At least she watch the show.&lt;br /&gt;I was the oldest there.So must maintain cool and not scream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I would certainly like a movie marathon after the exams and after puase.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-1570995264794558188?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/1570995264794558188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=1570995264794558188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/1570995264794558188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/1570995264794558188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-1780236932432292116</id><published>2007-09-19T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T11:50:02.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not blogging.After quite sometime.&lt;br /&gt;Couldnt find the time.Or Im just lazy Or Nothing to say for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 3rd month anniversary to Annie&lt;br /&gt;Happy 3rd month anniversary to Twin Couples Didie and Nicolette.&lt;br /&gt;Happy 6th month anniversary to Nadia(Beng)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats for getting this far.&lt;br /&gt;It takes a lot of trust and love to get that far.&lt;br /&gt;And Im sure a lot of effort You guys I have put in to last long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And To Annie.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU TOO.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for dedicating the post for me.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so honoured.Getting the stick for you.Was no problem.&lt;br /&gt;Anytime.No much effort was put in.&lt;br /&gt;But I was feeling so pressured.Cause you gave me a responsibility to get the stick for you.&lt;br /&gt;And Somemore Its a day before.If I dont get it.It will be so sad.&lt;br /&gt;It means alot to you.I bet I know.&lt;br /&gt;And sorry if anything happen to the stick.&lt;br /&gt;Like a scratch.Cause there were a couple of people irritating Me.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if there is anything wrong with the stick.&lt;br /&gt;And need more help just ask.Ill be there for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe you are better off without me&lt;/span&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/6253822427060604357-1780236932432292116?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/1780236932432292116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=1780236932432292116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/1780236932432292116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/1780236932432292116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello-people.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-2969922961380790800</id><published>2007-09-11T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T11:42:15.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today.As usual quite boring.Nothing special happen.&lt;br /&gt;Its just a normal school day like as it is.&lt;br /&gt;Well one Mr C cube remedial classes were cancel.&lt;br /&gt;Cause of teachers meeting.&lt;br /&gt;So when for study outing.We did study a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least We make progress.&lt;br /&gt;But If We didnt study.I would have study at home.&lt;br /&gt;Well now I and Twin are practically bored.&lt;br /&gt;I mean the HornyBitchHockeyClique is incomplete today.&lt;br /&gt;Cause practically only I and Twin who is online.&lt;br /&gt;So Boring Without The Others.No laughing like a Insane Idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The others are in school for bonding session at night.&lt;br /&gt;Coolios.Miss those times with my team.&lt;br /&gt;But We will have it soon.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be the end of Cursing Hugging and Everything.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(even butterflies)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow live the day to the fullest okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause fasting month is starting in two days time.&lt;br /&gt;Time flies.What can I say.&lt;br /&gt;Well its just one month.Im sure everyone can survive it.&lt;br /&gt;Basically We all will have better things to think of.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when FYE is nearing.Like Next Week(!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stress and frustrating.I cant stand it.&lt;br /&gt;To much to absorb within a short period of time.&lt;br /&gt;And the best was just now Assembly we had a talk on 'Sec 3 placement'&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the Combination only.I can die.&lt;br /&gt;I mean like the PRESSURE IS ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got 9 more days to English Final Papers.&lt;br /&gt;This is torture.No doubt about it.I cant do anything.&lt;br /&gt;Except for Studying till I drop down and die.&lt;br /&gt;Been studying more than I used to.&lt;br /&gt;Holidays were for Studies.Never holiday is a holiday for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just Part and Parcel of Teenage Life.I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Well thats all.I have to get back to My Books and Notes.&lt;br /&gt;Take care.Loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Maybe You Are Better Off  Without Me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-2969922961380790800?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/2969922961380790800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=2969922961380790800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/2969922961380790800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/2969922961380790800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2007/09/today.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-2358269853017070144</id><published>2007-09-02T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T13:33:16.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello you.&lt;br /&gt;sorry for not blogging.nothing much to say.&lt;br /&gt;but now i do have.and its a lot more than you think.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna dedicate this post to beloved teammates out there.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the times we sacrifices everything for the season.&lt;br /&gt;i remember during sec one.i dont know you guys that well.&lt;br /&gt;we were separated.as you guys are learning the basics.&lt;br /&gt;and im doing something else.i couldnt have the chance to talk to you guys.&lt;br /&gt;know you guys better.we were like strangers.&lt;br /&gt;i remember we were only hey and bye friends.&lt;br /&gt;but this year changes everything.we got bonded.&lt;br /&gt;nothing can surpass our friendship ties.&lt;br /&gt;all the sweat and hardwork we put together was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;cause we lose together win together teammates.&lt;br /&gt;united we stand,divided we fall.&lt;br /&gt;and we stand united.until we couldnt be separated any longer.&lt;br /&gt;we hang out together every other day.&lt;br /&gt;without meeting each other feel odd.&lt;br /&gt;cause everyday we will have our bonding sessions before training.&lt;br /&gt;be it in school or delta or ccab trainings.&lt;br /&gt;we have time to talk and laugh and share everything together.&lt;br /&gt;i cant deny that.the passion we all have to win.no one can judge them.&lt;br /&gt;we sacrifice all our june holidays.neglecting holiday homework.&lt;br /&gt;just to train be it rain or shine.we didnt care.cause we never let our eyes of the prize.&lt;br /&gt;we trained hard.we played together.the teamwork we have.&lt;br /&gt;its incomparable to other teams.the love we have for each other.&lt;br /&gt;was beyond words that can be describe.and we played hard.&lt;br /&gt;never give up even upon losing the game.that makes us winners.&lt;br /&gt;cause of not giving up we won the match against teck whye.&lt;br /&gt;eventhough they were leading.&lt;br /&gt;we strive.we took every chances we have to win the game.&lt;br /&gt;and we finally came to semis.and we told one another.&lt;br /&gt;lets go for the gold.HALF WAY is NO WAY.for us.&lt;br /&gt;we started of the season to win.now we in the semis.&lt;br /&gt;and want to end it there.NO WAY.we have to finish the season with pride.&lt;br /&gt;i know before the semis match.i wasnt showing you guys the will to win.&lt;br /&gt;i was being too emo that i didnt care for the others.didnt know it would affect you guys.&lt;br /&gt;but nevertheless you guys never give up on me.you guys tried so hard to cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;so that it wont affect the game being played later.&lt;br /&gt;and i decided that nothing can affect me playing well.&lt;br /&gt;cause i cant possibly let down my team my coach my school.&lt;br /&gt;i pulled myself together for you guys.and in the game.&lt;br /&gt;i know i would flared up.but i controlled.cause of YOU GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;cause you guys told me to relax.and have composure of myself.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt want to shout at you guys.cause i know it will demoralised you guys.&lt;br /&gt;so i shout commands.like 'regroup'.to release anger.&lt;br /&gt;and i remember what coach said to us once twice.&lt;br /&gt;convert all your anger to energy thats when everything doesnt matter anymore.&lt;br /&gt;and your focus will be on the game.and you guys reminded me of those words.&lt;br /&gt;we as a team make it towards the finals.where people thought we couldnt make it.&lt;br /&gt;BUT we did.eventhough we lose the game.that doesnt make us losers.&lt;br /&gt;that make us WINNERS instead.cause eventhough they are one goal ahead.&lt;br /&gt;you guys didnt give up.we didnt give up.we continue to strive till the final whistle.&lt;br /&gt;giving our best in the game.and that matters.it doesnt matter whether we win or lose.&lt;br /&gt;cause together i know that we know that CRESCENT HOCKEY IS FOREVER NUMBER 1!&lt;br /&gt;in our hearts and it will forever be that way.&lt;br /&gt;im really going to miss the times we had joy and sadness together.&lt;br /&gt;the ups and downs.we go through it together.never leave anyone behind.&lt;br /&gt;cheering for one another.have faith and believe in ourselves and the team.&lt;br /&gt;ill forever remember you guys.and i love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;and im sure next year we will strive to get our positions.&lt;br /&gt;eventhough i know its going to be a tough job to fight for positions with the seniors.&lt;br /&gt;but promise me you guys wont give up.and looking at us.&lt;br /&gt;i know you guys wont have the thought to even give up.&lt;br /&gt;believe that we will get the positions that we deserve as long as we try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the sec ones.train hard.for your coming c div next year.&lt;br /&gt;there is still a long way to go.there is time for you to train.&lt;br /&gt;and learn new things.sharpened yourself up.to be the best team.&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is.we are a part of crescent hockey.&lt;br /&gt;i will support you guys all the way.but remember to give your best.&lt;br /&gt;i could see the bond you all have.continue to be that way.&lt;br /&gt;ill miss playing with you guys.promise me one thing.&lt;br /&gt;promise me that you guys wont give up until you guys get to achieve our dreams.&lt;br /&gt;we all have to chase after the dreams.then we will get it.&lt;br /&gt;people who tried and failed to get their dreams arent failures&lt;br /&gt;cause they will try to run after it again.&lt;br /&gt;but people who failed and give it up.they are the failures.&lt;br /&gt;cause they never know how close they are to their dreams when they give it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here the pictures and the memories we had together as a team.&lt;br /&gt;DURING CAMP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa125/rz-hocker/P1040900_JPG.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theory sessions.going to miss it.all the jokes coach have for us.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes serious sessions.actually always.but there will still be laughter here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camp was unforgettable.in the morning everyone was serious.&lt;br /&gt;training was taken seriously.breakfast lunch dinner.&lt;br /&gt;we sang our hockey song with pride.loud and clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN WE GET TO HEAVEN(echo)&lt;br /&gt;SOME PEOPLE WILL SAY(echo)&lt;br /&gt;HOW WE GET TO HEAVEN(echo)&lt;br /&gt;HOW WE FIND OUR WAY(echo)&lt;br /&gt;I REPLY WITH A LITTLE BIT OF ANGER(echo)&lt;br /&gt;I FOUND MY WAY AS A CRESCENT HOCKEY PLAYER(echo)&lt;br /&gt;LIVING A LIFE FULL OF FUN AND DANGER(echo)&lt;br /&gt;HEY HEY WHAT YOU SEE NOW.(echo)&lt;br /&gt;CRESCENT HOCKEY ON ITS WAY NOW.(echo)&lt;br /&gt;CRESCENT HOCKEY ON ITS WAY..........NOW!(together)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we will always laughed at the way our captain christabel lead us singing.&lt;br /&gt;she always got way off rhythm.as she got faster at some points.&lt;br /&gt;soon we learned how to sing it properly as a team.&lt;br /&gt;and we keep on singing this song in the bus on the way for our match.&lt;br /&gt;to boost up confidence in ourselves.and it makes us see how united we are.&lt;br /&gt;well back to camp.&lt;br /&gt;at night.before the lights out.singing was our next passion.&lt;br /&gt;being completely insane.dancing on stage.&lt;br /&gt;entertaining ourselves on stage.singing and dancing the song SEXY BACK.&lt;br /&gt;cause we all are bringing SEXY BACK.&lt;br /&gt;then before going to sleep.we sang the song ACCIDENTALLY IN LOVE and FIREFLY&lt;br /&gt;they were our team songs.when we are high accidentally in love is the song for us.&lt;br /&gt;when we are emo together firefly is the song for us.&lt;br /&gt;at night we started to hamburger each other.we all are victims of one another.&lt;br /&gt;all the memories we had together are sweet and unforgettable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRIZE GIVING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa125/rz-hocker/P1060688_JPG.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting patiently for our medals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa125/rz-hocker/P1060689_JPG.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camwhore while waiting and miss ang became our photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa125/rz-hocker/P1060712_JPG.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;admiring our achievement together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa125/rz-hocker/P1060715_JPG.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kissing our medals with pride.at the goalpost.&lt;br /&gt;where we prevent goals getting through us&lt;br /&gt;where we make use of all the chances to put in as much goals in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa125/rz-hocker/P1060717_JPG.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm.erm.this one im not sure.hahha.being monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;cause we lost our heads there.terrorising the goalpost.&lt;br /&gt;hoping it wont collapse on us.hahhaha.good time good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa125/rz-hocker/P1060719_JPG.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldnt get enough of smiling for the camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa125/rz-hocker/P1060723_JPG.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jumping together as a team to reach for the skies and dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa125/rz-hocker/P1060724_JPG.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried twice.and not going to give up trying to get hold of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa125/rz-hocker/P1060721_JPG.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and our last cheer as cdiv 2007.our last and best cheer ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa125/rz-hocker/P1060725_JPG.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chyan wen christabel and michelle&lt;br /&gt;vice capt,captain,vice capt.&lt;br /&gt;the best ones i ever have.thanks for everything you guys have done for the team and for me.&lt;br /&gt;cheering me up when im down.never lose faith in me and the team.&lt;br /&gt;always giving positive remarks.and told us that we are the best no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;and we would achieve what we dream of as long as we dont give up&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys.no doubt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa125/rz-hocker/P1040614_JPG.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally the guy who never give up on us.believe in us.that we are the best.&lt;br /&gt;although trainings were tough.he still have the time to joke around.&lt;br /&gt;to make our day.eventhough we have to be serious.he is fun and loving.&lt;br /&gt;and i believe that we did make him proud.i love you coach.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for everything you gave us.be it toughness.&lt;br /&gt;i know all the hardships and obstacle that you lay for us is for our own good.&lt;br /&gt;you want us to be physically tough and mentally tough.&lt;br /&gt;i appreciate everything you given us.&lt;br /&gt;i hope you have a pleasant journey in china.&lt;br /&gt;leaving us here to collect our prize.i know you want to be with us.&lt;br /&gt;but you have a role to play.i understand.&lt;br /&gt;so when you come back.tell us and we have a group photo alright coach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa125/rz-hocker/P1060718_JPG.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not the least.we got 1st runner up this year.&lt;br /&gt;and we will not just stop there.&lt;br /&gt;but we will continue to chase after our dreams.&lt;br /&gt;we will improve everything we can improve on&lt;br /&gt;and next year we will be the CHAMPS.hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;cause thats where CRESCENT HOCKEY WANNA BE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRESCENT HOCKEY WILL FOREVER BE NUMBER ONE IN OUR HEARTS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-2358269853017070144?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/2358269853017070144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=2358269853017070144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/2358269853017070144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/2358269853017070144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello-you.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-4276102690701565303</id><published>2007-08-16T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T21:46:29.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HILARY DUFF-HAPPY LYRICS&lt;br /&gt;I understand why you're looking for tears in my eyes, eyes&lt;br /&gt;Trust me they were there but now the well has run dry, ahay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in so deep and couldn't get out&lt;br /&gt;I sat on feelings that were burried deep down&lt;br /&gt;I knew there'd come a day when all paths would cross&lt;br /&gt;And I'm glad it's today 'cause now I am strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy and I can thank myself&lt;br /&gt;If it were up to you I'd be in my bed crying&lt;br /&gt;But I'm happy and I know that makes you sad&lt;br /&gt;After all the things you put me through I'm finally getting over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a reason why we met and I'm glad that we did, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;But when we broke up I got back a part of me I really missed&lt;br /&gt;Not saying that you brought me down all the time&lt;br /&gt;There were moments I lived without light on my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy and I can thank myself&lt;br /&gt;If it were up to you I'd be in my bed crying&lt;br /&gt;But I'm happy and I know that makes you mad&lt;br /&gt;After all the things you put me through I'm finally getting over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the bitterness has passed&lt;br /&gt;And I only wish you someone who&lt;br /&gt;Can do what I can't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy and I can thank myself&lt;br /&gt;If it were up to you I'd be in my bed crying&lt;br /&gt;But I'm happy and I know that makes you mad&lt;br /&gt;After all the things you put me through I'm finally getting over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy and I can thank myself&lt;br /&gt;If it were up to you I'd be in my bed crying&lt;br /&gt;But I'm happy and I know that makes you sad&lt;br /&gt;After all the things you put me through I'm finally getting over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Gl87j5aZ8W/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Gl87j5aZ8W/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-1349437433529434344</id><published>2007-08-16T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T20:13:52.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello you.&lt;br /&gt;okay had training.&lt;br /&gt;just came back from CCAB.&lt;br /&gt;cause of the two days of relaxation.&lt;br /&gt;coach make us run 10 rounds around the field.&lt;br /&gt;at first i thought cannot make it one.&lt;br /&gt;cause stamina dropped.&lt;br /&gt;but we finished it without a problem.&lt;br /&gt;we wrote a card for GILDA.&lt;br /&gt;a FAREWELL CARD.&lt;br /&gt;cause shes leaving SINGAPORE for further studies&lt;br /&gt;for three years.&lt;br /&gt;when she comes back.im leaving for AUSTRAILIA.&lt;br /&gt;okay.yeah.i got a date with my doctor.&lt;br /&gt;not really date.but erm appointment.&lt;br /&gt;talking about some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;erm please&lt;br /&gt;he cant take away the thing that I LOVE THE MOST.&lt;br /&gt;i never stop thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;every second my head thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;my love for it never fades eventhough how many&lt;br /&gt;times it hurts me.&lt;br /&gt;all the sacrifices i make all because of it.&lt;br /&gt;im nothing with it.&lt;br /&gt;for 6 years im faithful to it.so FAITHFUL.&lt;br /&gt;and now my doctor say im going to lose it.&lt;br /&gt;i cant accept that fact.&lt;br /&gt;but there is another option.&lt;br /&gt;go for another operation.&lt;br /&gt;but i had enough.all the operation aint working.&lt;br /&gt;so whats the point.&lt;br /&gt;but he say undergo it or lose YOUR LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;i was like no.can i dont choose.&lt;br /&gt;im so confused.&lt;br /&gt;I DONT WANT TO LOSE HOCKEY.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I TOO DONT WANT TO GO OPERATION.&lt;br /&gt;i hate making choices.&lt;br /&gt;cause i know that i always make wrong choices.&lt;br /&gt;and regret when i finally realised it was nothing but a MISTAKE.&lt;br /&gt;im ending here.&lt;br /&gt;take care.byes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why did two lovers end up like strangers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-1349437433529434344?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/1349437433529434344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=1349437433529434344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/1349437433529434344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/1349437433529434344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2007/08/hello-you.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-258283689071296269</id><published>2007-08-14T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T10:42:41.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LAX-FORGET YOU-LYRICS&lt;br /&gt;Imma tell you a story ... here it goes&lt;br /&gt;Listen&lt;br /&gt;1st verse&lt;br /&gt;Let me say this face to face&lt;br /&gt;before you walk away from me&lt;br /&gt;listen up baby&lt;br /&gt;we know things aint gunna change&lt;br /&gt;I love you but she’s in the way&lt;br /&gt;where does that leave me ?&lt;br /&gt;pre-chorus&lt;br /&gt;what a mess so wrapped up in you&lt;br /&gt;and theres nobody else for me&lt;br /&gt;in my heart i am so confused&lt;br /&gt;but I keep telling myself&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Forget you&lt;br /&gt;that’s all I wanna do&lt;br /&gt;I gotta face the truth&lt;br /&gt;cause this just ain’t no good for me (no good for me)&lt;br /&gt;Forget you&lt;br /&gt;I really wish I could get you off my mind&lt;br /&gt;as hard as I may try I cant&lt;br /&gt;Forget you&lt;br /&gt;do do do do do do do i just gotta forget you&lt;br /&gt;do do do do do bri talk to em'&lt;br /&gt;2nd verse&lt;br /&gt;Baby heres where i went wrong&lt;br /&gt;thinkin I could have you&lt;br /&gt;even though I knew the truth&lt;br /&gt;you were with somebody else&lt;br /&gt;don’t mean no disrespect&lt;br /&gt;but she aint got nothing on me&lt;br /&gt;oooohh oooohh&lt;br /&gt;Pre-chorus&lt;br /&gt;What a mess&lt;br /&gt;wish that I could get over you&lt;br /&gt;but my hearts tellin me to... oh oooh&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Forget you&lt;br /&gt;that's all I wanna do (I wanna do)&lt;br /&gt;Ive gotta face the truth (the truth)&lt;br /&gt;cause this just aint no good for me (noooooo)&lt;br /&gt;forget you&lt;br /&gt;i really wish i could&lt;br /&gt;get you off my mind (get you off my mind)&lt;br /&gt;as hard as I may try I cant&lt;br /&gt;forget you&lt;br /&gt;Bridge&lt;br /&gt;Wish things were different but they`re not&lt;br /&gt;you and I will never be&lt;br /&gt;that's what is killin me&lt;br /&gt;Best thing for me to do is go and find somebody new&lt;br /&gt;but that wont happen till&lt;br /&gt;I forget you&lt;br /&gt;do do do do do do do...i just gotta forget you&lt;br /&gt;whoa whoaaaa yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;Forget you (woo)&lt;br /&gt;that's all I wanna do&lt;br /&gt;Ive gotta face the truth (face the the truth)&lt;br /&gt;cause this just ain`t no good for me (good for me yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Forget you&lt;br /&gt;I really wish I could&lt;br /&gt;get you off my mind (get you off my mind)&lt;br /&gt;as hard as I may try I cant (hoo hoo hoo)&lt;br /&gt;Forget you&lt;br /&gt;that's all I wanna do (you no nooo nooo)&lt;br /&gt;Ive gotta face the truth&lt;br /&gt;cause this just aint no good for me (no good for me)&lt;br /&gt;forget you&lt;br /&gt;I really wish I could (really wish I could)&lt;br /&gt;get you off my mind (get you off my mind)&lt;br /&gt;as hard as I may try I cant&lt;br /&gt;forget you&lt;br /&gt;oooooh ooooh hooo&lt;br /&gt;do do doo doooo&lt;br /&gt;oooh I gotta forget you&lt;br /&gt;gotta forget you&lt;br /&gt;gotta forget you&lt;br /&gt;gotta forget you&lt;br /&gt;gotta forget you&lt;br /&gt;yooou ..uh&lt;br /&gt;ooooh&lt;br /&gt;gotta forget you&lt;br /&gt;gotta forget you&lt;br /&gt;gotta forget you&lt;br /&gt;gotta forget you&lt;br /&gt;ooooh&lt;br /&gt;ey hey&lt;br /&gt;and that's the story, now you know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;hoo&lt;br /&gt;and that's all I gotta say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/hTu09Itoz2/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/hTu09Itoz2/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-258283689071296269?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/258283689071296269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6253822427060604357.post-4190015179778257143</id><published>2007-08-13T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T20:08:58.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks people for coming down to support.&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY HAVE TO THANK GREEN TEA.&lt;br /&gt;for making me turn into a stronger person.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i couldnt go through the game without.&lt;br /&gt;a break down before the match and after match.&lt;br /&gt;but thanks to FOUR BOTTLES of GREEN TEA.&lt;br /&gt;it really does helps.&lt;br /&gt;GREEN TEA = DEPRESSION MEDICATION.&lt;br /&gt;so people see me being emo.&lt;br /&gt;feed me GREEN TEA like a baby.&lt;br /&gt;then ill be back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;hahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;FINALS HERE CRESCENT COMES.&lt;br /&gt;and i really wanna say that it was really a TOUGH game.&lt;br /&gt;it was really hard for me to go through it.&lt;br /&gt;but oh heck.we did it aint that right team.&lt;br /&gt;come on train harder.&lt;br /&gt;and NEVER LET ANYTHING BRING YOU DOWN.&lt;br /&gt;or AFFECTS YOU IN ANY WAY.&lt;br /&gt;JUST DONT LET YOUR EYES OF THE PRIZE.&lt;br /&gt;if you do that,nothing else would matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU SENIORS.&lt;br /&gt;"NUMB NUMB WHERES MY GUM GUM DUMB DUMB"&lt;br /&gt;thanks for saying that.it really makes me high.hahha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-4190015179778257143?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/4190015179778257143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=4190015179778257143' title='0 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discography, albums, songs, lyrics, video clips, pictures, music, discussion, fanpages and more!" href="http://artists.letssingit.com/a-teens-m5b6z/overview"&gt;A*Teens&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a title="A*Teens - Hi And Goodbye with lyrics, video clip and discussion" href="http://artists.letssingit.com/a-teens-lyrics-hi-and-goodbye-4mj48st"&gt;Hi And Goodbye&lt;/a&gt; Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;I see you walking down the street&lt;br /&gt;I catch your eye before we meet&lt;br /&gt;But you look down to check your feet&lt;br /&gt;I wish I'd say 'Are you okay?&lt;br /&gt;You're looking better everyday'&lt;br /&gt;But I just smile and walk away&lt;br /&gt;Why did two lovers&lt;br /&gt;End up like strangers&lt;br /&gt;When did we stop seeing eye to eye&lt;br /&gt;Everyday&lt;br /&gt;You took my breath away&lt;br /&gt;But now there's no reply&lt;br /&gt;Only hi, goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Like a dream come true&lt;br /&gt;When it was me and you&lt;br /&gt;Now I just don't know why&lt;br /&gt;We say hi and&lt;br /&gt;Hi and goodybe&lt;br /&gt;Hi and goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds like a cliché&lt;br /&gt;But when I pass our old café&lt;br /&gt;It almost feels like yesterday&lt;br /&gt;(like yesterday)&lt;br /&gt;We shared a blanket in the cold&lt;br /&gt;To give a promise made of gold&lt;br /&gt;We had a deal through heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;Why did two lovers&lt;br /&gt;End up like strangers&lt;br /&gt;When did we stop seeing eye to eye&lt;br /&gt;Everyday&lt;br /&gt;You took my breath away&lt;br /&gt;But now there's no reply&lt;br /&gt;Only hi, goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Like a dream come true&lt;br /&gt;When it was me and you&lt;br /&gt;Now I just don't know why&lt;br /&gt;We say hi and&lt;br /&gt;Hi and goodybe&lt;br /&gt;I remember the way&lt;br /&gt;We always had words to say&lt;br /&gt;And nothing could tear us apart&lt;br /&gt;I knew you by heart&lt;br /&gt;We were eye to eye (eye to eye)&lt;br /&gt;Now we're only hi and goodbye&lt;br /&gt;(low wisper): hi &amp;amp; goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Everyday&lt;br /&gt;You took my breath away&lt;br /&gt;But now there's no reply&lt;br /&gt;Only hi, goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Like a dream come true&lt;br /&gt;When it was me and you&lt;br /&gt;Now I just don't know why&lt;br /&gt;We say hi and&lt;br /&gt;Hi and goodybe&lt;br /&gt;Everyday&lt;br /&gt;You took my breath away&lt;br /&gt;But now there's no reply&lt;br /&gt;Only hi, goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Like a dream come true&lt;br /&gt;When it was me and you&lt;br /&gt;Now I just don't know why&lt;br /&gt;We say hi and&lt;br /&gt;Hi and goodybe&lt;br /&gt;Hi and goodbye good(bye)&lt;br /&gt;Hi and goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Hi and goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Oooooooooohhhhh&lt;br /&gt;Hi and goodbye&lt;br /&gt;(goodbye)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/COCN7XHOp2/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/COCN7XHOp2/aus=false/" 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href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2007/08/ateens-hi-and-goodbye-lyrics-i-see-you.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-3836513417071408989</id><published>2007-08-07T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T13:34:42.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HILARY DUFF-STRANGER LYRICS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Nobody believes me when I tell 'em that you're out of your mind&lt;br /&gt;Nobody believes me when I tell 'em that there's so much you hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You treat me like a queen when we go out&lt;br /&gt;Wanna show everyone what our love's about&lt;br /&gt;All wrapped up in me whenever there is a crowd&lt;br /&gt;But when no ones around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres no kindness in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;The way you look at me, it's just not right&lt;br /&gt;I can tell what's going on this time&lt;br /&gt;Theres a stranger in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not the person that I once knew&lt;br /&gt;Are you scared to let them know it's you?&lt;br /&gt;If they could only see you like I do&lt;br /&gt;Then they would see a stranger too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever do anything that was this cruel to you?&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever make you wonder who was standing in the room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made yourself look perfect in everyway&lt;br /&gt;So when this goes down I'm the one that will be blamed&lt;br /&gt;Your plan is working so you can just walk away&lt;br /&gt;Baby your secret's safe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres no kindness in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;The way you look at me, it's just not right&lt;br /&gt;I can tell what's going on this time&lt;br /&gt;Theres a stranger in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not the person that I once knew&lt;br /&gt;Are you scared to let them know it's you?&lt;br /&gt;If they could only see you like I do&lt;br /&gt;Then they would see a stranger too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a long way back from this place we arrived&lt;br /&gt;When I think of all the time I've wasted I could cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres no kindness in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;The way you look at me, it's just not right&lt;br /&gt;I can tell what's going on this time&lt;br /&gt;Theres a stranger in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not the person that I once knew&lt;br /&gt;Are you scared to let them know it's you?&lt;br /&gt;If they could only see you like I do&lt;br /&gt;Then they would see a stranger too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres no kindness in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;The way you look at me, it's just not right&lt;br /&gt;I can tell what's going on this time&lt;br /&gt;Theres a stranger in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not the person I once knew&lt;br /&gt;Are you scared to let them know it's you?&lt;br /&gt;If they could only see you like I do&lt;br /&gt;Then they would see a stranger too&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-3836513417071408989?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/3836513417071408989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=3836513417071408989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/3836513417071408989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;that what&lt;br /&gt;CRESCENT HOCKEY IS ALL ABOUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;against all odds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-6956112827394884699?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/6956112827394884699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=6956112827394884699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/6956112827394884699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/6956112827394884699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-is-ten-percent-luck-twenty-percent_07.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-7516815314580246161</id><published>2007-08-03T07:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T12:30:16.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AINT NO MOUNTAIN HIGH ENOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;aint that right team.&lt;br /&gt;we cant let on stupid mistake bring us down.&lt;br /&gt;just repent.forget it.&lt;br /&gt;remember what coach say.&lt;br /&gt;we cant only show discipline in the pitch.&lt;br /&gt;we have to show it outside the pitch too.&lt;br /&gt;please promise me that we wont do it again.&lt;br /&gt;be good girls.no more of this shits.&lt;br /&gt;we cant let this thing stop us.&lt;br /&gt;give up before fighting for our goals.our dream.&lt;br /&gt;we have sacrifice all our time for this season.&lt;br /&gt;during the june holidays.&lt;br /&gt;almost everyday coming back for training at delta.&lt;br /&gt;at 1-3 which is the hottest time of the day.&lt;br /&gt;going through dehydration.but we never complain.&lt;br /&gt;dont tell me we are going to dump all this sacrifices&lt;br /&gt;down the drain.please.we all work hard.&lt;br /&gt;all the physical training and practices have been worth while.&lt;br /&gt;till we get into semis.but is it going to stop there.&lt;br /&gt;no it must not.and it would not.&lt;br /&gt;we going to prove ourselves that.&lt;br /&gt;if we have a dream we are going to go AGAINST ALL ODDS.&lt;br /&gt;remember this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;those who fail are those who give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;that means as long as you dont give up&lt;br /&gt;you are not a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAILURE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so never &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GIVE UP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all i have to say.&lt;br /&gt;continue tonight.&lt;br /&gt;take care till then&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;byes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and you make me feel like it isnt so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/6253822427060604357-7516815314580246161?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6253822427060604357.post-5542365192262082116</id><published>2007-08-01T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T10:17:19.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks hawt affair for calling me last night.&lt;br /&gt;you always know when i need you.&lt;br /&gt;you called at the right time.&lt;br /&gt;sorry you had to listen to my ranting yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for cheering me up.&lt;br /&gt;maybe you are right.ill try to heed your advice.&lt;br /&gt;can meet me before sunday.&lt;br /&gt;if you cant then neh mind.sunday is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;i can always count on you hawt.&lt;br /&gt;love ya lots.miss ya too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will drop down dead just to know You care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-5542365192262082116?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/5542365192262082116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=5542365192262082116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/5542365192262082116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/5542365192262082116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2007/08/thanks-hawt-affair-for-calling-me-last.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-4695491901173014773</id><published>2007-07-31T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T12:29:14.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hello.&lt;br /&gt;im in class again as usual bored.i was kinda disappointed yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;i dint get a chance to go out with hawt affair.cause why shes busy doing some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;cheat my feelings lah you.but neh mind.i understand.but promise me sunday is SUNDAY.&lt;br /&gt;NO BUTTS.i wont accept any BUTTS.okay.&lt;br /&gt;just now wait for her(its not who you think it is)at the mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;last night i was thinking about.what she going to talk to me about.&lt;br /&gt;i would have guess is about that thingy.&lt;br /&gt;walking to school with her like old times is FUN.&lt;br /&gt;at least i dont walk alone.and make my mind go wild.&lt;br /&gt;i was laughing all the way to school.eventhough my stomach hurts.&lt;br /&gt;cause of muscle aching.but it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;should do it again sometimes.should we?yes?no?&lt;br /&gt;maybe.but ill see first kayy.&lt;br /&gt;ill give you your ferris wheel okay.&lt;br /&gt;but what if im gone even before it finished building.&lt;br /&gt;the answer is ill make my brother bring you there alrights.&lt;br /&gt;since he loves you many many.hahha.&lt;br /&gt;dont worry.whatever.i will not make ferris wheel as a threat okay.&lt;br /&gt;you make me high.hahha.so i bought you green tea.&lt;br /&gt;to make you more high.hahha.okay.im crapping.&lt;br /&gt;i think i better concentrate in class.&lt;br /&gt;or ill flunked maths.&lt;br /&gt;so update more later.if i have time too.&lt;br /&gt;take care.till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you're gone the pieces of my heart are missing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6253822427060604357-4695491901173014773?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/4695491901173014773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=4695491901173014773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/4695491901173014773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/4695491901173014773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello_31.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-3293340784811615134</id><published>2007-07-30T11:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T19:04:23.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;im fine.dont worry to much okay.&lt;br /&gt;im having literature now.&lt;br /&gt;omg for the first time i cant be bothered&lt;br /&gt;with the scenes.hawt affair asked me out.&lt;br /&gt;today.at night.hope my parents allow it.&lt;br /&gt;they should allow it.hahha.cause its hawt affair.&lt;br /&gt;they always allow it.im glad you finally called me.&lt;br /&gt;we talked like hell yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for assuring me that nothing will happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;as long as you are there with me.&lt;br /&gt;thanks sugarpie.i owe you one.&lt;br /&gt;the best part about the date.is that its her treat.&lt;br /&gt;for the first time shes actually having the initiative.&lt;br /&gt;to make me have a joyful day after being so down.&lt;br /&gt;she knows me damn well.i tried to hide away my sorrows.&lt;br /&gt;but she always find out.i cant hide from you can i.&lt;br /&gt;okay.forget about the date.a while.&lt;br /&gt;till i get a green light from my parents.&lt;br /&gt;im going to have training today.one hour training.&lt;br /&gt;then we will have common test.&lt;br /&gt;then ill go home.and do some physical training.&lt;br /&gt;need to backup on my stamina.&lt;br /&gt;okay continue later.&lt;br /&gt;more about the date.if i have time okay.&lt;br /&gt;or if im not tired.so i hope im free and not tired.&lt;br /&gt;ill blog okay.if not.&lt;br /&gt;till here then.&lt;br /&gt;see you people around.&lt;br /&gt;take care byes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you're gone the pieces of my heart are missing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6253822427060604357-3293340784811615134?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/3293340784811615134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>should i listen to my doctor?yes?no?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know.can someone tell me what to do.&lt;br /&gt;somehow in my life things get worst.&lt;br /&gt;and cant do anything to stop it.or even avoid it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;cause im dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-2407970571786031123?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/2407970571786031123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=2407970571786031123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/2407970571786031123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/2407970571786031123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2007/07/should-i-listen-to-my-doctoryesno-i_29.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-5515551844354296602</id><published>2007-07-23T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T13:34:24.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hello&lt;br /&gt;today is unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;WE WON TECK WHYE. 2-1&lt;br /&gt;going against NORTHLAND&lt;br /&gt;next thursday the 2nd of august.&lt;br /&gt;at DELTA.cant wait for the game.&lt;br /&gt;but i kinda not feeling quite well.&lt;br /&gt;cause of the rolling in the pitch thanks to the goalie.&lt;br /&gt;im kinda tired now.so update later.&lt;br /&gt;it was a good game.and good fight.&lt;br /&gt;cause both of the team wants to conquer the table.&lt;br /&gt;it was a really tiring and tough game.&lt;br /&gt;but everything was worth it training everyday during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-5515551844354296602?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6253822427060604357.post-5195179498631734018</id><published>2007-07-22T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T22:43:52.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a lot is running through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;and twin you are the only one who knows it.&lt;br /&gt;wish its easy to think positively.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-5195179498631734018?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/5195179498631734018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=5195179498631734018' title='0 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/&gt;Pada saat suramku menyapa di hatiku&lt;br /&gt;Mungkinkah masih ada, oh cinta indah buatku&lt;br /&gt;Sedangkan sepi menemaniku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buanglah sepimu menjadi sekuntum rindu&lt;br /&gt;Aku akan mengisi ruang hatimu kasih&lt;br /&gt;Cinta ini buatmu&lt;br /&gt;Hati ini buatmu&lt;br /&gt;Di sini ada cinta buatmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ku cinta kamu, ku sayang kamu&lt;br /&gt;Untuk selama-lamanya di hatiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menyayangimu...mencintaimu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benarkah ini kasih&lt;br /&gt;Kebahagiaan kita miliki&lt;br /&gt;Oh....oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pintaku padamu jujurlah oh ke akhirnya&lt;br /&gt;Agar asmara kekal abadi dalam hati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kekasih ku berjanji&lt;br /&gt;Menemanimu nanti&lt;br /&gt;Demi cinta indah ini kasih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku hanya mampu berdoa&lt;br /&gt;Takdir ini buat kita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menuju bahagia&lt;br /&gt;Kita miliki cinta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kekasih ku berjanji&lt;br /&gt;Menemanimu nanti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demi cinta indah ini kasih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/BUxpGeI1du/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/BUxpGeI1du/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-82379962272611391?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/82379962272611391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=82379962272611391' 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blog make you feel hurt.&lt;br /&gt;im really sorry.the whole night i dint sleep properly.&lt;br /&gt;cause i was thinking about what i did wrong.&lt;br /&gt;and i realised it only when i read the post again.&lt;br /&gt;im really sorry.i dont know what else to say.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow i feel that sorry isnt enough.&lt;br /&gt;but seems like thats the only think i can say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-5684289059114655856?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/5684289059114655856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=5684289059114655856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/5684289059114655856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/5684289059114655856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2007/07/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-3560762127243832735</id><published>2007-07-20T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T12:34:02.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;im in class now and its dk's class.&lt;br /&gt;well science is cool and hip.especially practical.&lt;br /&gt;but dk make it so boring.im in the physic lab now.&lt;br /&gt;but not doing any experiments yet.&lt;br /&gt;today i was supposed to be the match with teck whye.&lt;br /&gt;but we were told its brought forward to next tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;and the sad thing its in the morning.like at 8.&lt;br /&gt;if im not wrong.but like its very early.&lt;br /&gt;i think we must be there by 8.&lt;br /&gt;we are going to play in a silent environment.&lt;br /&gt;thats just feel weird.okay.&lt;br /&gt;ill continue tonight.&lt;br /&gt;take care bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-3560762127243832735?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/3560762127243832735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=3560762127243832735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/3560762127243832735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/3560762127243832735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello_20.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-8775828222955223209</id><published>2007-07-19T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T13:00:32.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;today was a boring day in school.had pe lesson.but it rain half way.&lt;br /&gt;so like im an emo kid dint want to like get out of the pouring rain.&lt;br /&gt;but i have no choice but to get out.cause my teacher told us too.&lt;br /&gt;in the end of the class i have common test.&lt;br /&gt;after finishing that paper,had to rush down to delta.&lt;br /&gt;for an hour training which we were late.&lt;br /&gt;coach wasnt there so we had self training.&lt;br /&gt;when the session ends.coach call us to come down&lt;br /&gt;school for theory.but i got other plans.&lt;br /&gt;but luckily coach isnt feeling well.so he cancel the theory lesson.&lt;br /&gt;i hope his fine.get well soon okay coach.&lt;br /&gt;i rush down to school to get aliffah.&lt;br /&gt;so that we can go to our loves match together.&lt;br /&gt;the game is at 4.30 but we reached there before 4.we were damn early.&lt;br /&gt;watch their game.it was really a how can i put it.&lt;br /&gt;a tough game for them.cause both team wanna make it to semis.&lt;br /&gt;northland vs east view.&lt;br /&gt;northland was leading by one in first half.&lt;br /&gt;then in 2nd half things get even more tougher.&lt;br /&gt;east view scored.then another one.&lt;br /&gt;i was already crossing my fingers wishing that northland will get in.&lt;br /&gt;then northland equalize the game with other goal.&lt;br /&gt;then they scored another one.leading the game.&lt;br /&gt;i was overjoyed.suddenly east view scored another one.&lt;br /&gt;and at last they draw the game.but cause of the goal difference.&lt;br /&gt;northland got into SEMIS.YAY!&lt;br /&gt;and now team its just our turn to meet them.&lt;br /&gt;and st nics in the semis.&lt;br /&gt;either one.&lt;br /&gt;all we got to do is win the game.and thats it.&lt;br /&gt;so after the game.when back with them.hopped in their bus.&lt;br /&gt;with permission from brian.&lt;br /&gt;in the bus.was funny.laugh till my stomach hurts.&lt;br /&gt;one joke after another seyy.&lt;br /&gt;i was holding love hands then.&lt;br /&gt;she was trying to lie at my shoulder to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;but then the rest was like making us laugh till we can almost cry.&lt;br /&gt;then after that we went to eat at the courtyard.&lt;br /&gt;it was like weird cause like we suddenly like so quiet.&lt;br /&gt;so not us.but at the end was a little funny&lt;br /&gt;cause fyza and izqa was playing monkey with some kids.&lt;br /&gt;then one by one wanted to leave.&lt;br /&gt;so we left.as usual sending love home.&lt;br /&gt;strawberry followed us.cause after that i can walk with her.&lt;br /&gt;cause she will be going to northpoint.&lt;br /&gt;ill be going to the interchange.&lt;br /&gt;since love and i are going to hanky-panky.&lt;br /&gt;at her house level.so we told strawberry to wait for me at the void deck.&lt;br /&gt;then love was telling strawberry to be careful.&lt;br /&gt;cause the void deck got alot of banglas.&lt;br /&gt;then strawberry was like afraid.&lt;br /&gt;love was like im just telling you so that you can take precautions.&lt;br /&gt;how will i know if they just appear out of no where.&lt;br /&gt;like reese.who loves to do that.&lt;br /&gt;and i was like are you trying to say im a bangla now.&lt;br /&gt;then she was like but you appear out of no where i like seyy.&lt;br /&gt;i was like haha.okay.then told strawberry to wait.&lt;br /&gt;she was like eh make it fast okay.&lt;br /&gt;me and love get into the lift.then reach her house level.&lt;br /&gt;then we KISS hahha.again.cant never get enough.&lt;br /&gt;i rush down to meet strawberry.was quite worried&lt;br /&gt;if anything happen to her.im like her brother okay.&lt;br /&gt;when i walked out of the lift.i dint see.i was like "su.su"&lt;br /&gt;i was like panicking already ah.then suddenly her head popped out of no where.&lt;br /&gt;now she become like bangla.hahha.okay kidding.&lt;br /&gt;then walk with her.after that wait for the bus.&lt;br /&gt;and now im finally at home.&lt;br /&gt;but dont know why.suddenly im thinking of 1st july.&lt;br /&gt;when can we have it again HBHC.&lt;br /&gt;im like dying to know when is our game with twss.&lt;br /&gt;confirm is not tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;maybe next week.i cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just too tired now.its a long day.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna get to my bed and dream.&lt;br /&gt;and before i forget.erm.twin couple&lt;br /&gt;how was your day ponning school together.&lt;br /&gt;one of you better tell me alrights.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i can learn too.okay kidding.&lt;br /&gt;okay till here then&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;take care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you are everything i want it to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hurting for your touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-8129998355196762481</id><published>2007-07-18T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T13:15:59.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;sorry for not blogging for a couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt find the time.been busy with hockey.&lt;br /&gt;cause we are in season.&lt;br /&gt;i was pissed about yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;we came down to ccab with butterflies in the stomach.&lt;br /&gt;for NOTHING.cause why ended up the game is postpone.&lt;br /&gt;but actually it is a good thing that the game is postpone.&lt;br /&gt;cause im afraid that i might screw up cause like&lt;br /&gt;im got my period at the wrong time.&lt;br /&gt;i will never play well with it.&lt;br /&gt;next thing was the weather was like scorching hot.&lt;br /&gt;like burning my skin.&lt;br /&gt;but the ccab office people should have contact the school.&lt;br /&gt;saying the sprinkler is spoilt and cannot be repair on time.&lt;br /&gt;so that the teams would not be there wasting our time.&lt;br /&gt;since coach dont want to waste our efforts going to ccab.&lt;br /&gt;so he told us to have a little bit of training on a dry pitch.&lt;br /&gt;it was scorching hot.i almost got dehydrated by the heat.&lt;br /&gt;but it was only a while.after that i packed my bags to leave for shower.&lt;br /&gt;when i was taking my shower.&lt;br /&gt;i was in the cubicle.some people outside had to have naughty intentions.&lt;br /&gt;and as usual monkey is the master planner.&lt;br /&gt;once a monkey always a monkey.&lt;br /&gt;monkey,strawberry shortcake and love were outside.&lt;br /&gt;they were wanting to know which cubicle i was in.&lt;br /&gt;and i was in the last cubicle.i just love the last cubicle.&lt;br /&gt;and i have no reason for that.i hang my new clothes and towel&lt;br /&gt;over the door.monkey had to take my new clothes and towel.&lt;br /&gt;just like what natasha and nadiah did to me and nadia at delta.&lt;br /&gt;i was already half way finishing my bath.&lt;br /&gt;i was like pleading her to give me back my clothes and towel.&lt;br /&gt;or i wont get out off the cubicle.at first monkey gave me my towel&lt;br /&gt;and pants back but not my shirt.she gave me her shirt instead of mine.&lt;br /&gt;i dint wanna wear it at first cause like my shirt is my class shirt.&lt;br /&gt;i love it alot.but i dint have a choice so i just wore her shirt.&lt;br /&gt;when i went out of the cubicle.i saw her in my shirt.&lt;br /&gt;okay and that shows ill never get my shirt back.&lt;br /&gt;after packing my things again.we left ccab.going to the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;taking 171 to yishun.to send love back home.nadia took the other direction.&lt;br /&gt;the opposite bus stop.on the way there.strawberry was being so blurred.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.the usual her.i told her the next song after dambaan cinta will be&lt;br /&gt;wait for you by elliot yamin.but she was like where got when the song itself.&lt;br /&gt;was playing.hahah.damn cute lah she.then we all we singing the song.&lt;br /&gt;while walking.there was this part the song.&lt;br /&gt;"Now I'm missing you and I'm wishing you would come back through my door"&lt;br /&gt;i was like since when there was a door.then love answered i dint even go.&lt;br /&gt;ahhaha.strawberry was like making her paiseyy.hahha.&lt;br /&gt;strawberry was like she dint even ask you.hahah.&lt;br /&gt;then i talk to monkey cause she seem too worried about twin.&lt;br /&gt;twin was crying in the bus.cause she was abuse i should say.&lt;br /&gt;cause like her mother and brother smack her with a belt yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;without any particular reason.thats what i call abuse.&lt;br /&gt;hang in there twin.i know you are strong right.&lt;br /&gt;i tell you what.think of monkey and all the pain will just go away.&lt;br /&gt;just think that we are all always there for you.when you need us okay.&lt;br /&gt;so i tried to cheer monkey up.she was saying i wanna die ler.i was saying&lt;br /&gt;im gonna die soon.then she smack me with her shoebag.it hurts okay.&lt;br /&gt;but neh mind.then i just change the topic.i ask her you took my jacket,&lt;br /&gt;now my shirt whats next.she said i want your soul.i was like woah.&lt;br /&gt;aint you asking to much honey.then she was like i want your soul&lt;br /&gt;with nam doesnt mind.haha.immediate reaction from her was i mind okay.&lt;br /&gt;hahhaha.glad you said that.i was walking with strawberry.nadia was in front.&lt;br /&gt;the two monkey and monyet were talking.but i was eavesdropping.&lt;br /&gt;i knew something was wrong if not monkey wont hide her left arms from me.&lt;br /&gt;i already suspects that she still do cutting curves.&lt;br /&gt;stubborn monkey.never wanna listen.what i can i do to make you stop.&lt;br /&gt;you tell me.stop it lah.its not good for you.you bet i know.&lt;br /&gt;i stopped you should to okay monkey.then love,strawberry and i&lt;br /&gt;had to leave monkey at the bus stop cause our bus came.&lt;br /&gt;her dad is picking her up so she will be waiting for her dad there.&lt;br /&gt;so we board the bus.and the bus was crowded.we got no seats.&lt;br /&gt;and we have a long ride to yishun from there.&lt;br /&gt;but after a few bus stops we got seats.strawberry wanted to be emo.&lt;br /&gt;and seat at the last row of seats near the window alone.&lt;br /&gt;i was sitting with love like of course.&lt;br /&gt;on monday when we talked on the phone we werent talking that much.&lt;br /&gt;cause love wants to save it for yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;but when we were in the long bus ride holding hands.&lt;br /&gt;she had forgothen all the topic that she wanna talk to me about.&lt;br /&gt;and i think i know why.cause like see me only.she forgot everything else.&lt;br /&gt;so we were trying to recap on the plan topics.&lt;br /&gt;but its hard when both of us have the same sickness.&lt;br /&gt;which short term memory lost.hhaha.and we cant help it.&lt;br /&gt;and surprisingly her hand was warm.and my hand was cold.&lt;br /&gt;it was the other way around yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;usually i was the one with the warm hands.&lt;br /&gt;so we kind of switch yesterday.in the lift we thought it going to usual.&lt;br /&gt;only two of us in the lift.suddenly came this guy carrying the gas cylinder.&lt;br /&gt;then i was smiling towards love.i was talking to her about my sympathy&lt;br /&gt;to him.cause he was carrying the cylinder at his shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;then like the thing is very heavy.then we got stucked at the staircase.&lt;br /&gt;cause like we have the feeling that people are coming.and luckily we waited.&lt;br /&gt;cause there were a few people walking past here and there.&lt;br /&gt;after the place was clear.no people walking.&lt;br /&gt;and we KISSED.like after so long.i counted the days.&lt;br /&gt;it was almost a week we dint meet.thursday was supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;our movie date.but she couldnt make it.&lt;br /&gt;saturday should be our sentosa outing but i cant make it.&lt;br /&gt;those days was like as if destiny doesnt want us to be meeting.&lt;br /&gt;but yesterday was da bomb eventhough it was only for a while.&lt;br /&gt;its better than nothing right.&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday both of us was waiting for midnight.&lt;br /&gt;and that shows we both dint forget the special day.&lt;br /&gt;cause we both were waiting for today to come.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY FIRST MONTH!!! LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;may our love will not fade.and it get stronger with each passing day.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for giving me the love that i want and need till i cant never get enough.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to get you your gifts but as you know season is here.&lt;br /&gt;im sure you are facing the same thing right.&lt;br /&gt;ill get it as soon as i can okay love.&lt;br /&gt;and i wanna wish CUTE TWIN COUPLE.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY FIRST MONTH TOO!&lt;br /&gt;ill pray for you guys to last.have a great first month okay.&lt;br /&gt;maybe we should make a double date to celebrate okay.&lt;br /&gt;and also i wanna wish annie.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY FIRST MONTH TOO!&lt;br /&gt;may you last long okay honey.&lt;br /&gt;ill continue later.im in class now.&lt;br /&gt;not concentrating though.&lt;br /&gt;take care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you are everything i want it to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;im hurting for you touch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-8129998355196762481?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/8129998355196762481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=8129998355196762481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/8129998355196762481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/8129998355196762481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello_17.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-5516184090704953737</id><published>2007-07-10T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T11:00:56.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;listening to songs now.&lt;br /&gt;free period cause mr geog landed in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;so no classes from him.&lt;br /&gt;took the time to blog and listening to songs.&lt;br /&gt;everything was okay.&lt;br /&gt;until i reached to this one particular song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;never been replaced by 1st lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it made me cry somehow.to much memories.&lt;br /&gt;and all of it gone because of one mistake.&lt;br /&gt;okay.just have to live up to it.&lt;br /&gt;i just realised that im kinda a stupid idiot sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;i have been asking people how to go to&lt;br /&gt;SERANGOON GARDENS SEC SCH.&lt;br /&gt;to watch love's floorball match.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah i was bored now.&lt;br /&gt;so i searched up in the net.&lt;br /&gt;and i just realised that erm from school&lt;br /&gt;there is a straight bus there.132.&lt;br /&gt;hhaha.okay slow me.but at least i know now.&lt;br /&gt;she dont know that im going cause&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to have fitness training.&lt;br /&gt;but yesterday night i got fever and until now.&lt;br /&gt;im feeling drowsy.so yeah.i dont think i wanna go.&lt;br /&gt;just now i already vomitted in the toilet after recess.&lt;br /&gt;it should be a surprise then for her.&lt;br /&gt;actually after fitness training meeting her at yishun.&lt;br /&gt;but i got better plans so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for saturday HBHC outing again.&lt;br /&gt;hahha.at vivo again.i think we are crazy.&lt;br /&gt;from hockey village to vivo.&lt;br /&gt;after some stupid SRC 4 asides.we never get tired of&lt;br /&gt;each other i guess.cause we can crap all day long.&lt;br /&gt;hahha.continue later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-5516184090704953737?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/5516184090704953737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=5516184090704953737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/5516184090704953737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/5516184090704953737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello_09.html' title=''/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281945856365567062</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-6253822427060604357.post-7623867201673497412</id><published>2007-07-07T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T17:53:43.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;im feeling bored and lonely at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know like some part of me missing.&lt;br /&gt;i think partly cause she isnt here with me.&lt;br /&gt;like shes gone to malacca.&lt;br /&gt;she will not be back until tonight.&lt;br /&gt;and how many effing hours is that.&lt;br /&gt;im already emoing lah.please.&lt;br /&gt;when she gone.it feels like my heart has been&lt;br /&gt;ripped of from my body.cause she stole my heart.&lt;br /&gt;and when shes not here with me.like not talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;not replying my smses.but she does have a reason to it.&lt;br /&gt;which is reception sucks there.i really dont know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;and twin sorry for not going to meet you and monkey.&lt;br /&gt;its just that i dont have a mood.sorry bro.&lt;br /&gt;and somemore without her meeting you guys just seems wrong.&lt;br /&gt;like im like an extra person there.and ill be a loner there.&lt;br /&gt;cause you both be doing some stuff.then it will irritate my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;and like me jealous.cause i dont have her with me.&lt;br /&gt;like i will always say if only shes here.im already saying it now.&lt;br /&gt;please understand okay twin.i hope you do have fun there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when you're gone the pieces of my heart are missing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6253822427060604357-7623867201673497412?l=resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://resoundingheartbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/7623867201673497412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6253822427060604357&amp;postID=7623867201673497412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6253822427060604357/posts/default/7623867201673497412'/><link rel='self' 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