<?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-4727010250555203898</id><updated>2011-09-16T23:33:25.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random rantings</title><subtitle type='html'>a series of words coming out from my brain which i have no idea about..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>289</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-8024208424636428242</id><published>2011-03-02T16:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T16:28:10.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmeehhh</title><content type='html'>I should start learning how to throw sentences like "i love yous" and "i miss yous" around. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-8024208424636428242?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/8024208424636428242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=8024208424636428242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/8024208424636428242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/8024208424636428242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2011/03/mmeehhh.html' title='Mmeehhh'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-5547706082580370262</id><published>2010-12-19T22:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T22:48:01.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh ladeedumdum. I'm bored and I realized I have not blogged in AGGEESS. I miss writing. And ranting. Blah I think i need to talk too much till i reach a point where there's no one to talk to so i shall write to myself. It'll be as if I'm talking to myself. Right.? Yes? No? Oh dear, I'm nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently contributing to the unemployment rate. I feel pretty much useless. lol. Everything and everyone is so heartbreaking these few days. You get hurt, and then you want to hurt. Grow up pls and treat ppl like they have feelings too cause they darn well do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I think I'm at a pretty good point in my life now cause well I'm jobless so i do not have to worry about the stress and pressure. Yea the only one thing that sucks is my love life. But then again when has it ever been perfect. lols. NONE of my relationships have been awesome. I know like some ppl say yay at least u have the memories or you noe its better to love than to have never but blah they don't know what was going on. What if I'd rather not have loved? What if now when I look back at my past relationships or crushes or flings, i realized that there was nothing to smile about but i only feel remorse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmph. Maybe it is better to be single after all. Why am i so afraid of being alone? I think it's cause of the constant need of attention and love. lol. But it's not like i was getting that much when i was in a relationship anyways. Hah! I think it's just cause i feel like i need someone to fall back on when i got no one or nothing else, he will still be there for me, like how i will still be there for him. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should totally date myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-5547706082580370262?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/5547706082580370262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=5547706082580370262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/5547706082580370262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/5547706082580370262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/12/oh-ladeedumdum.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-5732933225103709552</id><published>2010-11-27T02:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T02:39:26.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's only within a matter of time where one can stop pretending and  everything starts to fall apart. The huge cracks which we have imaged to  be so small starts breaking uncontrollably. Nothing can ever fix those  cracks again. The small little important pieces have disappeared. It's  like what we've been trying to hold on for so long has lost all sense  and purpose. The ugly truth which have been covered up by pretty dreams  are starting to surface. No tears, no pain, no love can sustain the fact  where everything which was once so beautiful and perfect is now  something so disgusting and wretched. A curse that no one dares to go  near.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-5732933225103709552?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/5732933225103709552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=5732933225103709552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/5732933225103709552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/5732933225103709552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-only-within-matter-of-time-where.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-3477110232031089089</id><published>2010-11-27T02:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T02:38:33.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;When did u manage to creep inside my heart. How did u even find an  opening? I thought i sealed my heart to perfection. Not a speck of dust  could even enter. But you. You invented heart teleportation. It was so  sudden and you were so untouchable and invincible that even the most  sensitive alarms instilled inside me is baffled. I need you more than  ever now. With just your voice you manage to turn that frown upside  down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aisshh but why are you always disappearing.  :C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-3477110232031089089?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/3477110232031089089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=3477110232031089089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/3477110232031089089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/3477110232031089089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/11/when-did-u-manage-to-creep-inside-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-8212650709638885379</id><published>2010-11-27T02:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T02:37:46.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I think I'm falling madly deeply truly hopelessly IN love with you  baby. I love you. How did u do it? How did u manage to squeeze that  three words out of me? You kept me hanging on for MONTHS while you  disappeared. I'm still hanging on and you're still disappearing but HOW  did you manage to get me falling deeper by the day? Tell me baby, what's  your secret? I really need you to feel the same way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-8212650709638885379?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/8212650709638885379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=8212650709638885379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/8212650709638885379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/8212650709638885379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-think-im-falling-madly-deeply-truly.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-840950452913138350</id><published>2010-11-27T02:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T02:35:18.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;There's no more denying it. Yeap. My heart beats for you. When will it get better? :C I'm afraid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-840950452913138350?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/840950452913138350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=840950452913138350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/840950452913138350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/840950452913138350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/11/theres-no-more-denying-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-4525192869686338628</id><published>2010-11-27T02:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T02:33:02.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;How many times must we cry till we can smile again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-4525192869686338628?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/4525192869686338628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=4525192869686338628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/4525192869686338628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/4525192869686338628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/11/how-many-times-must-we-cry-till-we-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-4404360187743137614</id><published>2010-11-27T02:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T02:32:27.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like a fool when every time i try to call you and u never picked up once.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-4404360187743137614?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/4404360187743137614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=4404360187743137614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/4404360187743137614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/4404360187743137614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-feel-like-fool-when-every-time-i-try.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-8077346976891532489</id><published>2010-11-27T02:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T02:32:06.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I wish i was a kid again. A time where i did not know pain or hurt  even when i felt it. And it would never bother me at all. I would just  think of it as an itch and go back to giving my dolls my utmost  attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-8077346976891532489?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/8077346976891532489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=8077346976891532489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/8077346976891532489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/8077346976891532489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-wish-i-was-kid-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-21729444986699687</id><published>2010-11-27T02:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T02:31:19.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Why do we keep hanging on even when we already know that it is never  going to work out anymore? When the love is stained and all trust has  been broken?! Why are we going back and forth with this silly little  game which keeps hurting us? I don't fucking like the pain. I'm such a  fucking idiot to have believed in you or love. Fuck this bullshit. You  are not my life. I can still go on without you. But why the hell do i  not want to let go. Why do i keep thinking that as long as you're still  here, everything will be alright. I do not want to be controlled by this  meaningless pathetic feeling anymore. I fucking hate you. Why is it so  hard just to feel happy?!  I want this to be over soon. I can't take  this any longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-21729444986699687?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/21729444986699687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=21729444986699687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/21729444986699687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/21729444986699687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/11/why-do-we-keep-hanging-on-even-when-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-7756773266008594578</id><published>2010-11-27T02:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T02:30:33.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I do not want my happiness to depend on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-7756773266008594578?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/7756773266008594578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=7756773266008594578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/7756773266008594578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/7756773266008594578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-do-not-want-my-happiness-to-depend-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-7545855539604112686</id><published>2010-04-27T08:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T08:27:24.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FEARS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I am lying in my bed five flights up, and my day, which nothing  interrupts, is like a clock face without hands. As something which has  been lost for a long time reappears one morning in it’s old place, safe  and sound, almost newer than when it vanished, just as if someone had  been taking care of it – so, here and there on my blanket, lost feelings  out of my childhood lie and are like new. All the lost fears are here  again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The fear that a small woolen thread sticking out of the hem of my  blanket may be hard, hard and sharp as a steel needle; the fear that  this little button on my nightshirt may be bigger than my head, bigger  and heavier; the fear that the breadcrumb which just dropped off my bed  may turn into glass, and shatter when it hits the floor, and the  sickening worry that when it does, everything will be broken, for ever;  the fear that the ragged edge of a letter which was torn open may be  something forbidden, which no one ought to see, something indescribably  precious, for which no place in the room is safe enough; the fear that  if I fell asleep I might swallow the piece of coal lying in front of the  stove; the fear that some number may begin to grow in my brain until  there is no more room for it inside me; the fear that I may be lying on  granite, on gray granite; the fear that I may start screaming, and  people will come running to my door and finally force it open, the fear  that I may betray myself and tell everything I dread, and the fear that I  might not be able to say anything, because everything is unsayable, –  and the other fears…the fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I prayed to rediscover my childhood, and it has come back, and I feel  that it is just as difficult as it used to be, and that growing older  has served no purpose at all.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-7545855539604112686?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/7545855539604112686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=7545855539604112686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/7545855539604112686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/7545855539604112686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/04/fears-i-am-lying-in-my-bed-five-flights.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-6346763669091660798</id><published>2010-04-27T08:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T08:20:25.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>needs to get away from all the happy couples/to be couples. This is just depressing. Hmph&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-6346763669091660798?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/6346763669091660798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=6346763669091660798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/6346763669091660798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/6346763669091660798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/04/needs-to-get-away-from-all-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-2160964008705193728</id><published>2010-04-25T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T23:40:56.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all i need</title><content type='html'>All I need in life are family, friends, money, and an amazing boy. I'm missing two of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMPH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-2160964008705193728?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/2160964008705193728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=2160964008705193728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/2160964008705193728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/2160964008705193728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/04/all-i-need.html' title='all i need'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-676728291590104103</id><published>2010-04-24T21:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T21:58:55.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had loved you and i had cared but for you it had been just a fling to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember this. I could have been a fling then and you could have been the one. But as time passes by and by then only you start thinking, you will slowly realize that you were my fling, and i was the one for you because by then, you can never get me out of your head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-676728291590104103?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/676728291590104103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=676728291590104103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/676728291590104103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/676728291590104103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-had-loved-you-and-i-had-cared-but-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-2967858468304141941</id><published>2010-04-23T03:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T03:23:37.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Obviously, a girl does not like hearing stories about how a guy is chasing after a girl. Not when you want him chasing after you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-2967858468304141941?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/2967858468304141941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=2967858468304141941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/2967858468304141941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/2967858468304141941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/04/obviously-girl-does-not-like-hearing.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-967138454036696367</id><published>2010-04-23T03:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T03:21:31.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tired of chasing after nothings. Sighs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-967138454036696367?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/967138454036696367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=967138454036696367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/967138454036696367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/967138454036696367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/04/tired-of-chasing-after-nothings.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-7044020252353986930</id><published>2010-04-20T19:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T01:38:18.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You're so weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-7044020252353986930?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/7044020252353986930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=7044020252353986930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/7044020252353986930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/7044020252353986930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/04/youre-so-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-5735100882990329097</id><published>2010-04-20T18:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T18:49:38.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>But it's how you say 'em now that's changed&lt;br /&gt;Cold but sympathetic all the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lie to convince me that I'll be better off&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you go on and I'll be happier, I'll be happier&lt;br /&gt;You go on, yeah, you go on&lt;br /&gt;You'll be gone and I'll be happier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoot me with your rubber bullets&lt;br /&gt;Your finger's on the trigger, pull it&lt;br /&gt;I know you want this suffering to end&lt;br /&gt;So it is forgivable my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all to convince me that I'll be better off&lt;br /&gt;So you go on and I'll be happier,&lt;br /&gt;You go on and I'll be happier&lt;br /&gt;You go on, yeah, you go on&lt;br /&gt;You'll be gone and I'll be happier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what you mean, what you mean&lt;br /&gt;Cause you'll be happier without me, without me, without me, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't convince me, that I'll be better off&lt;br /&gt;So you go on and I'll be happier, I'll be happier&lt;br /&gt;You go on, you go&lt;br /&gt;You'll be gone, and I'll be gone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-5735100882990329097?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/5735100882990329097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=5735100882990329097&amp;isPopup=true' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>A Fine Frenzy is my friend in need :D Need to get my hands on their album.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-4158972146351468129?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/4158972146351468129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=4158972146351468129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/4158972146351468129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/4158972146351468129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/04/fine-frenzy-is-my-friend-in-need-d-need.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-4886022998455440770</id><published>2010-04-20T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T18:35:51.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fine Frenzy - Almost Lover</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image: url(&amp;quot;http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/g5DKDqxfm7E/hqdefault.jpg&amp;quot;);" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g5DKDqxfm7E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/4886022998455440770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/4886022998455440770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/04/fine-frenzy-almost-lover.html' title='A Fine Frenzy - Almost Lover'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-784091856802937639</id><published>2010-04-20T00:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T00:19:00.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jealousy does not play a big role on who i am but with you, it comes out like how volcanoes erupt it starts shooting out flames and larva but just replace the flames and larva with tears and pieces of a shattered heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart can't stop pounding. Sure to you it might not be such a big deal. You might think that I'm overreacting but you gotta understand that you have been ignoring me for days. You do not reply my text messages or answer my calls. You leave me hanging after every conversation we had. And yet I still hold on to you as tightly as i could ignoring the blisters in my heart. When did you ever have such control and effect on me I do not know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how is it that you manage to treat others so much nicer than me. I do have the right to be jealous here. Not out of foolishness or childishness but out of the ignorance, the heartaches, and sympathies i have gone through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's all because of you. Please don't hurt me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-784091856802937639?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/784091856802937639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=784091856802937639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/784091856802937639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/784091856802937639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/04/jealousy-does-not-play-big-role-on-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-808391537465740978</id><published>2010-04-19T23:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T19:05:22.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You come around for awhile and then you start disappearing again. You like playing hide and seek, police and thief, and catcher and the rye with me. You got me looking everywhere anytime any day for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep searching and searching till i go "A-ha! I found you!" And then you would charm me up and put me under your spell again, get me all worked up and refreshed, and then you would start running and hiding again. It goes on and on and it never stops. At least not yet. But.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if i stopped chasing one day? Would you care?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-808391537465740978?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/808391537465740978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=808391537465740978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/808391537465740978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/808391537465740978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-come-around-and-then-you-disappear.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-7194377731705724332</id><published>2010-04-19T07:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T07:38:44.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hope she's worth losing a friend and maybe some new found happiness :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-7194377731705724332?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/7194377731705724332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=7194377731705724332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/7194377731705724332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/7194377731705724332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-hope-shes-worth-losing-friend-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-7846993953612647021</id><published>2010-04-19T03:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T03:16:26.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I will ignore you every time you try to talk to me. I will ignore your phone calls, your text messages, your emails, your chats, your voice, everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when you're not there for me to ignore, I keep looking at my phone hoping it'll ring. I keep going through my emails, my blog, my messenger. I keep waiting and waiting for a chance for me to ignore you again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because that's how I show you that it still hurts and i still care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-7846993953612647021?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/7846993953612647021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=7846993953612647021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/7846993953612647021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/7846993953612647021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-will-ignore-you-every-time-you-try-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-387217948012345313</id><published>2010-04-19T02:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T02:56:36.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I could be</title><content type='html'>I could be an organ donor, the way i give up my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-387217948012345313?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/387217948012345313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=387217948012345313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/387217948012345313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/387217948012345313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-could-be.html' title='I could be'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-7761653488738140609</id><published>2010-04-19T02:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T03:00:09.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It will never be the same again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what hurts most about a broken heart? &lt;br /&gt;Not being able to remember how you felt before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-7761653488738140609?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/7761653488738140609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=7761653488738140609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/7761653488738140609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/7761653488738140609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/04/it-will-never-be-same-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-5187318085472294466</id><published>2010-04-19T01:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T01:48:24.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You will.</title><content type='html'>You will miss me.&lt;br /&gt;You will want me.&lt;br /&gt;You will need me.&lt;br /&gt;You will wish that i am there with you.&lt;br /&gt;You will love me.&lt;br /&gt;One day, you will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-5187318085472294466?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/5187318085472294466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=5187318085472294466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/5187318085472294466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/5187318085472294466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-will.html' title='You will.'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-2097337425533673619</id><published>2010-04-18T03:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T03:05:50.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GLEEfully funny</title><content type='html'>It all started when Jim borrowed my season 1 Glee which was apparently incomplete. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason informed us that new series of Glee are out already so i got confused and asked him if it was the new season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason: No! Season 1 is not finished yet! New series are coming out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: What?! But they told me this is Season 1 complete!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason: Cannot be! There are new series. After they won the competition one! When did u buy it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Last year ler i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason: What?! Cannot be! I don't think it's out yet then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: But i did buy it before i came back to Kch and watched it in KL too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason: Then you must have been ripped off! Lol Maybe China one!! Suddenly you see China girls and guys come out singing "Don't stop believing"!! HAHAHAHAAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: HAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-2097337425533673619?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/2097337425533673619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=2097337425533673619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/2097337425533673619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/2097337425533673619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/04/gleefully-funny.html' title='GLEEfully funny'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-244470408399377638</id><published>2010-04-18T02:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T01:56:11.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And life goes on</title><content type='html'>I wish time froze. I would be the only person still conscious. Still breathing, talking, and walking. I would walk up to you and tell you everything i felt before time started moving again. I wouldn't have to whisper or panic or cry. I can shout, scream, slap, kick, kiss, and hug you. I know it might seem meaningless doing so especially when you wouldn't know a thing when time starts moving again. But for me, it would mean the world to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause for a moment there, i had you all to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how much longer can this broken heart go on. It needs a good fixing. It needs you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-244470408399377638?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/244470408399377638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=244470408399377638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/244470408399377638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/244470408399377638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/04/and-life-goes-on.html' title='And life goes on'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-3553066146944438418</id><published>2010-04-17T14:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T14:16:25.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wonder if there's a word for every emotion or actions anyone ever felt or done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-3553066146944438418?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/3553066146944438418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=3553066146944438418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/3553066146944438418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/3553066146944438418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-wonder-if-theres-word-for-every.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-3926992286053503424</id><published>2010-04-17T14:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T14:10:28.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The more she felt, the more helpless she was. She started shaking. She can't stop feeling. It's overwhelming her and she's drowning from all the emotions and tears she cried. She does not want to feel anything anymore. The world will still be moving and she will still be breathing, talking, walking, shouting, working, reading, but there will be no more laughter or sadness, love or hate, happiness or heartaches. No more she said. They're not worth the pain. She's frozen inside but no one will know. She's that good of an actress. Or maybe it's not acting anymore. It has already become a part of her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-3926992286053503424?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/3926992286053503424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=3926992286053503424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/3926992286053503424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/3926992286053503424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/04/more-she-felt-more-helpless-she-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-8392651926397131609</id><published>2010-04-17T13:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T13:59:31.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You will never be wrong. Of course not. You're always right. Nth is ever wrong with you. Never. You're perfect. Just the way i hate it. Cause im being drawn to you even more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-8392651926397131609?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/8392651926397131609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=8392651926397131609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/8392651926397131609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/8392651926397131609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-will-never-be-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-242369328512006513</id><published>2010-04-09T00:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T00:35:18.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused</title><content type='html'>Why is it that just one nice word from you, any word, puts my heart at ease.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-242369328512006513?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/242369328512006513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=242369328512006513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/242369328512006513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/242369328512006513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/04/confused.html' title='Confused'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-4407532543727996491</id><published>2010-04-09T00:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T00:14:52.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost</title><content type='html'>Did you ever love me? I need you to and I need you now. It's no longer a want. It's a need. A drug. I've never felt this helpless or hopeless before. I've never been so lost and confused. I'm afraid for the first time to do anything. I can't reason with you and I can't talk to you. I feel like I will be piling up the stress and pressure you already have when I try to talk things out. But if I don't, I'll go mad. But than again, it's never about me right. It has always been about you. I did everything I could to make things better. I listened, I followed, I heard, I tried. But when I ask you to do just one small thing like having a proper conversation with me, you go mad. What more must or can I do? I need to understand you but you're not letting me. I need to get through to u. I need you. Don't leave me. Don't go. Stay. Please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-4407532543727996491?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/4407532543727996491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=4407532543727996491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/4407532543727996491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/4407532543727996491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/04/lost.html' title='lost'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-2951342392818388292</id><published>2010-04-08T23:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T23:41:17.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGH</title><content type='html'>How can i get through to u?! Seriously what's your problem?! I seriously do not understand where you're coming from. You're changing into a whole new different person and you expect me to go along with it?! Then what? Maybe we'll just talk to each other once a month only. Maximum 10 words! Right. Fuck this bullshit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-2951342392818388292?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/2951342392818388292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=2951342392818388292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/2951342392818388292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/2951342392818388292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/04/argh.html' title='ARGH'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-5692451103779152128</id><published>2010-01-16T12:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T12:49:15.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmph</title><content type='html'>Am i invincible to the world? Bleargh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-5692451103779152128?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/5692451103779152128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=5692451103779152128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/5692451103779152128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/5692451103779152128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/01/hmph.html' title='hmph'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-1797482159913875553</id><published>2010-01-02T21:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T21:57:13.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleargh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Hmph the decisions to make. The fear, the heartaches, the love, the hurt, the happiness. I don't know what to do. What to say. How to make things right again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;The more he talks about her, the more I feel like IM the third party. I feel like I don't deserve him. I don't deserve to be close with him like before. Like I don't deserve to say anything sweet and caring to him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Like I don't deserve to be in his life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;I feel so lost. I want him. Of course i want him. I need him. I care for him. I love him goddammit. I don't want to leave. I want everything to be like how it was before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I HATE HER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-1797482159913875553?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/1797482159913875553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=1797482159913875553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/1797482159913875553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/1797482159913875553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/01/bleargh.html' title='Bleargh'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-7795070820217864205</id><published>2010-01-01T19:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T19:27:28.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Owl City is my new Love. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-7795070820217864205?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/7795070820217864205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=7795070820217864205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/7795070820217864205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/7795070820217864205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/01/owl-city-is-my-new-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-4430422529880416777</id><published>2010-01-01T09:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T09:34:38.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Eve and New Year 2010!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Omg we had such shitty new year's eve. I fell down at home cause the floor was wet n i didnt know, my housemates and i couldnt decide where to go for the countdown. And we were debating where to go. At first, Damansara for some party at some banglow rented by some friends. Then, we decided Ampang Lookout Point, and den we decided Port Dickson, and then The Curve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Then we got really indecisive cause Renn and I wanted to go to Port Dickson while Khaled and Nadi wanted to go to The Curve. So then we decided to go to The Curve first and den Port Dickson. So imagine how many times i had to change my outfit, bags, and shoes. And i had to pack and unpack and den pack again my extra clothes for Port Dickson. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: arial;"&gt;So when we were finally ready, it was about 11 and we went to the car and the shittiest thing happened. The car would not start. Such a mood killer. So Nadi was so pissed and he nearly shouted at the car rental dude ( We rented a car ).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;So I was calling every car rental dude i know and luckily, one guy had a viva but he can only give it to us at about 12.30 am. But knowing us, we rushed him and we got the car at exactly 12 midnight! So we were yaying shouting bla bla bla. And den we rushed to The Curve!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;So on the way to The Curve, we were singing and shouting and playing and den Akon's song - I wanna fuck you was on. So we were singing and singing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Everyone : Mobbin' through club in low pressing I'm sitting in the back in the smokers section,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt; birds eye, I got a clear view,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;you cant see me but I can see you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nadi, Khaled, I : It's cool we jet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Renn : *quiet for awhile , and then* HAHA cause you're black!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nadi and I :, the mood is set...... HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Khaled's "black" and we always do black jokes on him lols. But he's cool with that cause we're cool with him  =b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But anyways, we reached The Curve at about 1.30am and there was nth there left except for the jam. We left at about 2 sth, went to ss2 to get sth to eat, and den off to Port Dickson at about 3 sth. Reached there at about 4 sth and chilled, drank, played, sung, cam whored n everything else till about 7 sth and then we bathed, and came home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I've just reached home, we're gonna bath, and den head over to ss2 to get the films developed and to get bfast! Extremely sleepy and tired but still all worth it. So anyways,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR 2010!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-4430422529880416777?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/4430422529880416777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=4430422529880416777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/4430422529880416777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/4430422529880416777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-years-eve-and-new-year-2010.html' title='New Year&apos;s Eve and New Year 2010!'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-3591471790037644111</id><published>2009-12-31T00:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T00:41:29.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It saddens me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It saddens me to see how much you can give or go the extra mile for someone else but not even try for a bit when it comes to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-3591471790037644111?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/3591471790037644111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=3591471790037644111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/3591471790037644111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/3591471790037644111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-saddens-me.html' title='It saddens me'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-6833632254861597646</id><published>2009-01-04T00:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T00:15:27.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Girl meets boy, girl falls hard, boy doesn't even stumble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;While i was holding on, all you did was LET GO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sometimes it's better to be alone. No one can hurt you that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;You only love him because you fear that he's the only one that will love you back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You're the one who broke my heart. You're the reason my world fell apart. You're the one that made me cry. And yet, i'm still in love with you, and i don't know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;The saddest thing in the world is loving someone who used to love u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: webdings;"&gt;Your heart isin't plastic, and it isin't a toy. but if you want it broken, give it to a boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial;"&gt;I wonder how many times we'll have to say goodbye before we finally let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-6833632254861597646?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/6833632254861597646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=6833632254861597646&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/6833632254861597646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/6833632254861597646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2009/01/quotes.html' title='Quotes :)'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-2865466666164515683</id><published>2008-12-27T19:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T19:59:08.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The sadness..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/SVYYFN3f6NI/AAAAAAAABCg/ozmZZVVPuDw/s1600-h/b94bd16d61.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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font-family: courier new;"&gt;December is a month of heartaches. No ho fucking Christmas. December sucks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-8342636894940006405?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/8342636894940006405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=8342636894940006405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/8342636894940006405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/8342636894940006405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-is-month-of-heartaches.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-8936312186161441639</id><published>2008-12-25T20:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T20:28:08.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I want to disappear. Somewhere i cannot be found or recognized. I can start a whole new life there again. I wanna be in a place where unicorns exist.. A place which only consist of nice caring people. Especially boys that wont break your heart. Where happily ever after truly does exist. And not just for the lucky ones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;You left me hanging on a thread. You left in the middle of a convo. You never make things clear. It's just u. Expecting everyone to know everything. I'm stuck in transition. Not knowing where should i go. Waiting for the light to turn green or red. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;This might mean nth to u. But it's driving me crazy. No sleep, no food, no nth. Just the numbness and snapping at people.. This is so fucked up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;How can a boy affect me this much. It's ridiculous. Stupid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-8936312186161441639?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/8936312186161441639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=8936312186161441639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/8936312186161441639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/8936312186161441639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-want-to-disappear.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-6237061196552522424</id><published>2008-12-22T13:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T13:48:53.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beyonce - Single ladies</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/REHbgBPkvEE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/REHbgBPkvEE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-6237061196552522424?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/6237061196552522424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=6237061196552522424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/6237061196552522424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/6237061196552522424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/12/beyonce-single-ladies.html' title='Beyonce - Single ladies'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-7811512057171508023</id><published>2008-12-20T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T23:15:29.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;We either only focus on the big picture, and the small details are forgotten and overseen or we focus on the small little details that we miss out on the big thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Can we do both? Is it possible?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-7811512057171508023?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/7811512057171508023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=7811512057171508023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/7811512057171508023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/7811512057171508023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-either-only-focus-on-big-picture-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-1672767285837854612</id><published>2008-12-20T21:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T22:05:33.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black and white</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It was easy back then when we were kids. Black and white. Right and wrong. It was a piece of cake. When in wrong, just say sorry. No guilt. No feeling sorry for yourself. It was a piece of cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Say thank you. Say excuse me. Say please. You'll then get all the cookies, love and affection. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: courier new;"&gt;As we grow older, things got blurrier. Everything was mixed up. We start seeing more, feeling more, learning more, talking more. The good and the bad all inside our head, hitting and slamming into us like restless waves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;New colors were introduced to us. Blue, red, yellow. And then, you learn how to mix them up. And then you get beige, pink, magenta, ocean blue, whichever color you want. The world was yours as you slowly forget the basic colors. Your roots. Your needs. You get greedier. You forget everything else as you grow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Do we say thank you when we steal? Do we say I'm sorry when we murder. Do we say please when we shoplift?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;We slowly make up excuses for our wrong beings. We start to believe in God, taboos, witchcraft; whichever teachings or beliefs that reflect our own. Something we can hide our wrong doings and turn it into something else which we THINK is noble or right. We start to confide in them because it helps us feel better inside. That we have something to help us support our sad pathetic excuses.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;You want to explore more colors. And if you get an ugly one, or one which you do not want, you'll say it's fate. Or it's all in God's hands. We get to bring justice in our wrong doings. Twisted little world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Where are our carefree young happy souls? We're just hiding inside this shallow body of ours cause we care about what the world thinks. We live according to society. Fear, ego, bla bla bla. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;All because it's much more "prettier" or "exciting" than just the basic dull black and white.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-1672767285837854612?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/1672767285837854612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=1672767285837854612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/1672767285837854612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/1672767285837854612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/12/black-and-white.html' title='Black and white'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-7236642386332310345</id><published>2008-12-20T14:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T14:12:29.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Sighs I feel so used. Haha maybe I'm just being overly sensitive. But baby, sometimes you gotta know the limit. You can't keep doing this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I still have feelings. I have the patience for you but please do not take advantage of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Be careful. I'm getting tired of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-7236642386332310345?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/7236642386332310345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=7236642386332310345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/7236642386332310345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/7236642386332310345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/12/sighs-i-feel-so-used.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-7249962819916302124</id><published>2008-12-19T19:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T19:50:37.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Today I went out with mummy for lunch n den followed her around to do her business. And while she was driving, she drove over a bump kinda fast and i was like &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;" WWhhhooaa!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I think she already knew that I was about to complain so she started talking right away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Mummy: Aiyarr!! This one.. this one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Me: What this onee.. You know how to drive over bumps or not..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Mummy: No no this one.. You cannot scold the people who build the bumps you know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Me: What scold the people! I'm complaining bout u!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Mummy: No no.. you cannot complain about them.. because because.. they drive motorbike.. So they do not know how "hiong" the bump is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Me: I'm not complaining about them! It's you! You know you gotta slow down when ur near a bump!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Mummy *oblivious to me* : They don't know how to estimate the height.. the length..the speed all those maa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Me: This has nth to do with them! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Mummy * giving up on the workers* : I'm not the one making the bumps ma.. I don't know the height..the length.. So how do i know when to slow down and how to cross over the bump&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Me: Everyone knows you slow down when you're near a bump! It's so obvious. No matter how big or small the bump is, if u drive thru it without slowing down you'll still jump...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Mummy: Aiyar.. different bump different ways laaa.. This one not same one.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I gave up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;So we went to the bank.. And she turned a corner way too early so she kinda bumped and went up the sidewalk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Me being cynical and all : So this is also the worker's fault?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Mummy: This one ar... this one contractor lousy one! Makan kopi o one laaa..! Fail one fail one!.. Faster take picture! I want to complain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Me: ................... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);" class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_eek.gif" alt="eek" title="eek" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-7249962819916302124?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/7249962819916302124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=7249962819916302124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/7249962819916302124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/7249962819916302124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-i-went-out-with-mummy-for-lunch-n.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-427610960759031624</id><published>2008-12-19T19:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T19:23:58.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I'm tired... I think it's time to go."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; "Just a little longer."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; "We're always gonna want just a little longer."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; "I don't think I can do it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; "It's okay."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; "It's NOT okay. Why is it okay with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Why aren't you angry?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; "It's not the last feeling I want to experience."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-427610960759031624?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/427610960759031624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=427610960759031624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/427610960759031624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/427610960759031624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-490564050725390156</id><published>2008-12-19T13:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T13:20:18.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;You tell me this today. And you tell me that the next. I'm still confused. You can say sth the total opposite of what you've just told me a few days ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Are whatever words that comes out from your oh so kissable lips not trust able at all? Or do you think it's just words that people won't take seriously?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I don't get your jokes sometimes. I really don't know when you're serious or not cause you can just come on to me later and said hey i told you so.. but you weren't joking then..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Or am I the joke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-490564050725390156?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/490564050725390156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=490564050725390156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/490564050725390156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/490564050725390156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-tell-me-this-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-4058790077654296237</id><published>2008-12-18T20:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T22:42:37.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHAT DO YOU WWWAANNNTT?!?!?!&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_eek.gif" alt="eek" title="eek" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-4058790077654296237?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/4058790077654296237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=4058790077654296237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/4058790077654296237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/4058790077654296237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-do-you-wwwaannntt.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-4360412263114917043</id><published>2008-12-18T19:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T19:57:22.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>J e s s i c a</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;She wants to know if I love her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;that’s all anyone wants from anyone else,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;not love itself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;but the knowledge that love is there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;like regularly replacing unused batteries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;for the flashlight in the emergency kit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;in the hall closet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-4360412263114917043?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/4360412263114917043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=4360412263114917043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/4360412263114917043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/4360412263114917043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/12/j-e-s-s-i-c.html' title='J e s s i c a'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-6263330003035413548</id><published>2008-12-17T18:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T18:24:07.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-family: webdings;"&gt;It feels like a one way street with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-family: webdings;"&gt;One minute i feel like you do want me.. The next, i feel like you can't wait to throw me to the curb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-family: webdings;"&gt;I'm really confused. All these emotions r tiring me down. What more can I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-family: webdings;"&gt;Explain to me. What do you want. What do you really feel. Make it clear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-family: webdings;"&gt;Don't just pretend like there's nothing wrong. You know how i feel. You know what I want. You're either playing the fool and continue ignoring it or you really don't know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-family: webdings;"&gt;I'm all restless inside. I need an answer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_sad.gif" alt="sad" title="sad" width="15" height="15" /&gt; &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_cry.gif" alt="cry" title="cry" width="15" height="15" /&gt; &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_sad.gif" alt="sad" title="sad" width="15" height="15" /&gt; &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_cry.gif" alt="cry" title="cry" width="15" height="15" /&gt; &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_sad.gif" alt="sad" title="sad" width="15" height="15" /&gt; &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_cry.gif" alt="cry" title="cry" width="15" height="15" /&gt; &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_sad.gif" alt="sad" title="sad" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-6263330003035413548?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/6263330003035413548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=6263330003035413548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/6263330003035413548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/6263330003035413548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-feels-like-one-way-street-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-6132692745856477936</id><published>2008-12-16T15:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T15:39:19.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You push me away, and you pull me back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You're leading me in circles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm nauseous just waiting for ur replies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;What do you really want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Are you serious?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;You said u were.. but did u mean it?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I'm confused and dazed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I usually have all the answers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;But it's always a huge question mark when it comes to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What do you want me to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What can i say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tell me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-6132692745856477936?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/6132692745856477936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=6132692745856477936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/6132692745856477936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/6132692745856477936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-push-me-away-and-you-pull-me-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-6700462248535151723</id><published>2008-11-30T02:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T02:38:09.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Tired of the tears... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;And the petty things in between.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The heartaches are a waste of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love is a waste of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A waste of emotion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A waste of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Tired of feeling unwanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:webdings;" &gt;No I will never learn from my mistakes. Nor will i stop making them. The irony and the stupidity. I get it. I do want to stop. But i can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;The time spent caring about the person. Loving the significant other. Worrying or being excited for and with the special someone. It's time well wasted. Fruitless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt;Everything's just a waste of time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-6700462248535151723?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/6700462248535151723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=6700462248535151723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/6700462248535151723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/6700462248535151723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/11/tired-of-tears.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-1116149635923946392</id><published>2008-11-27T19:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T19:21:32.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:georgia;" &gt;When emo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;....Blast your speakers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;    Zone out.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:webdings;" &gt;`........Day dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;- s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;:) -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-1116149635923946392?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/1116149635923946392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=1116149635923946392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/1116149635923946392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/1116149635923946392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-emo-blast-your-speakers-zone-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-5012136466335929414</id><published>2008-11-26T23:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T23:21:14.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;How do you stop yourself from falling in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;How do you control yourself??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;How do you forget someone so easily?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;How do you play with fire and not get burnt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;How do you choose who to fall in love with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I mean I know you can choose first n den fall but what if she isn't whom you want to fall in love with but u did, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;How do you get out of it?&lt;br /&gt;How can u stop it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;How do you manage to control yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How do you love someone and deny it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How can you be with someone you don't love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How can you love someone else with all your heart but be with someone else whom you don't love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;How do you be heartless?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;How do you be "feelingless"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Teach me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-5012136466335929414?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/5012136466335929414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=5012136466335929414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/5012136466335929414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/5012136466335929414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/11/how.html' title='How'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-6531411870288001698</id><published>2008-11-24T16:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T16:40:23.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Lol was fucking emo yesterday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: georgia;" class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="lol" title="lol" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;But the tears have dried n I'm feeling better &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: georgia;" class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Hmm what other updates have I to update. Oh yes.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I pulled out one problematic tooth of mine. So now I am one tooth short.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: courier new;" class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_sad.gif" alt="sad" title="sad" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;It feels so weird when i try to pronounce things. And i really do feel like i have a bloody big hole in my mouth. When i drink water, I can feel it leaking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: courier new;" class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_cry.gif" alt="cry" title="cry" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt; Hmpft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I'm gonna go back on Thurs to letak balik! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Oh yes.. yesterday Ayryn and I woke up kinda late. at around 4. We bathed, and went to makan at the mamak. I ordered Nasi Goreng Kg kurang pedas, tambah ikan bilis. My food came with no ikan bilis at all, and pedas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);" class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mad.gif" alt="mad" title="mad" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So naturally i was complaining like nuts to Ayryn.. And she tried it and says it's not TOO pedas la.. Still can eat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Then i replied, " But you know it's too early to..... * -pauses.. thinks quietly..- wait.. it's 4. early? No..nononono*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Ayryn, " Hahahah! You meant you can't eat such spicy food once u wwaakkee uupp?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I: Mmm Hmmm... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_redface.gif" alt="redface" title="redface" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:webdings;" &gt;Anyways was friggin blur the whole week. Hmm.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-6531411870288001698?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/6531411870288001698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=6531411870288001698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/6531411870288001698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/6531411870288001698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/11/lol.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-7228668714629531300</id><published>2008-11-24T03:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T03:18:04.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;He is a player but at least he's not a liar.. :) thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-7228668714629531300?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/7228668714629531300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=7228668714629531300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/7228668714629531300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/7228668714629531300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/11/he-is-player-but-at-least-hes-not-liar.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-3162120267324371124</id><published>2008-11-24T02:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T02:32:09.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Pull me out from this pool of tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Save me from the heartaches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;How shall i ever get over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I thought you were the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I thought this was it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;-Boy, did i thought wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Bleargh it's too early for me to emo. We're not even together. We're just two human beings who like each other. Well I do like him. I don't know bout him. Maybe he likes me and 50 other girls  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: verdana;" class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_neutral.gif" alt="neutral" title="neutral" width="15" height="15" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;.....Sighs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-3162120267324371124?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/3162120267324371124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=3162120267324371124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/3162120267324371124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/3162120267324371124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/11/pull-me-out-from-this-pool-of-tears.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-845692590845597613</id><published>2008-11-24T02:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T02:14:22.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you think?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;This is the sound of a broken heart beating -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--3&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/4727010250555203898-845692590845597613?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/845692590845597613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=845692590845597613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/845692590845597613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/845692590845597613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-do-you-think.html' title='What do you think?'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-267901304736262789</id><published>2008-11-24T00:13:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T00:53:40.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:120%;" &gt;Who am i to you? Do you care? Will you hurt me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:120%;" &gt;When I asked you to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:120%;" &gt;promise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:120%;" &gt; me&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:120%;" &gt;you could not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: courier new;font-size:120%;" &gt;When I asked you why, you said we cannot predict the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:120%;" &gt;It's obvious you want the easy way out later on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:120%;"  &gt;You will have your own argument.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:120%;"  &gt;You will point everything out. And said I did warn you about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:120%;" &gt;As if those words are just another hello, goodbye coming out from ur lips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It's not about me anymore. It's about u. If you want me in ur life, you'll find a way to put me there, and keep me there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;They say love is giving him the power to destroy you but trusting him not to. But can i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt; u?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Why hurt me? Why play with me? Please have some compassion. If you're playing just tell it to my face and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;not lead me on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:120%;" &gt;Just for the rush of the chase. Or just cause ur lonely&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;If it's just temporary, tell me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:webdings;" &gt;.......Please...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-267901304736262789?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/267901304736262789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=267901304736262789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/267901304736262789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/267901304736262789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/11/who-am-i-to-you-do-you-care-will-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-783824798198722011</id><published>2008-11-23T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T22:43:01.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It gets harder during the night when you are all alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);" class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_sad.gif" alt="sad" title="sad" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-783824798198722011?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/783824798198722011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=783824798198722011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/783824798198722011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/783824798198722011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-gets-harder-during-night-when-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-2192779294726188419</id><published>2008-11-23T19:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T19:43:09.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sighs` Feeling blue..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Falling for the wrong guy all over again&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;player&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;* Dear heart, I met a boy.. Prepare to be shattered....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should not trust ppl so easily should I? But how would i know if it's the truth or not? What if I hurt him for the wrong reasons? Would i rather get hurt than let him get hurt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I being so considerate. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Naive.. Giving him the benefit of the doubt.. Nice? Reasonable? Fair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah.. I'm starting to think I'm more likely to have been &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt; rather than any of the above..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how can they even think of playing around with &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;? What's wrong with society. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_sad.gif" alt="sad" title="sad" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the thrill of the chase. The fun that comes out from it? Doesn't it get old? Don't you feel that at one point, your life seems so &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;meaningless and empty&lt;/span&gt; and everything was just &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt;? What is the end result of all the chase? The glory? No..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you want sth that can last? For more than just a few months?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.. I'm tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_cry.gif" alt="cry" title="cry" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-2192779294726188419?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/2192779294726188419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=2192779294726188419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/2192779294726188419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/2192779294726188419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/11/sighs-feeling-blue.html' title='Sighs` Feeling blue..'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-6229709655184557477</id><published>2008-11-23T01:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T01:26:35.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sighs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Chinese New Year is not serious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;He &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;doesn't want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; be serious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;He's just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;playing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);" class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_sad.gif" alt="sad" title="sad" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-6229709655184557477?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/6229709655184557477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=6229709655184557477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/6229709655184557477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/6229709655184557477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/11/sighs.html' title='Sighs'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-1662790513090193716</id><published>2008-11-05T20:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T20:20:21.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>breakeven</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Just praying to a god that I don't believe in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Cos I got time while she got freedom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Cos when a heart breaks no it don't break even&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Her best days will be some of my worst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;She finally met a man that's gonna put her 1st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;While I'm wide awake she's no trouble sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Cos when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;What am I suppose to do when the best part of me was always you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;What am I suppose to say when I'm all choked up and your ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm falling to pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm falling to pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;They say bad things happen for a reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;But not wise words gonna stop the bleeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Cos she's moved on while I'm still grieving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Cos when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;What am I suppose to do when the best part of me was always you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;What am I suppose to say when I'm all choked up and your ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm falling to pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm falling to pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;(One still in love while the other ones leaving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Cos when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;You got his heart and my heart and none of the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;You took your suitcase, I took the blame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Now I'm tryna make sense of what little remains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Cos you left me with no love, no love to my name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Just praying to a god that I don't believe in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Cos I got time while she got freedom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Cos when a heart breaks no it don't break even&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;What am I gonna do when the best part of me was always you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;What am I suppose to say when I'm all choked up and your ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm falling to pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm falling to pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;(One still in love while the other ones leaving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Cos when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_sad.gif" alt="sad" title="sad" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-1662790513090193716?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/1662790513090193716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=1662790513090193716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/1662790513090193716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/1662790513090193716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/11/breakeven.html' title='breakeven'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-7718286837087436696</id><published>2008-10-29T00:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T00:30:55.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>next top model?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;First America's Next Top Model.. Then Australia's Next Top Model.. And now Britain's Next Top Model?! Whoo.. When's Malaysia's Next Top Model? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" width="15" height="15" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Hmm.. I still think America's Next Top Model has the hottest girls &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="lol" title="lol" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-7718286837087436696?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/7718286837087436696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=7718286837087436696&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/7718286837087436696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/7718286837087436696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/10/next-top-model.html' title='next top model?'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-3980691190733010343</id><published>2008-10-28T21:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T21:27:21.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Catch a falling star and put it in ur pocket, never let it fade away &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_biggrin.gif" alt="biggrin" title="biggrin" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm my sleeping time's screwed up. I sleep at 7 o 8 in the morning and i wake up at 3 o 4 in the afternoon. SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried so hard to sleep before 2 yesterday. I offed my tv and lappie but i was tossing and turning and could not get a min of shut eye. So i woke up, played my DS, on the tv again, and started chattin till it was 5 sth. Argh. i need to wake up for classes!! &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_cry.gif" alt="cry" title="cry" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-3980691190733010343?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/3980691190733010343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=3980691190733010343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/3980691190733010343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/3980691190733010343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/10/catch-falling-star-and-put-it-in-ur.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-3564349274923030596</id><published>2008-10-25T03:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T03:08:31.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>argh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I feel so depressed. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fucked up. I need someone to love. I want a serious relationship. No more flings. I need to find the right guy. Argh! I so fucking emo now.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mad.gif" alt="mad" title="mad" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-3564349274923030596?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/3564349274923030596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=3564349274923030596&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/3564349274923030596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/3564349274923030596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/10/argh.html' title='argh'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-1917226802960684986</id><published>2008-10-24T01:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T01:57:35.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I think I'm just afraid that i can't find someone good enough who has all the qualifications to call mine &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_sad.gif" alt="sad" title="sad" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-1917226802960684986?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/1917226802960684986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=1917226802960684986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/1917226802960684986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/1917226802960684986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-think-im-just-afraid-that-i-cant-find.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-5651145337534803034</id><published>2008-10-24T00:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T00:19:51.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curi makan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Rich or poor, they will still curi makan. So we might as well find a rich guy right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" width="15" height="15" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ps- curi makan = &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" class="illustration"&gt;cheat on a spouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-5651145337534803034?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/5651145337534803034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=5651145337534803034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/5651145337534803034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/5651145337534803034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/10/curi-makan.html' title='Curi makan'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-4930137340732705330</id><published>2008-10-23T04:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T04:17:07.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bleargh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I shud be asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I NEED to be asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But i dun want to.. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I just cant.. sob! Tak sampai hati wanna sleep lar.. What's wrong with me?! I got presentation at 9 summore! Shet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-4930137340732705330?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/4930137340732705330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=4930137340732705330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/4930137340732705330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/4930137340732705330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/10/bleargh.html' title='bleargh'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-4512987973537618672</id><published>2008-10-21T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T22:07:20.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Been quite some time since i've blogged. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" width="15" height="15" /&gt; Let's see what happened. Bar Celona on Thurs. Celebrated Renn's, Jeff's, and Brandy's bday at the same time. Got pretty ttiippssyyy &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="lol" title="lol" width="15" height="15" /&gt; . Pictures will be updated soon &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_razz.gif" alt="razz" title="razz" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we drank again on Sat night. At first it was just Black Label with coke. Then we ran out of coke so it was raw. And then, we got bored and decided to mix Black Label with Bear Beer into my ceral mug. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" width="15" height="15" /&gt; Tee hee hee. Instant KO after 2 mugs. Wahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then i skipped class on Monday cause i was too tired and i could not wake up. I do not have enuff sleep. Practically slept for less than 5 hours everyday for the whole week. Woke up, went out till around 1am. Wonder how much longer can my body take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-4512987973537618672?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/4512987973537618672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=4512987973537618672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/4512987973537618672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/4512987973537618672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/10/hmm.html' title='Hmm'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-1452820265165189481</id><published>2008-10-18T01:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T01:42:03.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;1pm sth - Bangun, mandi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;2pm - Makan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;4pm - Got back home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;6pm - Left for sunway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;7pm sth- Reached Mediskin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;8.30pm - Reached home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;10pm sth - Left for Bangsar to eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;12pm - Reached Bangsar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;It took us nearly 2 hours to get to Bangsar. Just as we were reaching Bangsar, Nisha took a wrong turn and we were very well on our way back to Puchong. Then we drove all the way back to Bangsar using Federal Highway and she was ssoo blur the whole way. The traffic light says red, she can still cross the road slowly and suddenly stop in the middle, reverse, and wait. Kesian her. Still hangovering. Drats. Everyone's so blur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-1452820265165189481?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/1452820265165189481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=1452820265165189481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/1452820265165189481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/1452820265165189481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/10/1pm-sth-bangun-mandi-2pm-makan-4pm-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-8005173100792643322</id><published>2008-10-17T16:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T16:41:38.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh snap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Last night on the way to pick up Kiki and Haziq from Desaria, Renn and I saw two malay guys in their early 20s snatching an old lady's bag. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;They actually pushed her to the ground in the middle of the road and hit her but the old lady would not let go. And when we slowed down and wanted to help the aunty, they actually hit her harder and ran. And and, what got me REALLY mad was that they were still &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SMILLING&lt;/span&gt; while running. WTF! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;How can you push a helpless old lady down and hit her summore. And she was obviously quite poor cause it was those kampung area. She was crying anf shouting and we felt so helpess cause we could not chase them. We were wearing heels and they were at the other side of the road. Fuck those bastards la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mad.gif" alt="mad" title="mad" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Rott in hell. Get murdered in the gnarliest way ever. Mother fuckers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Oh.. btw, im hangingovering now... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_confused.gif" alt="confused" title="confused" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Shit so sleepy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-8005173100792643322?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/8005173100792643322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=8005173100792643322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/8005173100792643322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/8005173100792643322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-snap.html' title='Oh snap'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-4243090246195276535</id><published>2008-10-17T03:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T03:07:48.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woosshh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Tipsy baby.. i'm tipsy.. lols. Just came back from barcelona and i can't believe im bloggin. Renn's, Brandy's and Jeff's bday celebration.. hahaha was shouting and dancing and drinking like there's no tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="lol" title="lol" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;When i got home, i even forgotten to close the front door until i went halfway up the stairs. I nearly brought my fffoootttwweeaarrr up to my room * yep i was barefoot all the way since i stepped into  the car* and I nearly fell asleep in my bathroom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Now im enjoying my McD hahahahhahahahahaahhaha Y am i bbllooggiinnggg!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-4243090246195276535?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/4243090246195276535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=4243090246195276535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/4243090246195276535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/4243090246195276535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/10/woosshh.html' title='woosshh'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-5455276258865209126</id><published>2008-10-16T00:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T00:43:46.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the tiredness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Wasted my time staying up till 6 trying to understand managerial accounting. She wrote the steps and answers to all the questions in the quiz on the board. I love her &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not even hear my alarm today. Ayryn sorta woke me up when she called me  at 8.57am and asked if i was ready. Came back at around 1 sth. Then went out at 5 to pavilion. Walked till my legs were sore. I'm so effing tired. I don't know how much longer i can keep this up &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_sad.gif" alt="sad" title="sad" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note... I dun miss him that often already but i still do miss him... I miss him.. I miss him most during the nights when i don't have anyone to hold &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_cry.gif" alt="cry" title="cry" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-5455276258865209126?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/5455276258865209126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=5455276258865209126&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/5455276258865209126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/5455276258865209126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/10/tiredness.html' title='the tiredness'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-4049115120089771658</id><published>2008-10-15T02:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:09:45.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh no!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Could not study. Was doing everything else other than studying. N i just got back from Old Town. And now im sleepy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_sad.gif" alt="sad" title="sad" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;What's wrong with me! Sth's wrong this sem. Everyone's slacking and there's no motivation to do anything. At least the past sems i gave 10%. This sem i give..  -100%.. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mad.gif" alt="mad" title="mad" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;how how how how hooowwwww?!?!?!?!!?!?!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_eek.gif" alt="eek" title="eek" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-4049115120089771658?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/4049115120089771658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=4049115120089771658&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/4049115120089771658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/4049115120089771658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-no.html' title='oh no!'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-7181412880628172436</id><published>2008-10-14T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T23:55:57.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Acckk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I found out at around 6 that i have quiz tomorrow on managerial accounting. Bad enuff i did not know about the quiz but i rarely attend her classes and have no idea when it comes to accounting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm screwed. By a c c o u n t i n g s. Ewwww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-7181412880628172436?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/7181412880628172436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=7181412880628172436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/7181412880628172436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/7181412880628172436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/10/acckk.html' title='Acckk'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-2301185208887673774</id><published>2008-10-14T04:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T04:54:56.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mm hmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Went out to get food at ard 2 sth. We wanted yee mee but could not find any. We went to Seri Kembangan but all the food stalls were closed already. We went to a few restaurants or cafe, but they were all closed too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Me:Puchong la.. maybe got..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Jeff: Go Klang la! Sure got one.. Can order..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Renn: Don't want! I want those hawker stalls one la! Still got open ar in Klang?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Jeff: Uh.. got.. no.. uh.. don't know la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Renn: Aiyar.. you this time won't know one la.. Usually during this time you already drunk one... *Jeff cant drink =b *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;So we decided to go Puchong to get ffoooddd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Me: Eh dun tell me in the end we makan Mcd or KFC ar! Find so susah den eat that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Renn and Jeff: Wont la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;So on the way to puchong, we decided to go to USJ instead. We tried finding Tian Tian but cud not find it. Then we went to Taipan but all the shops was closed. Then Jeff had this stupid idea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Jeff: Eh why don't we just go 7-11, buy maggi cup and eat outside la.. very syok one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Renn: Eh can oso! u wan ar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Jeff: EHH dun la!!! i was just testing u! mana tau u really want! nononono!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Renn: Go la... not bad ma.. Eh if we really bring you go 7-11 eat how ar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Jeff: I will curse you while i eat lor! Pukimak Renn.. Bring me go eat maggi in 7-11. Cibai knn etc etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;So we started finding for more hawker stalls but could not find any. But we saw alot of 7-11!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Renn: Eh got alot of 7-11 ere la.. You really don't want meh?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Jeff: Here oso got alot of grass! You want onot?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Renn and I :Wahahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Me: Eh we go Summit la! Maybe got..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Jeff : Dun laaaaa!!!! You all find like that till tomorrow i also cannot eat already laa!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Jeff: Eh we eat KFC laa!!! I see the girl eating the hotdog i already want la! Got nuggets summore.!! *Billboard adds*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Me: SEE SEE! I told u! In the end sure KFC or Mcd one!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Oh and Jeff was really unlucky the whole day so we were like cursing him. See one big lorry by the road side we also drive damn slow.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Me:Eh slower slower!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Renn: Ya ya! got lorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Jeff: Eh! by the road side la! u can pass one la ok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Me: We know la! But you so suay.. We scared suddenly the lorry tumbang on us how!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;There were many other LOL sessions but lupa dah.. and malas oso la nyek nyek nyek..It would be nicer if you were actually there. I don't think it'll sound funny when you read it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-2301185208887673774?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/2301185208887673774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=2301185208887673774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/2301185208887673774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/2301185208887673774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/10/mm-hmm.html' title='mm hmm'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-3959216765441365571</id><published>2008-10-13T18:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T18:21:33.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The leaders of tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I was sleeping oh so peacefully at ard 3 sth when Jeffrey knocked at my door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Jeff: Jess!! *knock knock knock* JEESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Renn: She's not in gua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Jeff: Jeeesssss!!! *knock knock knock*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I wake up, damn blur, opened the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Renn and Jeff : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_surprised.gif" alt="surprised" title="surprised" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Renn: You oso din go class is it?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Me: I went for morning class. Then tak tahan come home sleep d &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_cry.gif" alt="cry" title="cry" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Renn: Haha i did not even go to class. I just woke up. I slept at 7 sth wei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Jeff: You all no future la!! Class also din go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Me: You went to class mer?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Jeff: I went to 2-4 class ok &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_twisted.gif" alt="twisted" title="twisted" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Me: Morning class u go mer?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mad.gif" alt="mad" title="mad" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Jeff: haha.. no la.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="lol" title="lol" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Me: YOU ALSO NO FUTURE LA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Renn: Eh jom makan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;And with this, i present u the bright future leaders from D 40 A =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-3959216765441365571?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/3959216765441365571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=3959216765441365571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/3959216765441365571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/3959216765441365571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/10/leaders-of-tomorrow.html' title='The leaders of tomorrow'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-4848728564418335582</id><published>2008-10-12T20:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T20:31:25.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;E&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;`&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;` &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;heard of it? Felt it? Embraced it? Been in it? I want those too =( But how do i know? Hmm&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/4727010250555203898-4848728564418335582?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/4848728564418335582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=4848728564418335582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/4848728564418335582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/4848728564418335582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/10/bah.html' title='bah'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-4197985343125566913</id><published>2008-10-12T20:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T20:15:36.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i had a fucked up nightmare last night. I was over the top tired and exhausted but when i slept for not more than 10 mins, i woke up wide awake not daring to move o sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I dreamt that i was suddenly a robot in a battle ground in a PLAYGROUND fighting evil robots. The world was in my hands. *Geez i cant even take k of myself and if i had the take k of the world, we know sth went wrong on the way.* N i was hurt really badly cause come on, it was me against many many many of em! But suddenly my friends came and they were all like those power rangers ppl, transforming into me o wadever that looks like me trying to distract the evil robots while i tried to escape. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;But halfway while escaping, my friends got hurt n i was suddenly into super protective mode again and wanted to go back and help. But my creator ( Yes i even have a creator ) pulled me away again but the evil robots hit me and i was lying on the ground motionless. * Up to here, i felt like a child . Who the hell dreams aboout being an android saving the world at the age of 20?! *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;That was when i knew it was already a dream n i was trying so hard to move but i cant. But i can hear Juno(Renn's dog) running around me and somewhat digging a hole on the ground just behind my head. WTF man. Then i tried to open my eyes as wide as possible but it keeps trying to shut and then i tried to wake up but i cant. So i had to struggle to move, open my eyes, and wake up for a few mins before i woke up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;On the lights, On my songs louder, Went out to find Renn, and tried to stay awake* FUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I was a friggin andriod saving the world. That's so cool! But i did not like the part where i couldnt wake up. A dream in a dream? shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-4197985343125566913?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/4197985343125566913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=4197985343125566913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/4197985343125566913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/4197985343125566913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-had-fucked-up-nightmare-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-7663666339809003077</id><published>2008-10-10T02:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T02:53:51.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sob</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;aahhhh omg im so so sick =( I have cough fever and flu. I slept the whole day n i can't sleep now. But i'm tired and exhausted cause of the medicine and my head feels heavy.. oh the paaiinnnn. I've never been this blur before. sigh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-7663666339809003077?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/7663666339809003077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=7663666339809003077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/7663666339809003077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/7663666339809003077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/10/sob.html' title='sob'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-2815005900707935676</id><published>2008-10-08T11:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T11:43:22.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh the joy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I've finally got my lappie and i've been abusing it again. Lol Rarely off-ing it.. That's how my mother board in my old lappie crashed.. swt. But anyways yeah I'm happy with it even tho i had to install microsoft office, antivirus, and photoshop myself.. tee hee hee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;But i found out last night one of my speaker's wire kinda got screwed.. So i'm only using one side of the speaker. The other side is now literally just for deco. Hmpft. Gotta buy new wires =( The irony. Can't I be fully satisfied with something for once?! Hmm So wad's up people of the dying world?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-2815005900707935676?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/2815005900707935676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=2815005900707935676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/2815005900707935676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/2815005900707935676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-joy.html' title='oh the joy!'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-2896162407520181699</id><published>2008-10-06T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T00:48:35.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life's a bitch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-2896162407520181699?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/2896162407520181699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=2896162407520181699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/2896162407520181699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/2896162407520181699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/10/lifes-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-8667817644565188837</id><published>2008-10-05T13:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T14:15:20.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the chiak pa bo su cho ness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;ooo ooo ooo!! a week ago, Jolene, Nisha, Sita, and I went to somewhere near SS2 to makan nasi kandar. Yeah i know..nth interesting there.. wait for it.. wait for it....&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;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;........We used 7 highways to get there n back &gt;.&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-8667817644565188837?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/8667817644565188837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=8667817644565188837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/8667817644565188837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/8667817644565188837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/10/chiak-pa-bo-su-cho-ness.html' title='the chiak pa bo su cho ness'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-3244981653789132131</id><published>2008-10-04T14:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T22:31:05.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Argh I'm so bored! I have all these sudden urges to do assignments BUT i dun have the assignment outlines AND no printer. Such a waste of urge!! Eurgh I seriously need my laptop now and i also need to install microsoft office.. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-3244981653789132131?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/3244981653789132131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=3244981653789132131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/3244981653789132131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/3244981653789132131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/10/argh-im-so-bored-i-have-all-these.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-5983204126823882111</id><published>2008-10-04T03:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T03:29:31.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woosh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Just came bac from hmm Cheras and Jln Pudu XD. Renn and I went to visit my mom in Cheras for awhile n after that went to have chickie rice in Jln Pudu. And only the fishball soup was nice =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back in the highway, there was no car at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renn: eh no car at all.. four lanes oso we conquer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah!!! can turn ere n dere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renn: We do one 360 degree turning n go round and round oso can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Reverse, stop, go oso can wei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renn: Ya we can do dat now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Car screeches to a stop*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Reverse 1 metre*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Stop*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Moves forward*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renn: Eh got car behind us d! got gang!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss those times when it's just the both of us XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-5983204126823882111?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/5983204126823882111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=5983204126823882111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/5983204126823882111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/5983204126823882111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/10/woosh.html' title='woosh'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-8340152174087046577</id><published>2008-10-03T13:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T13:20:54.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jump jump and shout!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;My laptop's gonna be ere on monday!!! Hopefully there won't be anymore delays or changes and the laptop will not have any problems.&lt;br /&gt;Keeping my fingers crossed!!&lt;br /&gt;so ecstatic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-8340152174087046577?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/8340152174087046577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=8340152174087046577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/8340152174087046577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/8340152174087046577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/10/jump-jump-and-shout.html' title='jump jump and shout!'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-415993531648552658</id><published>2008-10-02T23:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T23:49:31.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>check yes juliet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='padding:3px; border:1px solid #FF6600; border-bottom:0px; width:310px'&gt;&lt;object width='310' height='259'&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://www.youtube.com/v/oqhLNNOp8-c&amp;rel=1'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src='http://www.youtube.com/v/oqhLNNOp8-c&amp;rel=1' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' width='310' height='259'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width='300' height='180'&gt;&lt;embed src='http://widget.lyricsmode.com/i/scroll2.swf?lid=568804&amp;speed=4' width='318' height='181' type='application/x-shockwave-flash'/&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old song which i &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-415993531648552658?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/415993531648552658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=415993531648552658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/415993531648552658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/415993531648552658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/10/check-yes-juliet.html' title='check yes juliet'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-8031204966148126247</id><published>2008-10-02T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T23:02:52.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I thought i could never love him again but i guess the feeling crept back into me..&lt;br /&gt;Now i miss him like nuts. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;No not HIM..&lt;br /&gt;My bf &lt;3 *aww*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder where it'll go from ere.&lt;br /&gt;Mebbe it's just infatuation all over again?&lt;br /&gt;Back to basics. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 2 3 set go.&lt;br /&gt;Let's all fall in love again =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-8031204966148126247?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/8031204966148126247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=8031204966148126247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/8031204966148126247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/8031204966148126247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-thought-i-could-never-love-him-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-7727341086641581860</id><published>2008-10-01T17:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T17:53:41.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>="(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Aww the bf has left. I never thought i'd miss him this bad.. sob sob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i miss him i miss him i miss him i miss him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-7727341086641581860?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/7727341086641581860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=7727341086641581860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/7727341086641581860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/7727341086641581860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='=&quot;('/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-7655466942819586244</id><published>2008-09-26T13:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T14:11:31.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hopeless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I'm done with waiting.&lt;br /&gt;I might not be over you but I will.&lt;br /&gt;I must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't love her no more,&lt;br /&gt;but u still don't love me.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, you found someone else new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just as invisible as the air you breathe.&lt;br /&gt;I guess i stood at the wrong line in waiting.&lt;br /&gt;The line which was never there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more baby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;..................no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;................no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You did this to yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day you're gonna miss me bad.&lt;br /&gt;By then, I'll be laughing at you.&lt;br /&gt;Not meaning a thing me,&lt;br /&gt;like me not meaning a thing to you.&lt;br /&gt;For now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;While she smiles thru her broken heart.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-7655466942819586244?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/7655466942819586244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=7655466942819586244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/7655466942819586244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/7655466942819586244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/09/hopeless.html' title='hopeless'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-3318451118598985894</id><published>2008-08-15T18:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T18:42:43.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so true</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I'm an addict for dramatics&lt;br /&gt;I confuse the two for love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-3318451118598985894?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/3318451118598985894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=3318451118598985894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/3318451118598985894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/3318451118598985894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-true.html' title='so true'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-840621740635003307</id><published>2008-08-14T22:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T22:36:49.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stubborn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Every time i keep telling myself to let go,&lt;br /&gt;To stop all these nonsense,&lt;br /&gt;To not get hurt again,&lt;br /&gt;To be strong,&lt;br /&gt;I really try.&lt;br /&gt;I tried,&lt;br /&gt;Still trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But every time I say "Ok, this has gone too far. I'm gonna stop." ,&lt;br /&gt;My heart goes, "Aww, wad's one more day?"&lt;br /&gt;But as many more "one more day" passes by,&lt;br /&gt;I fall harder for u. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_sad.gif" alt="sad" title="sad" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-840621740635003307?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/840621740635003307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=840621740635003307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/840621740635003307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/840621740635003307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/08/stubborn.html' title='stubborn'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-5884791105211195284</id><published>2008-08-12T02:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T02:52:17.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;How do u say i love u and not mean it?&lt;br /&gt;How do u say i miss u not mean it?&lt;br /&gt;How can u fool a man's heart for such a long time?&lt;br /&gt;How much longer can i keep this up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate lying.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the guilt.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be free but i need him for companionship&lt;br /&gt;No one can accompany me like he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely diff note, my heart still beats when i see him. The other him..&lt;br /&gt;It still hurts when i think about the situation we're in.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't i forget him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every time i try to leave, sth keeps pulling me back, telling me i need him in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Argh I need a bucket to puke all my butterflies out.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-5884791105211195284?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/5884791105211195284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=5884791105211195284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/5884791105211195284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/5884791105211195284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-do-u-say-i-love-u-and-not-mean-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727010250555203898.post-139013329193936312</id><published>2008-08-10T19:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T21:02:14.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Ur only happie when ur sad and it's killing me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You push me away for the first time, oh&lt;br /&gt;I can see, this will be just another landslide,&lt;br /&gt;You push me away for the last time&lt;br /&gt;And I'm over it, but in the meantime&lt;br /&gt;You push me away for the last time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727010250555203898-139013329193936312?l=dreamerbluez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/feeds/139013329193936312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727010250555203898&amp;postID=139013329193936312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/139013329193936312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727010250555203898/posts/default/139013329193936312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamerbluez.blogspot.com/2008/08/ur-only-happie-when-ur-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02280464006573314566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVsmt7ADoeg/S9bNFV5C_5I/AAAAAAAABDM/WDrvI8zHFCc/S220/tumblr_kzmdqcMOLr1qzo8vvo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
