<?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-8416076217678470496</id><updated>2011-08-22T01:25:10.642+08:00</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='trash'/><category term='the days im out'/><category term='splendid stuff'/><category term='another day thinking  deeper into my thoughts'/><category term='Another day thinking'/><title type='text'>therewasneverlove</title><subtitle type='html'>You have landed onto the blog where glittering waxed butterflies exist. where love was never felt, where sadness is what you will see lying everywhere. where the light is only a few rays from burning out.

(caution: dont blame me if you start crying inbetween reading XD.)


             song playing~~ on my own-the used</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>198</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-4060080853016619992</id><published>2011-02-01T21:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T22:14:11.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blurry visions and a damp keyboard</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's been almost a year and yet,&lt;br /&gt;this dark abyss within does not disappear&lt;br /&gt;they say time heals all&lt;br /&gt;but in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;i welcome loneliness&lt;br /&gt;in the image of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try as i might to deny&lt;br /&gt;fill this emptiness&lt;br /&gt;the crushing void remains&lt;br /&gt;dragging along with it&lt;br /&gt;this tormented soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every smile you see&lt;br /&gt;every laughter you hear&lt;br /&gt;constructs of fallacious intent&lt;br /&gt;to maintain this tough exterior&lt;br /&gt;when the bolts holding it&lt;br /&gt;have but waned and decayed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say when a person turns your life over&lt;br /&gt;this person saves you from the terrible end awaiting&lt;br /&gt;yet in cheating life&lt;br /&gt;irony begets&lt;br /&gt;life cheats you&lt;br /&gt;into further despair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In existing to prove&lt;br /&gt;to become someone of equal caliber&lt;br /&gt;i've come so far&lt;br /&gt;yet&lt;br /&gt;i'm still so far away from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who i am today&lt;br /&gt;belongs entirely to you&lt;br /&gt;but yet you who shaped&lt;br /&gt;is now a distance away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I was foolish&lt;br /&gt;pursuing to fill this hole you've created &lt;br /&gt;this hole that eats me up inside&lt;br /&gt;destruction within this&lt;br /&gt;seemingly tough exterior&lt;br /&gt;built upon lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm no longer sure,&lt;br /&gt;whether you feel the same way as i towards you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm no longer sure,&lt;br /&gt;of myself this one person whose existence belong to you&lt;br /&gt;I'm no longer sure&lt;br /&gt;of what i'm doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet amidst this bleak uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;I do know, my heart still belongs to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty much still the same guy you first met&lt;br /&gt;a little bit more intelligent&lt;br /&gt;a little bit more mature&lt;br /&gt;a little bit more sorrowful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your heart is like a labyrinth&lt;br /&gt;I cannot fathom&lt;br /&gt;lost at every twist and turn&lt;br /&gt;and yet this amazing being of yours&lt;br /&gt;tore down the walls&lt;br /&gt;made the hurt disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i still love you&lt;br /&gt;even though i complain about how prissy you've become&lt;br /&gt;I still love you&lt;br /&gt;I want to meet the girl beneath once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know asking of this is impossible&lt;br /&gt;but i guess trying never hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Would you leave him?&lt;br /&gt;for this wretched soul you have saved&lt;br /&gt;This soul who so deeply loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe love is not a word good enough&lt;br /&gt;its been so long&lt;br /&gt;three years to be exact&lt;br /&gt;and yet i cannot imagine a life&lt;br /&gt;without you in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pants, I really really love you.&lt;br /&gt;But i can't bring myself to tell you&lt;br /&gt;for you are happy now&lt;br /&gt;and doing so would crush your romance&lt;br /&gt;this romance that pains me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I guess i'm a liar through and through&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/8416076217678470496-4060080853016619992?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4060080853016619992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=4060080853016619992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/4060080853016619992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/4060080853016619992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2011/02/blurry-visions-and-damp-keyboard.html' title='Blurry visions and a damp keyboard'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-3046891016919099942</id><published>2010-11-23T23:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T23:28:21.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The daily circus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For every time the lion roars&lt;br /&gt;the inner demon awakes&lt;br /&gt;violence begets violence&lt;br /&gt;hatred spirals like tea in a cauldron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tamed is the lion&lt;br /&gt;yet the whip of the ringmaster&lt;br /&gt;holds no true power&lt;br /&gt;the power is only an illusion&lt;br /&gt;an illusion of violence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we raise our voices?&lt;br /&gt;Like whip and roar&lt;br /&gt;whosoever remains loudest&lt;br /&gt;whosoever remains standing last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wins this power struggle&lt;br /&gt;between lion and ringmaster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-3046891016919099942?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3046891016919099942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=3046891016919099942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/3046891016919099942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/3046891016919099942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2010/11/daily-circus.html' title='The daily circus'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-873131479310466083</id><published>2010-11-15T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T21:54:29.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enclaves</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;     You know how people are segregated, made to feel like a minority because of a certain difference within them? Made to bear the brunt of a society that is unable to accept these differences, Skin Colour, Race, Religion, Ideology, Gender, Sexual preferences etc. Wars break out because of disagreements between nations over political disputes left unsolved. Yet in the little enclaves of society, polarisation is still rampant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     In growing up in a religion centered family, the child unknowingly buys into their beliefs be it Buddhism, Christianity, Judaism, Mormonism, Hinduism etc. They grow up buying into the belief that their parents upheld, where most probably their parents faith in religion originated from their respective parents and so on. In so doing, the proverb of "blind following the blind" becomes apparent where we become a by-product of our parents expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Religion in itself is not wrong. If we were to see religion as a system in inculcating moral values, religion has done no wrong. If we were to see religion as a system in which people can believe in to pacify their fears and uncertainty, religion too has done no wrong. But when religion imposes their teachings onto a person disregarding their right to free speech, ability to think for themselves, the credibility of religion becomes questioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  In insisting that ones religion remains superior and the only true religion, we undermine the fact that there are other religions out there, discrediting their existence. This view becomes a problem where people go around attempting to change individuals. Changing them, into the "proper" the "right" just because they strongly believe, firmly believe in their religion. This imposition is both morally wrong and extremely inhumane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  By imposing such values, despite consciously or not, these supposed missionaries (in the case of christianity) denies the recipients humanity, where they are seen as incapable of thinking for themselves. This alludes them to that of animal status where animals are commonly regarded as having the inability to think (hence the "undeniable" fact that men are superior) thought we know this is not true with animals such as dolphins and elephants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i dont want to be a religion bashing asswipe&lt;br /&gt;i've decided to not continue and do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear ___, stop imposing your religion on me. Stop living in your pre-conceived notion that your religion is superior and is the only one true religion. There are alternate theories, concepts, facts, that will crush your entire belief but in solely believing and living in ignorance, you not only slow your brain process as it becomes programmed to no longer question the "big questions", the "big answers", but rather it becomes accepted as an alternate inevitability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if i told you that i believe that mortals can transcend death and the only reason we cant is because we accept it as a inevitability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll probably think im crazy because it is proven that the brain will expire. Isnt this theory pretty similar to any thing you believe in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if i told you i believe we willed ourselves into living and it is through this will that we come into existence and that with such will, we are meant to do great things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you now call me crazy even though you have nothing to de-proof/prove this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn your enclaved mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-873131479310466083?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/873131479310466083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=873131479310466083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/873131479310466083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/873131479310466083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2010/11/enclaves.html' title='Enclaves'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-164103759158940723</id><published>2010-10-26T17:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T17:37:43.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Religion and its thingjamatic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In the opinion of after life and the whole tis for tat, it is strongly  believed under the psychological psyche of most individuals that most  are not afraid of death in itself. But rather, not existing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death: The end all of the body. (my definition)&lt;br /&gt;Not existing: The complete annihilation of said matter. (my definition)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In  non-existence, we loose our memories, our thoughts and in simple fact,  to not exist (Without both the physical and the psychological).  Aristotle believed that we humans willed ourselves into existence, that  it is this will that creates the being, the soul and eventually thought  processes. (Aristotle however remained a firm believer of god). It is  this non-existence that people are afraid of and this fear that creates  the notion of the after life as conveyed by most religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As  such, we cling on the faith, firmly believing that the single entity of  "faith" defined as an extreme believe (note the word extreme), ensures  that we do not entirely "disappear" (not exist) but rather continue on  in the afterlife. This belief satiates the hunger to know more about  what happens next, before and even the slight nuances of coincidence  which many belief to be fate. Faith in itself becomes a holistic answer  to the end all and the be all. Who you were, who you are and ultimately  submits your entire being to any said higher power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With faith  under religion, most recognized sectors teaches many to be a good person  in life now and be rewarded after. But faith in itself bears an element  of uncertainty and it is this uncertainty that mankind can not fully  submit. We stop to question the concepts of after life, what goes on  beyond the grave, the hows, the whys and believe in this uncertainty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Religion  in itself should serve as a guidance, an establishment to inculcate  values and morals into individuals. So if we truly believe in the notion  of divine justice, then we do good, we remain as the ordinary. Yet this ordinary ultimately bores, we live a monotonous life and ultimately not-living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We  cannot live in fear of some big "what if". Instead should thread amongst the middle lines, between the planes of right and wrong. Live life  to the fullest, yet remain ultimately a good person (commonly accepted as law abiding, following society's expectations of being a person).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should not fear non existence and or death, rather we should fear not living. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;live as you want, distinguish between what is ok, and what isn't. And with that, thread between those lines to survive in the hierarchy of society and yet still ultimately live &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-164103759158940723?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/164103759158940723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=164103759158940723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/164103759158940723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/164103759158940723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2010/10/religion-and-its-thingjamatic.html' title='Religion and its thingjamatic'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-4845111307456851928</id><published>2010-07-15T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T23:36:24.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The music played with a calming frequency.&lt;br /&gt;The speakers gently seeped the sound of ambient keyboards and light  percussion,&lt;br /&gt;Creating a seductive soundtrack to our midnight drive through curtains  of blackness.&lt;br /&gt;The windows were cold to the touch,&lt;br /&gt;Reflecting the icy conditions in our immediate extremity.&lt;br /&gt;Salt stains and fingerprints littered the glass,&lt;br /&gt;And streaks of melting snow cascaded down its length.&lt;br /&gt;The music pulsed louder, yet gentle,&lt;br /&gt;Like the far away squeal of a pot of boiling water.&lt;br /&gt;The skyline was glowing faintly with vague hints of an impending dawn.&lt;br /&gt;The car raced along a painfully straight stretch of road,&lt;br /&gt;And she hadn't so much as turned the steering wheel two degrees in the  last twenty minutes&lt;br /&gt;Nor had we spoken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were, so perfect, so happy.&lt;br /&gt;They'll remember, only our smiles 'cause that's all they've seen.&lt;br /&gt;Long since dried, when we are found, are the tears in which we had  drowned.&lt;br /&gt;As we were, so perfect, so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Spoken:]&lt;br /&gt;"Why are you doing this?" she spoke as if not expecting a response.&lt;br /&gt;Her voice penetrated the still air of our speechless drive,&lt;br /&gt;So suddenly that my heart had jumped.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not doing anything," I said, but I didn't even believe that myself.&lt;br /&gt;"This is what's best, for me, for you, for us," or maybe just for me I  thought,&lt;br /&gt;As a tear formed in the pit of her eye.&lt;br /&gt;The music poured through the speakers and we were losing ourselves in  the cadence.&lt;br /&gt;She looked down momentarily and closed her eyes for a bit longer than a  standard blink.&lt;br /&gt;Then she was crying. Then she was shouting. Then I was shouting,&lt;br /&gt;Now pouring confessions, having no answers, or solutions,&lt;br /&gt;We barely even knew the questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were, so perfect, so happy.&lt;br /&gt;They'll remember, only our smiles 'cause that's all they've seen.&lt;br /&gt;Long since dried, when we are found, are the tears in which we had  drowned.&lt;br /&gt;As we were, so perfect, so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't put me underground, I was meant for a life somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;Please, love, give me the wheel, before both of our hearts you&lt;br /&gt;Will steal tonight (will steal tonight).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were, so perfect, so happy.&lt;br /&gt;Don't remember, only your smiles 'cause that's all they've seen.&lt;br /&gt;Long since dried, when we are found, are the tears in which we had  drowned.&lt;br /&gt;As we were, so perfect, so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Spoken:]&lt;br /&gt;Our cracking voices became part of the music.&lt;br /&gt;The car pressed on faster through the night. As our voices lowered,&lt;br /&gt;The cadence again overtook the air.&lt;br /&gt;Up ahead there was a curve approaching.&lt;br /&gt;She made no indications of slowing.&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_N9U0WIBn_8&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Rise against - the approaching curve &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/the-approaching-curve-lyrics-rise-against/b53292096670b78f48257177001df364"&gt;Lyrics &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-4845111307456851928?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4845111307456851928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-5692632694588115107</id><published>2010-07-11T15:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T15:12:49.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of all the picturesque paintings, a shawdow lurks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sitting, watching&lt;br /&gt;The falling of white petals,&lt;br /&gt;this one occasion of joy&lt;br /&gt;where lovers profess &lt;br /&gt;their love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The celestial piano begins&lt;br /&gt;an intro to this ballad&lt;br /&gt;this new beginning of Minerva&lt;br /&gt;the end to her past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fairytale ending&lt;br /&gt;lo the fog machine breathes&lt;br /&gt;this ending of aforesaid happily ever after&lt;br /&gt;(deny forswear under oath)&lt;br /&gt;as the priest begins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ceremony ends,&lt;br /&gt;applause, well wishes, hugs and kisses&lt;br /&gt;as she walks back down the aisle&lt;br /&gt;smiling in this occasion  of joy&lt;br /&gt;(alone, despair, this final ray of hope gone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this dressing room&lt;br /&gt;Minerva smiles&lt;br /&gt;that luscious, seductive, red lips of hers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh doth she looks stunning&lt;br /&gt;Her smile, of pure innocent joy&lt;br /&gt;(destroys, corrupt, as i come crashing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smiling to her past&lt;br /&gt;as though a final goodbye&lt;br /&gt;that past of dear Minerva&lt;br /&gt;this perfect past of mine&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-5692632694588115107?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5692632694588115107/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-4340712034017891943</id><published>2010-07-07T15:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T15:36:01.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beneath those red heels, the devils plotting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh yes we fall down on our knees&lt;br /&gt;but do we really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The absolute control they feel&lt;br /&gt;and the scoffs and snickers they've had&lt;br /&gt;at the power they have&lt;br /&gt;is it reality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who has the last laugh we question?&lt;br /&gt;or are we just as foolish and ignorant&lt;br /&gt;are we weak and soft&lt;br /&gt;because beauty is but a vice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are all superficial creatures no doubt&lt;br /&gt;and so are they&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because under these heels, polishing&lt;br /&gt;and then coloring what we want&lt;br /&gt;absconding with bits and pieces of&lt;br /&gt;what may-be soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all these twists and turns&lt;br /&gt;and false cycle of illusionary power&lt;br /&gt;who eventually gains&lt;br /&gt;who eventually loses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;segregation has no qualms&lt;br /&gt;the line blurred&lt;br /&gt;the upper-hand is no longer determined&lt;br /&gt;by the surfacial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but by the twisted soul that resides within&lt;br /&gt;which pleasures in the falling&lt;br /&gt;the writhing and the demise&lt;br /&gt;of the suffering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because only the master puppeteer&lt;br /&gt;fully controls&lt;br /&gt;the puppets puppetry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-4340712034017891943?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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cold&lt;br /&gt;and the painting &lt;br /&gt;living&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-1771176165827407258?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1771176165827407258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=1771176165827407258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/1771176165827407258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/1771176165827407258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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salvation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe thy lips were sewn&lt;br /&gt;Maybe when you sleep&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Purgatory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the sign of damnation&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the sandman comes&lt;br /&gt;Maybe is nothing but purge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe emptiness&lt;br /&gt;Maybe to repossess&lt;br /&gt;Maybe to scream through other ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For thy lips were sewn&lt;br /&gt;and when you sleep&lt;br /&gt;they repossess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe therefore condemned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-5758075175649848328?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5758075175649848328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-4262704569973218465</id><published>2010-05-29T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T22:18:26.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Probably Masochist</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Taken from Trick By Ellen Hopkins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Poem by Ginger Cordell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faces &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wear many faces&lt;br /&gt;some way too old&lt;br /&gt;to fit the girl glued&lt;br /&gt;to the back of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                    I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep my faces in a box,&lt;br /&gt;stashed inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;It's murky in there&lt;br /&gt;overcast with feelings I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                    don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;allow anyone to see&lt;br /&gt;Not that anyone cares&lt;br /&gt;enough to go looking.&lt;br /&gt;No one wants to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                   know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what bothers me. Too&lt;br /&gt;hung up on their own&lt;br /&gt;problems. Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;I think i have to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                   the real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginger, so i open&lt;br /&gt;the box, search inside.&lt;br /&gt;But no matter how hard&lt;br /&gt;I look, I can't find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                   me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-4262704569973218465?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4262704569973218465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=4262704569973218465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/4262704569973218465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/4262704569973218465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2010/05/probably-masochist.html' title='Probably Masochist'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-5643131240784764250</id><published>2010-05-18T23:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T23:44:08.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rosemary Ballet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. a female child, from birth to full growth&lt;br /&gt;2. a young immature woman, esp. formerly an unmarried one&lt;br /&gt;3. a daughter: My wife and I have two girls.&lt;br /&gt;4. Informal : Sometimes Offensive. a grown women, esp. when referred to familiarly: she's having the girls over for bridge next week.&lt;br /&gt;5. girlfriend; sweetheart&lt;br /&gt;6. often offensive. a female servant.&lt;br /&gt;7. Usually offensive, a female employee&lt;br /&gt;8. a female who is from or native to a given place: shes a Missouri girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. girls, (used with singular or plural verb)&lt;br /&gt;a. a range of sizes from 7-14, for garments made for girls&lt;br /&gt;b. a garment in this size range&lt;br /&gt;c. the department of section of a store where these garments are sold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.dictionary.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.dictionary.com&lt;/a&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/8416076217678470496-5643131240784764250?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5643131240784764250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=5643131240784764250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/5643131240784764250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/5643131240784764250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2010/05/thy-damned-soul.html' title='Rosemary Ballet'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-2760738501857440041</id><published>2010-04-26T20:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T20:22:54.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Aspirin and Clowns</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Guess I'm Crumbling.&lt;br /&gt;Like the towering giants that once spoke words of wisdom and power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;Deeper into that never ending darkness&lt;br /&gt;Sinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the daily facades, the smiles,&lt;br /&gt;I no longer understand,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess to Comprehend?&lt;br /&gt;Joke much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess beneath these criss- crossing lines&lt;br /&gt;Dwells that has never been seen&lt;br /&gt;Engulfed by the darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gulf?&lt;br /&gt;Yea right&lt;br /&gt;Wars pretty much a joke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurse wake me up from this nightmare,&lt;br /&gt;or am i already?&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/8416076217678470496-2760738501857440041?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2760738501857440041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=2760738501857440041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/2760738501857440041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/2760738501857440041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2010/04/of-aspirin-and-clowns.html' title='Of Aspirin and Clowns'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-3553537752118508776</id><published>2010-03-23T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T22:39:02.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(249, 160, 74);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Such major epicness !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here at  lastchanceatmusic.com we try to stay away from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;MAINSTREAM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  junk, but we have a soft side for people who do things differently, so  Lady GaGa, here's your 5 minutes of fame with us&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Hahahah freaking love this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lastchanceatmusic.com/ladygaga.htm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lastchanceatmusic.com/ladygaga.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Source&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-3553537752118508776?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3553537752118508776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=3553537752118508776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/3553537752118508776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/3553537752118508776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/such-major-epicness-here-at.html' title=''/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-4593929948118626999</id><published>2010-02-25T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T21:03:56.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Scary Kids Scaring Kids - Watch me bleed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silence keeps it easy&lt;br /&gt;keeps you safe for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;As you're walking away&lt;br /&gt;your foot steps get louder.&lt;br /&gt;All you needed was time&lt;br /&gt;now time will destroy us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will all be over and here we are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're stuck inside this salted earth together.&lt;br /&gt;You'll pierce my lungs&lt;br /&gt;my limbs go numb&lt;br /&gt;as my colors fade out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You watch me bleed.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You watch me bleed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave you everything to die with a smile&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all you wanted was to live for a while&lt;br /&gt;you took everything but it left you empty&lt;br /&gt;you can't replace me, you can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost over and here we are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're stuck inside this salted earth together.&lt;br /&gt;You'll pierce my lungs&lt;br /&gt;my limbs go numb&lt;br /&gt;as my colors fade out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You watch me bleed.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You watch me bleed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will all be over and here we are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll die inside this salted earth together.&lt;br /&gt;You'll pierce my lungs&lt;br /&gt;my limbs go numb&lt;br /&gt;as my colors fade out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You watch me bleed.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You watch me bleed.&lt;br /&gt;You watch me bleed.&lt;br /&gt;You watch me bleed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch me bleed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/Watch-Me-Bleed-lyrics-Scary-Kids-Scaring-Kids/0C2E99C25781E8B14825734C000F7330"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;watch me bleed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;void of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;emotions&lt;br /&gt;to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-4593929948118626999?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4593929948118626999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=4593929948118626999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/4593929948118626999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/4593929948118626999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2010/02/bleed.html' title='Bleed'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-8511294448027847425</id><published>2009-11-11T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T23:48:10.234+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Another day thinking'/><title type='text'>Of cut up Hearts on a Lifeless Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm doing this because spacey did this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway The Used is one of the best bands i have ever heard.&lt;br /&gt;One of those bands where their songs takes you away into another place where you face and confront everything you once thought you knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most emotional Albums i've ever heard where the music is all about the music, the emotions and everything that makes a person human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So below would be my thoughts when i listen to the songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In love and Death&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take It Away&lt;/span&gt;~ Kill all haters they are not worth the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Caught Fire&lt;/span&gt;~ First song i heard by the used.       Perfect is impossible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let it Bleed&lt;/span&gt;~ The emptiness that never heals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All that i've got&lt;/span&gt;~ Fairytales are bullshits where adults use to make the world look a better place.                  &lt;br /&gt;                                  The never ending Despair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cut Up angel&lt;/span&gt;s~ Like a Gun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Listening&lt;/span&gt;~ Lies around you, no one's listening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yesterdays feelings&lt;/span&gt;~ Yesterday is never coming back, held on by threads of memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Light with a sharpened edge&lt;/span&gt;~ Losing yourself, Its not me that buried wreckage  my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sound Effects and OverDramatic&lt;/span&gt;s ~ Kill. Smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hard to Say&lt;/span&gt;~ Its Hard to say. No one is bullet proof&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lunacy Fringe&lt;/span&gt;~ Running on empty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm a Fake&lt;/span&gt;~ All the hidden you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Under Pressure&lt;/span&gt; ~ this was a cover so wasn't written by the used. But yea this song was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sink deeper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&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/8416076217678470496-8511294448027847425?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8511294448027847425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=8511294448027847425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/8511294448027847425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/8511294448027847425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2009/11/of-cut-up-hearts-on-lifeless-tree.html' title='Of cut up Hearts on a Lifeless Tree'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-7856037556774458946</id><published>2009-10-28T22:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T22:21:27.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Briana made my day =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives means the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness. That is a friend who cares." (via eletheowl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have such good friends =D [ Even though we hardly see each other anymore :( ]&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/8416076217678470496-7856037556774458946?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7856037556774458946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=7856037556774458946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/7856037556774458946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/7856037556774458946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2009/10/briana-made-my-day-d-when-we-honestly.html' title=''/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-4692989299308379283</id><published>2009-10-24T01:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T01:36:10.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just fyi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogger is giving me a lot of problems and i dont like the way in which the formatting and stuff is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So will blog but most of them will end up being drafts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-4692989299308379283?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4692989299308379283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=4692989299308379283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/4692989299308379283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/4692989299308379283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-fyi-blogger-is-giving-me-lot-of.html' title=''/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-4109517822413812764</id><published>2009-10-24T01:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T01:35:03.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Ha went out with Wayne on monday (please note damn bloggers giving me crap so im retyping this...)&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;So we went to eat at Yuki Yaki and when you put two bullshitters together, you get a heck load of bullshit. Yep&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; so i am certain we have outdone ourselves in the field of lameness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;So presenting to you the one and only&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Chocolate&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Vanilla&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Passion Fruit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Flavoured ice cream with&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Chocolate chips and&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Rainbow rice&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Or i would like to call it, Your one way ticket to a lifetime supply of Diabetes&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people who are sadistic and at the same suicidal, look for us we'll give you your remedy to ending your horrible miserable life slowly and painfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SuHor8oyhZI/AAAAAAAAAaw/p4E6VUCkaxk/s1600-h/Photo0151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SuHor8oyhZI/AAAAAAAAAaw/p4E6VUCkaxk/s200/Photo0151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395849670275794322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SuHorWDAAlI/AAAAAAAAAao/9TRHXJz6Ht4/s1600-h/Photo0150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SuHorWDAAlI/AAAAAAAAAao/9TRHXJz6Ht4/s200/Photo0150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395849659916747346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SuHnNonD43I/AAAAAAAAAag/r_vJph8X9Ko/s1600-h/Photo0149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SuHnNonD43I/AAAAAAAAAag/r_vJph8X9Ko/s200/Photo0149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395848049992131442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&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/8416076217678470496-4109517822413812764?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4109517822413812764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=4109517822413812764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/4109517822413812764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/4109517822413812764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2009/10/ha-went-out-with-wayne-on-monday-please.html' title=''/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SuHor8oyhZI/AAAAAAAAAaw/p4E6VUCkaxk/s72-c/Photo0151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-3576849706291992558</id><published>2009-10-04T16:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T16:32:22.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Southpark rocks hard !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ha i love Eric Cartman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Episode Christian Rock Hard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stan - Cartman : You dont even know anything about Christianity Cartman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cartman - Stan : I know enough to exploit it . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(The above dialogue is from Southpark. Credits to Matt and Trey for creating such an awesome cartoon. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ha Cartman is so awesome ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and the best part is he exploited Christianity twice if i remember correctly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In this episode and in the two parter 1.) Do the handicapped go to hell? 2.) Probably &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ha !!! HAHAHAHAHA !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Check Southpark out &lt;a href="http://www.southparkstudios.com/"&gt;GO NOW ! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/Sshcm9wE-JI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/gSMwvi-R2RY/s1600-h/sp709christianrockhardags2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388658778629798034" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/Sshcm9wE-JI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/gSMwvi-R2RY/s200/sp709christianrockhardags2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img76.imageshack.us/i/sp709christianrockhardags2.jpg/#q=South%20Park%20christian%20rock%20hard"&gt;Picture Source &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-3576849706291992558?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3576849706291992558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=3576849706291992558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/3576849706291992558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/3576849706291992558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2009/10/southpark-rocks-hard.html' title='Southpark rocks hard !'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/Sshcm9wE-JI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/gSMwvi-R2RY/s72-c/sp709christianrockhardags2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-4021337890802523175</id><published>2009-09-29T23:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T23:29:25.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SsIntybpoJI/AAAAAAAAAZI/Qm4rPz_Av90/s1600-h/used%2520shoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386911771873878162" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SsIntybpoJI/AAAAAAAAAZI/Qm4rPz_Av90/s200/used%2520shoe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I want shoes like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Used FTW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-4021337890802523175?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4021337890802523175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=4021337890802523175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/4021337890802523175'/><link rel='self' 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term='splendid stuff'/><title type='text'>The Used On The Cross (Save Yourself Mix)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I needed to pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Got down on my knees,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I asked for a break from sympathy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It started off soft, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then it grew to a scream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I doubted anyone was listening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Forget what I said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ignore all the voices in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is that what it takes, what it takes to believe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm keeping my eyes open to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So pray then, if it makes you feel safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And all I can say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is we go our own way, we go our own way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So save us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Drink from the cup,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and you shall receive,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sipping my glass thats half full of empty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I needed to hurt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I needed to bleed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I need to feel something happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I got on my knees,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To ask for a break from sympathy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is that what it takes, what it takes to believe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm keeping my eyes open to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So pray then, if it makes you feel safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And all I can say (and all I can say)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is we go our own way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So pray then, if it makes you feel safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And all I can say (and all I can say)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is we go our own way. we go our own way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So save us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Over and over and I still can not believe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We can't save ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Give me a chance up on the cross and watch me bleed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I'll ask for help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Having faith in something you can't see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Takes something else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Over and over and I still can not believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We can't save ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So pray then, if it makes you feel safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And all I can say (and all I can say)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is we go our own way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So pray then, if it makes you feel safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And all I can say (and all I can say)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is we go our own way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Send your prayers our way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To save us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cant provide link for song, there's only 3000 copies worldwide. ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/used/onthecrosssaveyourselfmix.html"&gt;Link to Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is why The Used is sooo god dang awesome &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Their B-Sides are really good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Used!! Come to Singapore !!!! I will so see you guys live !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;So pray then, if it makes you feel safe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;all i can say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm going my own way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I doubted anyone was listening &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;from a whisper to a scream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the silence deafens me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;going my own way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;away from the lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;we were taught to believe&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/8416076217678470496-2503329983706459744?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2503329983706459744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=2503329983706459744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/2503329983706459744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/2503329983706459744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/used-on-cross-save-yourself-mix.html' title='The Used On The Cross (Save Yourself Mix)'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-5822970743888573025</id><published>2009-09-11T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T22:47:39.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This sucks blogger was working for me ytd k, you know what this really sucks &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i cant rant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant write &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously i need to kill someone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-5822970743888573025?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5822970743888573025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=5822970743888573025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/5822970743888573025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/5822970743888573025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-sucks-blogger-was-working-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-6715947779127450823</id><published>2009-09-11T00:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T15:04:39.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We go our own way</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Spoken:]&lt;br /&gt;We kill the faggots, we kill the lesbians,&lt;br /&gt;I said goddammit we kill them all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were taught to kneel and bow our heads.&lt;br /&gt;I tried simply standing up instead.&lt;br /&gt;Heard rumors of transparent legs&lt;br /&gt;And walks for days and days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days we reach for so much more&lt;br /&gt;We reached the point where we can't go home.&lt;br /&gt;Alone we wait here underground&lt;br /&gt;Amidst the others waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pray, then, if it makes you feel safe.&lt;br /&gt;But all I can is we go our own way.&lt;br /&gt;We go our own way.&lt;br /&gt;So save us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would guess you were the chosen one?&lt;br /&gt;The right place, you were the firstborn son.&lt;br /&gt;Once questioned stable state of mind&lt;br /&gt;To spend some time in the gutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A full collapse and caving in&lt;br /&gt;Just wait for faith to kick in&lt;br /&gt;I lost track of time as i stood in line&lt;br /&gt;Amidst the other believers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pray then, if it makes you feel safe&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is we go are own way&lt;br /&gt;So pray then, if it makes you feel safe&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is we go are own way&lt;br /&gt;We go are own way&lt;br /&gt;So save us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and over and I still can not believe&lt;br /&gt;We can't save ourselves&lt;br /&gt;Give me a chance up on the cross and watch me bleed.&lt;br /&gt;Now ask for help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having faith in something you can't see&lt;br /&gt;Takes something else&lt;br /&gt;Over and over and i still can not believe&lt;br /&gt;We can save ourselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pray that if it makes you feel safe&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is we go our own way&lt;br /&gt;So pray then, if it makes you feel safe&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is we go our own way&lt;br /&gt;Send your prayers our way&lt;br /&gt;To save us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Spoken:] Kill 'em again cuz they didn't die hard enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/used/onthecross.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Source&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits go to the web and The Used for making Such awesome songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h82q8QM8Kp0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the Cross &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-6715947779127450823?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6715947779127450823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=6715947779127450823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/6715947779127450823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/6715947779127450823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-go-our-own-way.html' title='We go our own way'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-2027622589662235881</id><published>2009-09-11T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T00:23:10.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of The Used and In Love and Death</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ha saw this on a review ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;totally screws spaceys view on how awesome the used is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When the Used's most recent album, In Love and Death, hit stores in September 2004, Fall Out Boy were just a bunch of kids from Chicago, My Chemical Romance were in their "Gerard-is-chubby" phase and Panic! at the Disco were still a Blink-182 cover band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/news/articles/1542954/20061012/used.jhtml?headlines=true"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now isnt that sad! =P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and like Branden is definitely a better drummer than Dan Seriously man. Just take a look at their live performances &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dan is soo major rigid... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But still im just glad the used didnt dissolve and dissapear forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Used FTW &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-2027622589662235881?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2027622589662235881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=2027622589662235881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/2027622589662235881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/2027622589662235881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/of-used-and-in-love-and-death.html' title='Of The Used and In Love and Death'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-4657638030662689901</id><published>2009-08-20T19:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T19:35:09.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And My ears scorn at those of repetition</title><content type='html'>Blogger still screwed but yea &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Used Artwork &lt;br /&gt;They redefined their style and came out with the best album ever yet . &lt;br /&gt;One of the best bands i ever heard with their own distinct style &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grab the album in stores Aug 31st! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know im getting it Yes i am ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.theused.net (apparently i cant hyperlink) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Used ! Keep making great music ! &lt;br /&gt;Kudos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-4657638030662689901?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4657638030662689901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=4657638030662689901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/4657638030662689901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/4657638030662689901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-my-ears-scorn-at-those-of-reptition.html' title='And My ears scorn at those of repetition'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-4532807914216690601</id><published>2009-08-19T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T23:28:36.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What happened to good old definition of metal!?</title><content type='html'>Yep blogger is screwed. My fonts are ginormous. and really ugly . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But im really annoyed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is Linkin Park and The Used classified as Metal!?!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What!?! people please. Fuse tv hello !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Metal is Metallica Slipknot A7x but what?! Linkin Park , The Used no freaking way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay im not really against metal but please like &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people there are more genres out there.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and THE USED IS NOT METAL !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-4532807914216690601?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4532807914216690601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=4532807914216690601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/4532807914216690601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/4532807914216690601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-happened-to-good-old-definition-of.html' title='What happened to good old definition of metal!?'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-4209235538524353807</id><published>2009-08-11T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T20:23:24.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burning down the house</title><content type='html'>K well apparently bloggey is having issues as i can see which is kind of lame... and weak ! but im just here cause im waiting for my bubble tea to arrive so i rook this quiz of spppppppppaaaaasee cause im really bored &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So apparently im just suppose to put song title as answers lets do this ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Some days I just feel like:&lt;br /&gt;On My Own &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Right now I am thinking:&lt;br /&gt;Blood On my Hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My favorite type of day is:&lt;br /&gt;the last sunrise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Nothing beats a good:&lt;br /&gt;Taste Of Ink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When stuff confuses me, i say:&lt;br /&gt;Under Pressure &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. My view on sex is summed up with this word/phrase..:&lt;br /&gt;Kill The Lights &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. My next girlfriend will be:&lt;br /&gt;Pandora &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I hope my last words are:&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye we're falling fast &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Facebook quizzes like this are dumb. I’d rather:&lt;br /&gt;Slit your own throat &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. At my funeral, they’d better be listening to:&lt;br /&gt;Hymn for the dead (spacey will scream if i copied helena which i wouldnt mind either) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Some days I just want to scream out:&lt;br /&gt;Choke Me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I love to eat, especially when the food tastes like:&lt;br /&gt;November &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I’m not racist, I just like to:&lt;br /&gt;Speak of the devil &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Lots of these made no sense, but that’s because:&lt;br /&gt;Confusion and frustration in modern times &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. My music knows me best, that’s why it knows that all I want for Christmas is:&lt;br /&gt;Company For the Lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. When I laugh a lot of people say I sound like:&lt;br /&gt;The Ripper &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. My feelings on gay marriage are summed up in this word/phrase:&lt;br /&gt;From heads unworthy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. If that last one made no sense to you, then I just have this to say to you:&lt;br /&gt;The road to hell is paved with good intentions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. My last thought after this little quiz thing is this:&lt;br /&gt;Broken English =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K the artists of the songs mentions are &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Used : On My Own, Blood On My Hands, Taste Of Ink, Under Pressure, Slit your Own throat, The Ripper, Choke Me  &lt;br /&gt;The Birthday Massacre: Kill The Lights &lt;br /&gt;Rise Against:From Heads unworthy, Broken English &lt;br /&gt;In Fear and Faith: The road to hell is paved with good intentions &lt;br /&gt;The Drama Club: Novemeber, Company For the Lonely&lt;br /&gt;Aiden: The last Sunrise, Goodbye we're falling fast &lt;br /&gt;Sum 41:Speak of the devil, Confusion and Frustration in modern times&lt;br /&gt;Anti Flag: Hymn For the Dead &lt;br /&gt;Madina Lake: Pandora&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-4209235538524353807?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-4848519070778641530</id><published>2009-07-16T22:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T23:02:08.699+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Another day thinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>The major long overr over due pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/Sl9AVsllsFI/AAAAAAAAAZA/5I18a4rzgLo/s1600-h/IMG_2017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359072823084429394" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/Sl9AVsllsFI/AAAAAAAAAZA/5I18a4rzgLo/s200/IMG_2017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/Sl9AVWfx3XI/AAAAAAAAAY4/5fsB2IN8-To/s1600-h/IMG_2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359072817154481522" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/Sl9AVWfx3XI/AAAAAAAAAY4/5fsB2IN8-To/s200/IMG_2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/Sl9AKmoDeII/AAAAAAAAAYw/X7GKuvvmSRc/s1600-h/IMG_2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359072632505596034" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/Sl9AKmoDeII/AAAAAAAAAYw/X7GKuvvmSRc/s200/IMG_2007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/Sl9AKVTcZRI/AAAAAAAAAYo/tBpbZkYC2Og/s1600-h/IMG_2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359072627855746322" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/Sl9AKVTcZRI/AAAAAAAAAYo/tBpbZkYC2Og/s200/IMG_2006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/Sl9AKGFLRXI/AAAAAAAAAYg/858KAFr27Sg/s1600-h/IMG_2002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359072623769372018" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/Sl9AKGFLRXI/AAAAAAAAAYg/858KAFr27Sg/s200/IMG_2002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/Sl9AJ3gmp9I/AAAAAAAAAYY/S271Hi0-rJg/s1600-h/IMG_1999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359072619857881042" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/Sl9AJ3gmp9I/AAAAAAAAAYY/S271Hi0-rJg/s200/IMG_1999.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/Sl9AJoqyORI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Tj56eocOh8s/s1600-h/IMG_1970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359072615874050322" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/Sl9AJoqyORI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Tj56eocOh8s/s200/IMG_1970.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/Sl8_3LtvasI/AAAAAAAAAYI/hTBcY0dVegE/s1600-h/IMG_1967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359072298864175810" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/Sl8_3LtvasI/AAAAAAAAAYI/hTBcY0dVegE/s200/IMG_1967.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/Sl8_25Jic_I/AAAAAAAAAYA/m6E8rnKmSUs/s1600-h/IMG_1959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359072293880493042" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/Sl8_25Jic_I/AAAAAAAAAYA/m6E8rnKmSUs/s200/IMG_1959.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/Sl8_2izCTTI/AAAAAAAAAX4/jsxOD_octoI/s1600-h/IMG_1931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359072287880531250" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/Sl8_2izCTTI/AAAAAAAAAX4/jsxOD_octoI/s200/IMG_1931.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/Sl8_2RrBAOI/AAAAAAAAAXw/rILGkVhJQNs/s1600-h/IMG_1929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359072283283488994" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/Sl8_2RrBAOI/AAAAAAAAAXw/rILGkVhJQNs/s200/IMG_1929.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/Sl8_2Gk7RAI/AAAAAAAAAXo/70rHVA4oJzg/s1600-h/IMG_1925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359072280305157122" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/Sl8_2Gk7RAI/AAAAAAAAAXo/70rHVA4oJzg/s200/IMG_1925.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nicole i uploaded the pics finally!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everyone take note of the BIG NAME ON THE BOTTOM LEFT OF EVERY PIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I swear spacey is going to say something that will make me want to kill her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Briana would also say somthing that will cause me to call her Banana or something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The rest enjoy =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-4848519070778641530?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4848519070778641530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=4848519070778641530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/4848519070778641530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/4848519070778641530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/major-long-overr-over-due-pictures.html' title='The major long overr over due pictures'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/Sl9AVsllsFI/AAAAAAAAAZA/5I18a4rzgLo/s72-c/IMG_2017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-2639076971521197474</id><published>2009-07-08T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T00:08:23.644+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Another day thinking'/><title type='text'>Of stardom and broken dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In this big mansion she sits &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with chandeliers brightly lit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;staring into &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the mirror ahead, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not recognizing who she sees &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Outside the moon fades &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lost amongst a million faces &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;strangely familliar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yet unfamilliar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in many ways &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The lights shines in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;remaining in a dream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why does no one wake her up? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lost, in a image sewn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by ambitions of this lost girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In her sedan she sits, thinking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with candles flickering &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where is that girl of once yonder past &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she has been, consumed by lust &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that perfect smile seen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how long has that lie been?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tears trickle down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of a lost identity &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and they say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if i were her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;would i not be the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;happiest person in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who is that she sees &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;staring quietly at her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that little girl with the bear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;do i know her? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The girl behind the mirror &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The girl in the sedan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The girl lost in a dream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sewn by broken aspiratoins &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that little girl with the teddy bear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who is that girl she sees? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;lost in an image, in a dream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;where there is no one around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;to wake her up &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/8416076217678470496-2639076971521197474?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2639076971521197474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=2639076971521197474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/2639076971521197474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/2639076971521197474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/of-stardom-and-broken-dreams.html' title='Of stardom and broken dreams'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-7611809527740764539</id><published>2009-07-06T09:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T09:57:25.912+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='splendid stuff'/><title type='text'>BLOOD ON MY HANDS !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OMG !!! blood on my hands by The used IS BLIMEY AWESOME !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Their sound is going back to their first album apparently. It sounds heavier than in love and death and lies for the liars! FREAKING AWESOME !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rRSRRrSgaiw"&gt;Youtube link to blood on my hands&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm too lazy to upload the video so =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway !! The album is going to be available for preordering in 15 days !! AHHHH !!! OMG man!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Awesome!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;feel the pain i never showed i hope you know its never healing ~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-7611809527740764539?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7611809527740764539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=7611809527740764539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/7611809527740764539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/7611809527740764539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/blood-on-my-hands.html' title='BLOOD ON MY HANDS !'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-4184399676056987123</id><published>2009-06-26T10:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T10:45:02.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A sad day for the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Michael Jackson, age 50 passed away yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the comeback the world couldn't wait to see, would not be coming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;King of pop is now no more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A man who created pop history &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today we all mourn for the death of this great man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SkQ0TK8UmtI/AAAAAAAAAW4/33OYFLucqMI/s1600-h/michael-jackson_medium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351459761182513874" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SkQ0TK8UmtI/AAAAAAAAAW4/33OYFLucqMI/s200/michael-jackson_medium.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SkQ1ReV7JpI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/xeAOhAHRXsA/s1600-h/michael_jackson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351460831542060690" style="WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SkQ1ReV7JpI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/xeAOhAHRXsA/s200/michael_jackson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SkQ1ReV7JpI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/xeAOhAHRXsA/s1600-h/michael_jackson.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SkQ0SxGZzBI/AAAAAAAAAWw/RI8uNCG22cw/s1600-h/MJ1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351459754245475346" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SkQ0SxGZzBI/AAAAAAAAAWw/RI8uNCG22cw/s200/MJ1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SkQ1RELGBEI/AAAAAAAAAXA/i3XYU6_AMAw/s1600-h/jackson_michael202_25102008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351460824517313602" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SkQ1RELGBEI/AAAAAAAAAXA/i3XYU6_AMAw/s200/jackson_michael202_25102008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SkQ1RcBxFhI/AAAAAAAAAXI/PUtbS50sdw0/s1600-h/michael_jackson_-_invincible_11870549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351460830920644114" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SkQ1RcBxFhI/AAAAAAAAAXI/PUtbS50sdw0/s200/michael_jackson_-_invincible_11870549.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;images have been googled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-4184399676056987123?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4184399676056987123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=4184399676056987123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/4184399676056987123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/4184399676056987123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2009/06/sad-day-for-world.html' title='A sad day for the world'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SkQ0TK8UmtI/AAAAAAAAAW4/33OYFLucqMI/s72-c/michael-jackson_medium.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-4243139807531214530</id><published>2009-06-23T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T23:32:17.198+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the days im out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='splendid stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>past, present, tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so yesterday went out with wayne for dinner. We went to Yuki Yaki at marina square. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its like 25.60!! oh but its a all you can eat buffet thingy so yes 25.60 seems ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Heh apparently after not going out for 1 month + i still managed to find the freaking outlet haha ! wayne was like making us walk in circles! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So anyway went there and we kept getting served by the same guy. and we were like worried whether refilling the soup would have extra cost and the convo was like this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wayne: Refill the soup no extra cost right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Guy: No (after a while) But the changing of the aluminium foil have! its 5 dollars per piece. (after another while) Just kidding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haha ! i know! it was really weird but at least the guy was nice and he had a sense of humour. So we were eating and apparently wayne doesnt eat seafood! like really seafood or beef. So in the end i ate like 6 cockles and 2 clams! =D Oh and I ate 4 salmon! grilled!! haha ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Than there was that ice cream machine thing whee you apparently make your own ice cream. They have some liquid thing for you to pour on the pan and it actually becomes ice cream. You have to scrape it off or something. Those who have eaten it should know what im talking about. Oh My green tea ice cream wasted like hecks load of time!  The layer i made was too thin and we were like using all our strength to scrape the darn green thing off the pan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So apparently adding 2 bucks + onto 22 something was for the ice cream. So i think we abused the price for the ice cream. So all in all wayne and i ate 9 cups of ice cream. yes 9!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wayne's theory on ice cream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chocolate flavour + Cappucino flavour = Latte flavoured ice cream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes i know its really retarded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Behold the wonders of our creativity (Chocolate mouth eyes and cappucino face =D ) Our dear kash! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SkDwvSW4ysI/AAAAAAAAAWg/3Eg5DVMJ6NI/s1600-h/Outing%25201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350541052488501954" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SkDwvSW4ysI/AAAAAAAAAWg/3Eg5DVMJ6NI/s200/Outing%25201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Apparently the singapore flyer after getting screwed up by the media (recall singapore flyer stuck case) well the tickets going at 10 bucks! yes 10 bucks! and thanks to the wonderful apple for inventing the god forsaken i-phone we decided to rush to the flyer to like board the last ride. =D 10.15 heh heh. oh did i mention we left marina square at 10? haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Zipped to the flyer despite my ankle in 5 mins =D i know im so awesome! and the guy at the ticketing counter was really nice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Him: Heh we're closing already but since i see you sweating like that i give you'll the last two tickets ba ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yes apparently we got the last two tickets until some random women appeared behind us and begged for two tickets ! Yes so if she wasn't present the last two tickets is ours. I still remember the guy telling him i'm sorry we're closed. HAHAHAHAHA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Half way to our business class flight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SkDwvjIanmI/AAAAAAAAAWo/EtqQ-6TG-vs/s1600-h/Outing%25202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350541056991207010" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SkDwvjIanmI/AAAAAAAAAWo/EtqQ-6TG-vs/s200/Outing%25202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and apparently parents think the same way! and no offense but it seems their vocabulary is about the same too! =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause like both of us got a msg. Mine was from my mum wayne's was from his dad and it was like EXACTLY THE SAME! except my mum sent two messages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes the message went like this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Where r u now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why so late? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHA and im serious! the R and the U are both the same too k! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So reached home today morning 12 a.m =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yes i know this post is not all saddening and stuff &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-4243139807531214530?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4243139807531214530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=4243139807531214530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/4243139807531214530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/4243139807531214530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2009/06/past-present-tomorrow.html' title='past, present, tomorrow'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SkDwvSW4ysI/AAAAAAAAAWg/3Eg5DVMJ6NI/s72-c/Outing%25201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-3769336184133049558</id><published>2009-06-14T19:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T19:37:29.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is damn freaky! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;spacey just said this on msn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;: poke the line XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;FREAKING SOUND LIKE BRIANA RIGHT?!?! except briana will go like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;poke the hole or something =P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-3769336184133049558?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3769336184133049558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=3769336184133049558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/3769336184133049558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/3769336184133049558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-is-damn-freaky-spacey-just-said.html' title=''/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-469950242237454900</id><published>2009-06-07T21:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T22:00:10.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shrieks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have a new love!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Used!!! &amp;amp; The Birthday Massacre!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AWESOME BANDS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Presenting THE BIRTHDAY MASSACRE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current members, Chibi (vocals), Rainbow(guitar), Falcore(guitar), O.E(Bass), Rhim(Drums), O-en(Keyboard)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SivFpeRuw7I/AAAAAAAAAWA/ZeY8Bno-v7o/s1600-h/TBM1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344582699097965490" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SivFpeRuw7I/AAAAAAAAAWA/ZeY8Bno-v7o/s200/TBM1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SivFpkEFFUI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ubOXJNygv3w/s1600-h/TBM2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344582700651320642" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SivFpkEFFUI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ubOXJNygv3w/s200/TBM2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AND THE USED!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current members Bert(vocals), Jeph(Bass), Dan(Drums), Quinn(guitar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SivFqOVDUdI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/rC28O81QmE4/s1600-h/TheUsed1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344582711996797394" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SivFqOVDUdI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/rC28O81QmE4/s200/TheUsed1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bert looks so freaking awesome here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SivFqfzvExI/AAAAAAAAAWY/G_5upyzb4kI/s1600-h/theused2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344582716688896786" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SivFqfzvExI/AAAAAAAAAWY/G_5upyzb4kI/s200/theused2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Note i googled all the photos =D *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Waiting for the Used new album to be released July 2009 entitled ARTWORK!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AHHH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-469950242237454900?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/469950242237454900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=469950242237454900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/469950242237454900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/469950242237454900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2009/06/shrieks.html' title='Shrieks!'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SivFpeRuw7I/AAAAAAAAAWA/ZeY8Bno-v7o/s72-c/TBM1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-5426131516791755653</id><published>2009-06-02T14:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T15:10:35.499+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>and of lollipops too</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ripped from Spazzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Basics: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Name: Jonathan Ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Date of Birth: 26th July YAY SUELYNN!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Birthplace: sadly singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current Location: Even more depressing Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eye Color: Not sure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hair Color: NOt sure either&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Height: Not sure too!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Heritage: I refuse to be a chinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Piercings: 38461784678461784&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tattoos: 5673726378461&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Favourite: Band/Singer: The Used BERT MCCRACKEN IS AWESOME !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Song: I caught fire!! The used &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Movie: Princess diaries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Disney Movie: Disney's recess!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; TV show: Heroes season 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Color: Black is not a colour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Food: Something exotic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pizza topping: Pizza is sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ice-Cream Flavor: Ice cream is yum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Drink (alcoholic): Some punch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Soda: Mountain dew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Store: Singapore is so limited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Clothing Brand: none&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shoe Brand: nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Season: Singapore has only summer and summer AND SUMMER !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Month: jan feb march april may june july aug sep oct nov dec are all the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Holiday/Festival: gave up on christmas two years ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Flower: i give them to people =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Make-Up Item: Freaking eyeliner!! i miss you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Board game: Something at those cafe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This or That&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunny or rainy: Rain (but not now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or vanilla: CHOCOLATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fruit or veggie: Fruits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night or day: night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sour or sweet: Sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love or money: d'uh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone or in person: no preference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks or personality: d'uh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee or tea: Tea TEA TEA !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot or cold: Ice blended!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Goal for this year: As always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most missed memory: dont want to remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best physical feature: heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thought waking up: Press snooze and go back to bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hypothetical personality disorder: schizo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preferred type of plastic surgery: 0.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesame street alter ego: I always like the dustbin guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fairytale alter ego: Not fairy tale but show. SYLAR !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most stupid remark: cant remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst crime: heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greatest ambition: heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greatest fear: heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darkest secret: heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite subject: heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangest received gift: too many&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst habit: too bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do You:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoke: o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drink:  o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curse: Like a gvian =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shower daily: yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like thunderstorms: No thunder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance in the rain: Loves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing: Like a cow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play an instrument: few&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get along with your parents: Dont care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish on stars: Which one? We have mooopy tooly jellio.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe in fate: HA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe in love at first sight: heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can You:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Drive: Yea at the arcade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sew: NO man i suck at knots and strings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cook: Yea better than spazzys greenish egg *note: spazzys egg was green as there was some slime she cooked on it*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speak another language: English!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance: heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing: LIKE A COW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touch your nose with your tongue: too short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whistle: yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curl your tongue: yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been Drunk: I have control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been Stoned/High: Too many times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eaten Sushi: Yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in Love: yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipped school: HAHAHAHAHHAAHHAAHAHAHAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made prank calls: *hello!!!!=DDDDD*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent someone a love letter: I got a few =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stolen something: rofl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cried yourself to sleep: Like briana always do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other Questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What annoys you most in a person? EXTREMITIES !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you right or left handed? leftie ! go eat a goat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your bedtime? Southpark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name three things you can't live without: Phone, Mp3 Wallet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the color of your room? Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any siblings? ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any pets? LOOPY AND OINK JR AND GHOSTY AND PINK BEAR AND MR BEAN BEAR AND SAMMY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you kill someone you hate for a million dollars?  If i dont get murdered or hunted down like some animal ABSOLUTELY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is you middle name? English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you nicknames? too many&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you for or against gay marriage? never thought of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your thoughts on abortion? lollipops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a crush on anyone? currently no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you afraid of the dark? La&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you want to die? Deee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the largest amount of popsicles that you have eaten on one day? 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you take a bullet for the one you love? Singapore doesn't allow guns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last law you've broken? heh =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a Member of the Opposite Sex:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair color: nothing retarded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eye color: nothing retarded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height: nothing retarded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight: nothing retarded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most important physical feature:  nothing retarded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-5426131516791755653?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5426131516791755653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=5426131516791755653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/5426131516791755653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/5426131516791755653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-of-lollipops-too.html' title='and of lollipops too'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-7940090587225662739</id><published>2009-06-02T14:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T14:45:10.336+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Sweets and candies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Robbed this from spacey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Real name: Jonathan Ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nickname: Too many to list out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Star Siqn: Leo, Rawr! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Male or Female: Male&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Primary Schl: Coral primary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Secondary Schl: Greenview Sec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;JC/poly: Meridian JC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hair colour: Nice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hair Long or Short: wants long hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Loud or quiet: quiet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sweat or jeans: my old black skinnies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Phone or camera: Phone duh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Health Freak: hmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Drink or smoke: heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you have a crush on someone: currently no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Piercing: 937289461784638&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tattoo: 1297846785637816&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Been in airplane: Yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Been in R/S: the person who created this should stop with the short form! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Been in car accident: nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Been in a first fiqht: too many &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;First piercing: 47189461782678156876148 years ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;First bestf: HA JOHN!! HAHAHAHAH !! JOHN NG!!!! HAHAHAAH !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;First award: The worlds biggest asshole award *awarded by wayne chia*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;First crush: kindergarten =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;First vacation: Somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last person you talked to: urm some random person i totally dont know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last person you texted: Rachel! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last person(s) you watch movie with: Loopy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last food you eat: Chicken rice *grammar my dear creator grammar*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last movie you watch: Southpark The movie Longer Bigger Uncut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last song you listen to: The used taste of ink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last thing you bought: Food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last person you hugged: Ami or Jas! lol cant rmb =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Favourite Drink: Something exotic ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Favourite food: Something exotic ! *no bugs please* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Clothing: Those i look sexy in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LKH.Song: Like i said ! no short forms &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Flowers: Gives =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Colours: Black is not a colour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Movie: Princess diaries *yes i know right*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Phrase: shrugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Subjects: heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kissed in snow: yea right snow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Celebrated Halloween: Drama!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have yr heart been broken before: ahhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Went over a min on yr cell phone: oh yes with too many people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Someone questioned yr sexual orientation: Yea stupid ma =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Came out of the closet: Too huge, closet will break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gotten pregnant: o.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Had an abortion: 0.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Done smth you have regretted: yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Broke a promise: yea duh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hide a secret: yea a lot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pretendinq to be happy: heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Meet someone who have chanqed yr life: Too many&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pretended t be sick: Countless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Left the country: yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tried smth that you normally wouldent try/like it: Yes i did! and i liked it! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ran a mile: Think so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Went t th beach w yr bestfriend: YA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stay single th whole yr: yep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eating: i just realise the creator subbed g with q how awesome i've been changing the spelling =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Drinkinq:&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm abt t ton: ya ton at my own house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Listeninq to: SEE THE Q!!?!?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Plans for tmrw: study *i picked this up from a mugger toad i know =DDDDD winks winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Waitinq for: HAHAHAH SEE THE Q AGAIN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Want Kids: Spacey says never =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Want t qet married: LOOK AT THE FREAKING Q !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Careers in mind: HIGHLY paid slacker with a basic of 10,000 a week =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lips or eyes: hmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shorter or taller: heh no preference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Romantic or spontaneous: bounce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nice stomach or nice arms: Abs =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sensitive or loud: shhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hook up or R/S: Short form my dear creator short form&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Trouble maker or hesistant: ha depends on who see what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lost glasses or contact lenses: NEVER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ran away from home: a few&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hold a gun or knife for self defense: KINFE!! GUN!!! LASER !!! ROCKET LAUNCHER!!! WOOOSH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Killed somebody: yea! Mr ant! and Mrs Spider&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Been arrested: *winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cried whn someone died: uh duh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you believe in yrself: five golden rings !! 4 golden bird three french hens two turtle doves and a portrait of a pear tree!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you believe in miracles: Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you believe in love at first siqht: LOOK AT THE Q!!!!! *GUFFAWS!!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you believe in heaven: heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you believe in santa claus: Santa never brought me presents SCREW YOU SANTA !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you believe sex in first date: Eh i wouldnt mind =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you believe kiss in first date: Lmao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is thr one person t be w you here riqht nw: i totally dontk now what this question wants me to answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Are you seriously happy w whr you are in life: My life is a cup of coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-7940090587225662739?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7940090587225662739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=7940090587225662739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/7940090587225662739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/7940090587225662739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2009/06/sweets-and-candies.html' title='Sweets and candies'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-5559615349540786147</id><published>2009-05-18T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:42:52.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/ShFzobSbq6I/AAAAAAAAAV4/3CmTngGt0PY/s1600-h/The+used+zip+off+sleeve+hoodie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337174171767778210" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/ShFzobSbq6I/AAAAAAAAAV4/3CmTngGt0PY/s200/The+used+zip+off+sleeve+hoodie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The used zipped off sleeve hoodie! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I want this so badly =((((( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theused.net/"&gt;www.theused.net&lt;/a&gt; check out the other hoodie! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our horses vomit blood hoodie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But still i think this is nicer! i so must get this once im back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-5559615349540786147?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5559615349540786147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-1315583035615565251</id><published>2009-05-09T14:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T14:22:48.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She had a dream last night where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the ghost of her past came &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haunting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the times of her life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just another nightmare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all over again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The skies were never so blue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the grass never really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;breathing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all that would be left of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;would be the remnants &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of those statues &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1999&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She couldn't breathe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the ever flowing amount of people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the whispers not the stares &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tearing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like an absorbent sponge &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to be held down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;once again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The lights of san francisco &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the notions of yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;failing thrust into frozen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;capitailsed icicles &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dark as winter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She saw her dad last night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for one more time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fading &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;into the shadows of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;uneven plantations &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;never again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;once more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The lines began to swirl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the thread of hope &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dissapearing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;turn away from the light &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the light at the end of the tunnel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the clock ticking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She needed air &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the lights of forever yesterday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ticking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;her wings earthbound &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;unto memories of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the present &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The sunset once more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the final sunrise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;till darkness invades &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the final midnight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Haunting, Breathing, Tearing, Failing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fading, Dissapearing, Ticking, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gone~&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/8416076217678470496-1315583035615565251?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1315583035615565251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=1315583035615565251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/1315583035615565251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/1315583035615565251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2009/05/she-had-dream-last-night-where-ghost-of.html' title=''/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-8972800919278030645</id><published>2009-05-07T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T20:18:03.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My name is Jonathan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am 17 this year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I lost my dad when i was 11 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I should have been beside him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i was not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My name is Jonathan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am 17 this year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I took the loss hardest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6 years has passed by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everyone got over it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;except me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My name is Jonathan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am 17 this year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6 years I dissapear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Consumed into darkness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The impending darkness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My name is Jonathan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am 17 this year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love the carpark &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I find solitude and peace there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My heart is in a mess &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not twisted I assure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My name is Jonathan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am 17 this year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I lost too many people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and im going to loose more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the world is naught but cruel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My name is Jonathan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am 17 this year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I prayed to god asking for a miracle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;those that belonged in a childs mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I asked for some company &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or some assurance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My name is Jonathan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am 17 this year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have a step father and a step sister &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel no connection &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No matter how nice they can be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nothing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My name is Jonathan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am 17 this year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I used to love going to church &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But now I don't get the point anymore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I go there to find peace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And everytime i call &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The phone rings endlessly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My name is Jonathan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am 17 this year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am empty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am cold &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6 years &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on going &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My name is Jonathan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am 17 this year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I grew up too fast &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Never enjoyed much of anything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that smile you see in those pictures &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what smiles? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My name is Jonathan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am 17 this year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In my darkest hour I asked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No one replied &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I lived two years with a lie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a lie so that my family &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;would be at peace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My name is Jonathan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am 17 this year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today again I asked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today again I saw nothing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I got through everything by myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but in the times when my body refuses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;again i see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a whole lot of desolation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My name is Jonathan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am 17 this year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have been charging ahead for something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;something in which I do no know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My name is Jonathan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am 17 this year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Their life is perfect &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mine is not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thank you me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My name is Jonathan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am 17 this year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel empty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like a worm eats through an apple &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the hole you see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;multiplied &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My name is Jonathan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am 17 this year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am a sad soul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My parents are happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My siblings are happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Neutral &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My name is Jonathan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am 17 this year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I never knew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My name is Jonathan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am 17 this year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;god enjoys his humour &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was made this way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I did not go astray &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God you have your laugh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll entertain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My name is Jonathan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am 17 this year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dont know what to believe in anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe everything was made up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dont know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Made up to console to answer the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Unanswered questions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My name Is Jonathan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am 17 this year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(but no matter what you still made me smile) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and you still do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;-Desolation, Destruction, Derailment, Depravation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Condemned &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-311282639986345464</id><published>2009-04-06T17:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T18:12:49.348+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Another day thinking'/><title type='text'>Memories of today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Out the window &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;houses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the once familiar road &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now unfamiliar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the bus stop seen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the place that triggers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the memories of what happiness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;floods &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;into the heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if time could standstill &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;would it not standstill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at the place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where content brimmed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everything distant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so close yet so far &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;memories of yesterday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haunting thoughts of today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the once familiar route &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gone to the back of the head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and weariness came &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for gloom overwhelmed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the sun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shining it seems &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but pass that route of once pleasant memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the spotlight shone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on the single spot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;unto a soul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nature unkind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shadows of the past &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;afeared &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shadows of today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;overwhelmed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thrust into oblivion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the heart once &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thumped &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is it hard to believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a spot where laughter were heard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a spot where smiles were seen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;would be the same spot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that destroys &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;long to walk along &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the route of once pleasant memories &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the route where grass unkempt  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the route where time stood still &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;-for i miss you terribly so-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-311282639986345464?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/311282639986345464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=311282639986345464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/311282639986345464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/311282639986345464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/memories-of-today.html' title='Memories of today'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-5914247544793792246</id><published>2009-03-19T21:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T22:25:38.856+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Another day thinking'/><title type='text'>somewhere away from here</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One more day it seems, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;another day into the mundane, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where nothing is made &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and the screams surround &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alone on an island, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where bridges built, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;onto foundations of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nothing but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;crumbling statues &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the strings are breaking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the world thus drifting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shrunk into a shell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;isolated amongst &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pictures faded &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;images blurred &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dissapearing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;into that known as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;memories &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;closer they wanted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;further it seems &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;closer they wanted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;closer it became &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bleak it was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the smiles gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fading into that blackhole &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one never to die &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anymore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;thrust into madness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;of what seemed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;seemingly ordinary&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-5914247544793792246?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5914247544793792246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=5914247544793792246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/5914247544793792246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/5914247544793792246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2009/03/somewhere.html' title='somewhere away from here'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-3614991683164198517</id><published>2009-03-07T11:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T11:22:18.355+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Another day thinking'/><title type='text'>Enshackled</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is this all it seems, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of all the mundane stuff, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of all the nonsense, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;laying, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;breathing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;barely, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of what is stated, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for now are below average, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nothing extraordinary &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;only below average. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for she was sleepless, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for six years, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;emotionless, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for all has been lost &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;turning to the ghost of her nightmares &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to breath once again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in that mundane past &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where everything seem all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;damn right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;promises of a better tomorrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is it ever coming, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to see the sun rise above the clouds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and to see dusk fall, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the moonlit once more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for these eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;have seen lost &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lost into what oblivion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the treacherous now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;imprisoned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;because it hurts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;to see you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hurt&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/8416076217678470496-3614991683164198517?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3614991683164198517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=3614991683164198517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/3614991683164198517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/3614991683164198517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2009/03/enshackled.html' title='Enshackled'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-5113258765919841583</id><published>2009-02-16T20:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:05:19.633+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Another day thinking'/><title type='text'>Blow the candles out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Blow the candles out&lt;br /&gt;And listen to the whisperings&lt;br /&gt;The murmurings&lt;br /&gt;The silent tear drops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have you done?&lt;br /&gt;Is this what we want?&lt;br /&gt;For the tears to continually shed&lt;br /&gt;And disappear into a labyrinth of emptiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stir the cup&lt;br /&gt;The petals fall&lt;br /&gt;All that remains&lt;br /&gt;Is the screams of the oppressed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She cried&lt;br /&gt;Tearing&lt;br /&gt;For what is no longer&lt;br /&gt;No longer hers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fear lingering&lt;br /&gt;Like a thick shroud&lt;br /&gt;of unwavering memories&lt;br /&gt;ones that lingered happy&lt;br /&gt;only to know they’d remain memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The power lines went out&lt;br /&gt;And she was all alone&lt;br /&gt;Engulfed by the darkness was she&lt;br /&gt;She who had only memories left&lt;br /&gt;Memories of those she held dear&lt;br /&gt;Those that made her smile&lt;br /&gt;Those that were no longer there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to&lt;br /&gt;Scream and Shout&lt;br /&gt;For them to come back&lt;br /&gt;For them to hear her once more&lt;br /&gt;For them to shower her with love&lt;br /&gt;For them to know she loved them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She never knew how to express&lt;br /&gt;She thought she did&lt;br /&gt;But all She ever did&lt;br /&gt;Was cause hurt and misery&lt;br /&gt;Without her knowledge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They took the pain&lt;br /&gt;Without a single word&lt;br /&gt;Suffering in silence were they&lt;br /&gt;But in silent content&lt;br /&gt;Clinging onto the hope that&lt;br /&gt;One day&lt;br /&gt;One day&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that day never came&lt;br /&gt;Not until it was too late&lt;br /&gt;Not until the fading&lt;br /&gt;Begun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day&lt;br /&gt;Some day&lt;br /&gt;Another day&lt;br /&gt;The day&lt;br /&gt;Never came&lt;br /&gt;For everything was too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clutching onto what was memories&lt;br /&gt;Memories she didn’t want to lose&lt;br /&gt;Memories she knew&lt;br /&gt;Money could not buy&lt;br /&gt;Memories in which&lt;br /&gt;She once felt whole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slide open the windows&lt;br /&gt;Look down into oblivion&lt;br /&gt;Nothing mattered anymore&lt;br /&gt;Everything was bleak&lt;br /&gt;And all she knew was that&lt;br /&gt;Leaving this dreadful place&lt;br /&gt;Where emptiness triumphed&lt;br /&gt;Would make her happy&lt;br /&gt;Whole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She closed her eyes&lt;br /&gt;A gush of wind hit&lt;br /&gt;A silent thud&lt;br /&gt;Smiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Jonathan Ho &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Blow the candles out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and scream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;a loud coherent sigh &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/8416076217678470496-5113258765919841583?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5113258765919841583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-8129388375067601037</id><published>2009-02-08T18:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T19:19:18.473+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Another day thinking'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The world is screwed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Drought in China &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Blazing temperatures in Melbourne &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Blizzard in London &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;War, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;poverty, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;famines, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;instability, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;corrupted officials, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;riots, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;messed up politics, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;seven hundred billion bill out, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;twenty point five billions scheme, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;retrenchment, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6 dollar per day, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thefts, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;murders, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;homicides, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can you finally feel the cold? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and thus the candle flickers and dies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-8129388375067601037?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8129388375067601037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=8129388375067601037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/8129388375067601037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/8129388375067601037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2009/02/world-is-screwed-drought-in-china.html' title=''/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-1533104425386659811</id><published>2009-01-09T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T23:00:37.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The storybook i would love to be trapped in</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SWdhl5Gpn1I/AAAAAAAAAUM/kqWQDO4BJZc/s1600-h/elsewhere.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289303590981705554" style="WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SWdhl5Gpn1I/AAAAAAAAAUM/kqWQDO4BJZc/s200/elsewhere.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bartsbookshelf.co.uk/images/elsewhere.jpg"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#810081;"&gt;Image url &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alright i have done a book review on this book before and it is still one of my favourites. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ever thought of dying? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What happens after you pass on? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This book is one of those books which makes you feel at peace with yourself while reading. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;About this book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Basically the story begins with the main characther dying! Yes dying ! Liz age 15 died in a hit and run accident and she arrives on elsewhere where everything is backwards. You do not grow old, people in elsewhere grow young. Elsewhere is in our view what we call heaven, the great beyond and so on. So in elsewhere, Liz meets her deceased grandma and found her love. Eventually she becomes a baby again and is reborned back onto earth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some compliments on this book &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"One of the best books i have read in years"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-SUNDAY HERALD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and my favourite compliment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" SO convincing you find yourself wanting to read the book backwatds when you've finished" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-SUNDAY TELEGAPH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now why would i love to be trapped in this book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This book made me feel that dying might not be so bad. And how it is to live after death. The question why would be a very simple answer actually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In the story Liz met up with her deceased granma and not long later her dog. I would love to be Liz so i can meet up with my dad again. Liz had a good fifteen years on earth with her parents and all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What i would want mostly, would be to spend more time with my Dad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Getting trapped as Liz in this book would make it happen. I haven't seen him in 5 years, its been really long and i really want to see him again. Spend a day with him. Learn the things he promised to teach me and just knowing that he is fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another reason would be that living in elsewhere would be splendid. Elsewhere is a place where there are no sorrows, no wars, no famines. Everyday goes by peacefully. Do you see that happening now? Elsewhere would be my gateway to peace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If i were lets say Liz or any other characthers in the book. My worry of losing my memory when i've passed on would not be of issue anymore. Liz's memory was intact and so were the rest of those living in elsewhere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Going to the observatory deck to know my family is fine would definitely be a daily business when i'm in the book. Writing letters through "a letter in a bottle" would also be done. Except for diving down into the if im right the sea, I doubt i'd go to that extent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CATCH INKHEART IN CINEMAS 22nd JANUARY&lt;a title="picture1.png" href="http://www.nuffnang.com.sg/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/picture1.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-1533104425386659811?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1533104425386659811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=1533104425386659811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-8060808933864261064</id><published>2009-01-08T22:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T23:21:27.939+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Another day thinking'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why put bullshit here? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why let people know about your life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When there are people out there who needs the attention the care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When there are people living in slums&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When there are the homeless &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When there are the destroyed the discared the used &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;those who shed a tear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;those who need a bowl of rice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;those who need a hand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why giggle? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when your smile can be shared &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;look at them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can you see their sadness behind that ever smiling face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the smile which shows they are contented with what they have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;even though what they have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is nothing to what we have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;look at us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the frowns &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what we have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what are we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to complain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who gave us the right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to insult &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to manipulate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to run away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to frame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to despise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to slither &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to skewer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to impart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can you hear their pleas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can you hear their cries &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for someone to care &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can you hear the cry for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PEACE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what is a family without &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PEACE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;insanity &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we tolerate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;peace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;something we hope for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;failure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not tolerated &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;success &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on others people demise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what are we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what are we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what are we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who gave us the rights &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to be different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to be superior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i tear for the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where peace is a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;foreign object &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a object revered &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;something &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;alien &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and i tear for the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;for gaia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;for her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;who needs peace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-J Ho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-8060808933864261064?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8060808933864261064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-6594741828179372278</id><published>2008-12-19T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T21:55:12.144+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>I feel empty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I suddenly miss my friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I suddenly miss the times we spent together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss the Drama gang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss the 2e2 clique &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everyone has dissapeared &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everyone's memory fogged &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss the good old days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where we go to the beach just to find peace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss the crazy whacked days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where drama was the only family i ever felt i belong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss the days where wayne and i would just go around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;annoying each other and insulting everyone we see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss the days where we just sit and chill &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and waste time popping around to annoy people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss the days where we sit together and study &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where there were no speeches but the bond was there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss the days where drama ruled my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where i got sick of drama &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how i wish i could get sick of it more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss the days where we broke the rules &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the drama gang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no rules no boundaries &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss our bastard campaigning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss our poker days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss drama &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss the days where we go chill at lan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;go there to have some fun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss the days we went to gym &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to work out and eat subway &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss the days where we go to central &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where Drama dominated the steps &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and made the word loiter meant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss the days where we went for lunch at central &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the poa sundays &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the days we go with a heart to improve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss the days of the crammed class &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the class i didnt want to be in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the class where i grew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss my friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all of them whom i know will stay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and al those whom i know will fade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dont want to let them go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for all i have would be the memories &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the memories that will link me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to those times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where i would call them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the good old days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I miss everyone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I miss the times I spent with all of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I miss Drama &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I miss the clique I hang out with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I miss my good friend wayne &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I miss all of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and i actualy miss the annoying Nabil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the one who annoys me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;during class &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;class would never be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;without him &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/8416076217678470496-6594741828179372278?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6594741828179372278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=6594741828179372278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/6594741828179372278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/6594741828179372278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-feel-empty.html' title='I feel empty'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-162959483507364806</id><published>2008-12-03T20:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T20:42:43.807+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the days im out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='splendid stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All right people !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By now you'll should know that i've been working at Sitex 2008 Final It Fair at the singapore Expo !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(If you don't know you're a jerk ! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All right this time I worked for a company called MC2. Thanks to wayne &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( if i didn't put the thanks wayne would kill me ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok so Please note that nobody works and take photos at the same time! Unless you're a big fat moron who doesn't want the money &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok I'm not a Newbie worker at the It fair except that its my first time working for this company! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So the Way they do sales is sooooooooo much easier and i mean like totally ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway i can't remember which day it was either thursday or friday i was so completely messed up that i actually wrote the sales order form on the other company's booth! How splendid ! So yea someone came to chase me away How horrible is that ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway the person who chased me away is Yi ling some random girl and than i found out she was made to chase me away. Gosh the people over there!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway she's really nice and she watches American Drama Whooo!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok back to It fair now. My boss said this to me I quote or rather i can't quote because he said it in chinese and me being anti chinese is not going to waste my time typed the han yu pin yin to put in the words one by one so this is a translated version &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He said this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why are all your customers weird weird one! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And boy do i agree! haha ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There was this group of people who asked me whether the laptop was sold in China im like Omg how the heck would i know I stay in singapore HELLO!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok anyway after killing my leg cells for 4 days on the last day, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kevin Wayne Zadkiel and Me became completely high ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We went to celebrate at Subway and this was what happen! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Subway person :Hi welcome to subway what type of bread would you like! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Us: What kind of bread you have left? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Subway person said whatever there was and than we said this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Us: EH we paying in cash leh got any freebies not!!?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Subway person just laughed and said Yes i give you more veggie haha !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That was funny ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh yes after working for 4 days the thing sort of went into my head i actually bumped into some random guy and i said Sorry sir OMG!!!! well im cured now ladeeedooo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok Zadkiel introduced me to Ramly burger but it was just so so! the eggs nice the end =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All right after subway we went home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and please children do not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i repeat do not TRY THIS AT HOME! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/STZ8xfUQCDI/AAAAAAAAAUE/9Rdx8zB519U/s1600-h/DSC00816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275541203172984882" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/STZ8xfUQCDI/AAAAAAAAAUE/9Rdx8zB519U/s200/DSC00816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/STZ8w0SUPMI/AAAAAAAAAT8/tkW6mYIOA-w/s1600-h/DSC00817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275541191622147266" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/STZ8w0SUPMI/AAAAAAAAAT8/tkW6mYIOA-w/s200/DSC00817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/STZ8wyNMzWI/AAAAAAAAAT0/ENsgzKS7xyk/s1600-h/DSC00815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275541191063817570" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/STZ8wyNMzWI/AAAAAAAAAT0/ENsgzKS7xyk/s200/DSC00815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Technically you cant do that at home because you have to find the bicycle print first =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/STZ8wQD5spI/AAAAAAAAATs/A2s7I2kJhOs/s1600-h/DSC00812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275541181898011282" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/STZ8wQD5spI/AAAAAAAAATs/A2s7I2kJhOs/s200/DSC00812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By the way wayne's a bad boy now ! He dyed his hair gold !! Poor Greenview a President gone astray =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/8416076217678470496-162959483507364806?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/162959483507364806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=162959483507364806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/162959483507364806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/162959483507364806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2008/12/all-right-people-by-now-youll-should.html' title=''/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/STZ8xfUQCDI/AAAAAAAAAUE/9Rdx8zB519U/s72-c/DSC00816.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-6001115787466803242</id><published>2008-11-21T21:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T22:03:04.954+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the days im out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>A really randomful day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today was a random &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;really random&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;really random day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So basically, wayne and I only planned to go to downtown east to eat Fish&amp;amp; Co. express for lunch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And turns out, we did a whole heck of a lot more things there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Firstly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wayne and I debated over whether the cashier at fish &amp;amp; co express was from greenview secondary school &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After eating &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanted to check the prices of escape for the guild outing thingy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So we went ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;While checking, a idea popped into our heads &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so both of us applied for a job at escape theme park &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Something really annoying annoyed wayne and I while walking back and fourth the whole Downtown &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There was this random nebo guy who kept bugging us trying to give us flyers. He's details will be kept secret becaus what was annoying was his ______ and ___ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I decided to go disturb Jasmine at her work place, Lucky for her, we couldn't hunt her down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On a really random note &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We went to play Bowling! yes Bowling and for once! FOR ONCE !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there was no waiting list. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Being the lamers we are, we chose the lamest background for the bowling score sheet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OUR DEAREST FAIRY TALE THEME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SSa7PcWSXuI/AAAAAAAAAS8/uzXdQNMMqdE/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271106287865847522" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SSa7PcWSXuI/AAAAAAAAAS8/uzXdQNMMqdE/s200/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes it looked like that ! how splendidful! (please note i completely suck at bowling, guess that showed you how bored we were.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After bowling, we saw some random couple entering the D marquee thingy ! So we followed suit and we saw a free Rehersal of some upcoming performance Yes i know we are good!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So we were really getting bored and it was only 2 + &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thus we toured the whole down town &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and we found the location in which Bedok south secondary had their prom! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After nearly dying from boredom i proposed that we go annoy Bryon and Jordan at their work place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;turns out Bryon was working a different shift from Jordan so we couldn't annoy him properly! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So the only one who got the poor torment from us was Jordan poor guy=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SSa73KUgw4I/AAAAAAAAATk/Nl6HtUPKxrU/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271106970221331330" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SSa73KUgw4I/AAAAAAAAATk/Nl6HtUPKxrU/s200/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bryon docking off after a hard days work at Sheng Siong Super market. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SSa72zsY9HI/AAAAAAAAATc/ZCAApKvdW0I/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271106964147467378" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SSa72zsY9HI/AAAAAAAAATc/ZCAApKvdW0I/s200/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jordan stil working at the casheir counter at Sheng Siong super market&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SSa7P1sYbVI/AAAAAAAAATM/Hb1gpFRPNnY/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271106294669405522" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SSa7P1sYbVI/AAAAAAAAATM/Hb1gpFRPNnY/s200/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jordan was really annoyed so he turned away and ignored us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes and with all those little things done &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We wasted out time from 12-nearly 4 which just perfectly cures my boredom oh and waynes too !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-6001115787466803242?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6001115787466803242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=6001115787466803242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/6001115787466803242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/6001115787466803242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/really-randomful-day.html' title='A really randomful day'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SSa7PcWSXuI/AAAAAAAAAS8/uzXdQNMMqdE/s72-c/Image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-2501654519930291116</id><published>2008-11-17T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:22:51.277+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Another day thinking'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So he screamed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;screamed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a sound &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so sad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that the plants &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;withered and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;die &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No wonder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he doesn't believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when he looks back and reads &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or rather watch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the texts written &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in blood &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on the times &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he has been let down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The smell of metal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that red goo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hardened &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;permanent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;left &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;onto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that text &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Where the numbers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;scrawled beside the words &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;were never ending &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ever watched those cartoons &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where the kid has a uber long list for santa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well that list is seen short &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;red text &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe hes shouldn't expect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;expect anything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because it always happens &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and he should get use to it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the third time is a charm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but did they ever hear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the third time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is a bane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thrice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it happened &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thrice in a single day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can this poor soul take &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in nothing but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thin fibres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hanging &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a thin line &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of the word &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;faith &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;have faith in me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but he doesn't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anymore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe its better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;throw it all away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cast away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;already &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tattered &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and torn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;soul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;into the sea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of nothingness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to be away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;would be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so he questioned &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-3752401528121136090</id><published>2008-11-16T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:32:38.901+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Another day thinking'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The voices around me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;will they just shut up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;go away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;leave me alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just want to be left alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe its the time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i do not know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but solitary existance made prolonged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;might have a impact &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm losing myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in a sea of questions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;never answered &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so screw it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and buzz off &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nobody respects &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the decisions i make &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is everything i do wrong? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or was it just your biasedness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that made me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;do what i do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I turned to the blade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the slick figure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;small &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yet deadly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like a cobra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;only venomous &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to ease this pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Penicillin or none &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it doesn't matter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it never works &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what is it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This word &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that is etched into your head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can you get it out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because that word &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;does not apply for us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't butt in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when you shouldn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't stay away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when you shouldn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but you do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i'm sad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who am i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to believe in anymore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with their masks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who aren't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So scream i shall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but nobody hears this scream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the scream that is most frightening &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the scream that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no one hears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We are troubled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but none of them knows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We are troubled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but we don't show it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;whom we cannot trust &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;are you empty? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cause i am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;empty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;are you all alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cause i'm empty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm hollow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The smiles &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;are they lies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to put on just for show &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they say you use 25 muscles when you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no wonder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its so difficult &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have issues &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but its not your problem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you dont have to care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because the issues &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;came from you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You may have more sense than me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for all i care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;your sense is clearly wasted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because from what i see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you're blinded &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and the lion sleeps &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;inside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and when it wakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i suggest you stay away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dinner would be ready&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and the main course &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;would be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-3752401528121136090?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3752401528121136090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=3752401528121136090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='splendid stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The much awaited post is finally here !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Below is a photo of the amount of pilot rexgrips is have used in the entire sec 4 year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It may not seem like a lot but trust my count them and you'll freak out ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Enjoy !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR6_f2zZmHI/AAAAAAAAAPU/CrdyR2YJqz8/s1600-h/Image083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268859168078010482" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR6_f2zZmHI/AAAAAAAAAPU/CrdyR2YJqz8/s200/Image083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now this photo was taken on the last day of O's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wayne and I went to Tampines Ikea for breakfast and lunch! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and being the usual lame ones !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we spotted some wooden figurines and know the photos you are about to see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;are rater NC 16 and may not be suitable for people with childish minds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Enjoy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7Cflm5jsI/AAAAAAAAAS0/V6TZuf-h3yo/s1600-h/Image134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268862461997059778" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7Cflm5jsI/AAAAAAAAAS0/V6TZuf-h3yo/s200/Image134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I call this the seducer !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7CfGOkdkI/AAAAAAAAASk/JRyFtiVveZs/s1600-h/Image133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268862453573514818" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7CfGOkdkI/AAAAAAAAASk/JRyFtiVveZs/s200/Image133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You may not be able to see it cause its real tiny but enlarge it man ! look at the wooden figurines legs!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I call this Caught red legged!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The next set of photos you are about to see is of a TV crew in GVSS, they were recording some show at our basketball court! These photos were taken during study break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7CfX5rnrI/AAAAAAAAASs/-djjFuyDNKw/s1600-h/Image117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268862458317741746" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7CfX5rnrI/AAAAAAAAASs/-djjFuyDNKw/s200/Image117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The actresses bags! please note that the main characters are girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7CBfMRwnI/AAAAAAAAASM/yU_QiXTsDdA/s1600-h/Image109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268861944878711410" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7CBfMRwnI/AAAAAAAAASM/yU_QiXTsDdA/s200/Image109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Such big shots! royal treatment can! They need the crew to help them hold the umbrella! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7ADd9PhCI/AAAAAAAAAQU/kvr-7guQ1GY/s1600-h/Image129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268859779883697186" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7ADd9PhCI/AAAAAAAAAQU/kvr-7guQ1GY/s200/Image129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The camera crew Belongings! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR6_gRITVEI/AAAAAAAAAPk/yAAwA6LVBWE/s1600-h/Image102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268859175145002050" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR6_gRITVEI/AAAAAAAAAPk/yAAwA6LVBWE/s200/Image102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Setting up!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7CBE7CBDI/AAAAAAAAASE/tCq_6PH8oh8/s1600-h/Image103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268861937827054642" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7CBE7CBDI/AAAAAAAAASE/tCq_6PH8oh8/s200/Image103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dont know what this is! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wayne told me its a high up camera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think its a microphone !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7CA2dpi1I/AAAAAAAAAR0/Ud3-PyNq4D0/s1600-h/Image096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268861933945719634" style="WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7CA2dpi1I/AAAAAAAAAR0/Ud3-PyNq4D0/s200/Image096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eh this is damn style! they actually have that train track thingy for their camera like OMG!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7CBmTwP9I/AAAAAAAAASU/m_vaWYB3lVM/s1600-h/Image112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268861946789117906" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7CBmTwP9I/AAAAAAAAASU/m_vaWYB3lVM/s200/Image112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;These blue people are the supporting actors! they are supposed to be some little kids playing basketball! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and please note that some of them are actually quite good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The next photo you are about to see may be disturbing to some of you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What you are about to see may shock you and make you faint! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This was taken before graduation ceremony that inbetween time slot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now watch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7CA-BxL8I/AAAAAAAAAR8/-dyl2pZvyDs/s1600-h/Image086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268861935976263618" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7CA-BxL8I/AAAAAAAAAR8/-dyl2pZvyDs/s200/Image086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is awesome! The guys who did it really meant it! yes this is what happens when people feel that the school isn't doing enough! that my dear readers is a burnt school uniform! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And finally prom night! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Prom night was only fun like after 9 + &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe because i was half dead or something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I didn't had time to do my hair! i sort of went to far east before that and met my friends quite late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway these arent all the photos that was taken. I'm still waiting for dear stanley to come online to send me the photos in his camera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;These photos consist of Muhaimin, Amirah and ME! and this is called upholding Drama!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7BoC8Fw7I/AAAAAAAAARs/MMMOtcdheCQ/s1600-h/CIMG0156e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268861507797894066" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7BoC8Fw7I/AAAAAAAAARs/MMMOtcdheCQ/s200/CIMG0156e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That idiot picked my up like i weighed like a feather serious!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Muhaimin, Me and Amirah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7Bnl0HWFI/AAAAAAAAARk/B0R_2huXcsA/s1600-h/CIMG0130e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268861499979814994" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7Bnl0HWFI/AAAAAAAAARk/B0R_2huXcsA/s200/CIMG0130e.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haha this is a real funny photo! Amirah and me were supposed to seduce the camera!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;somehow her face got butchered off! haha !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7Bnij-7FI/AAAAAAAAARc/DcV0bFqncw8/s1600-h/CIMG0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268861499106847826" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7Bnij-7FI/AAAAAAAAARc/DcV0bFqncw8/s200/CIMG0130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now this is the proper one! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dam i love drama!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7BnCdZaSI/AAAAAAAAARU/GStbYlQqfF8/s1600-h/CIMG0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268861490489288994" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7BnCdZaSI/AAAAAAAAARU/GStbYlQqfF8/s200/CIMG0129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't know Wth is that silver thingy in my mouth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No.1 I was not eating anything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No.2 I do not have lip piercing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No.3 I am not wearing lip gloss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No. 4 that is not my saliva &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Therefore my only conclusion is that the silver thingy is the light reflection! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7BO8Q3R4I/AAAAAAAAARE/UQRqAwLEZBM/s1600-h/CIMG0126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268861076509247362" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7BO8Q3R4I/AAAAAAAAARE/UQRqAwLEZBM/s200/CIMG0126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My Drama Bestie !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me, Amirah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7BnKJLkDI/AAAAAAAAARM/xuVs0v7Ovag/s1600-h/CIMG0127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268861492551979058" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7BnKJLkDI/AAAAAAAAARM/xuVs0v7Ovag/s200/CIMG0127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dance floor! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Please note that the dance floor was really small!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7BOYdWOYI/AAAAAAAAAQs/90qvGr8v0Gk/s1600-h/CIMG0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268861066897930626" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7BOYdWOYI/AAAAAAAAAQs/90qvGr8v0Gk/s200/CIMG0098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dance floor again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7BOkEx6-I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/N58qzKVW0t0/s1600-h/CIMG0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268861070016113634" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7BOkEx6-I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/N58qzKVW0t0/s200/CIMG0113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7BO0wAfmI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/KzVThiIlJXo/s1600-h/CIMG0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268861074492391010" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7BO0wAfmI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/KzVThiIlJXo/s200/CIMG0125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't ask &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7CfFqYUWI/AAAAAAAAASc/a8a_uoWb39Q/s1600-h/Image135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268862453421724002" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SR7CfFqYUWI/AAAAAAAAASc/a8a_uoWb39Q/s200/Image135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Please do not take this photo for granted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I rarely 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term='Random'/><title type='text'>I asked a thousand times (But will the answer ever come)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why is everyone trying to control, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What am i suppose to believe in, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I do not know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And i've asked a thousand times &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For the answers which will fill me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Never a reply &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or was i just deaf &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Being held against his will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is there more to this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or is there none? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I questioned &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but still &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i am without an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;answer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And people think that they know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the Real Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but who are they to say that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if He himself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;does not know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what he is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;People who walk down another path &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is it a crime to not take a path &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that makes sense? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because everyone who goes on to that path &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;are forced to come back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;against their own will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And i've asked a thousand times&lt;br /&gt;For the answers which will fill me&lt;br /&gt;Never a reply&lt;br /&gt;or was i just deaf &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why do i feel the sadness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in which people feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why do i see into them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and see the weariness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the sadness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the haterd &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in them eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So i asked a thousand times &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Over and Over again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but what am i doing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is it working at all? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is all this a fallacy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Will someone answer me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because none of their answers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ever make sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;are we to believe in something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;only by what we call faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i've asked a thousand times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For the answers which will fill me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Never a reply &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or was i just deaf &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;over and over again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but never a reply &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not a reply &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or was i just deaf &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(deaf) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(deaf) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I tried to throw away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the life i left behind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but in the end &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i walked back into it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If this is the life that i need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to be able to survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in the once thought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;square &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;planet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'd rather not live it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe it's time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that i left &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to another place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where i can find &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;peace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I asked a thousand times &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For the answer which will fill me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Never a reply &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or was i just deaf &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For i leap &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;into the air &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;embraced by its arms &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;falling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;into nothingness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;never coming back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or was i just deaf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;This is a production by me and anybody whosoever who wish to reproduce this copy or edit this is strictly forbidden to unless permission granted from the producer. Credit must be given when this work has been copied and so on.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-5132958528180522521?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5132958528180522521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=5132958528180522521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/5132958528180522521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/5132958528180522521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-asked-thousand-times-but-will-answer.html' title='I asked a thousand times (But will the answer ever come)'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-1129306498427829948</id><published>2008-11-05T20:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T21:18:41.801+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the days im out'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok i just went to watch this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SRGY4ZJk08I/AAAAAAAAAPE/oamusns2iUA/s1600-h/Zac-efron-vanessa-hudgens-high-school-musical-3-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265157533963965378" style="WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SRGY4ZJk08I/AAAAAAAAAPE/oamusns2iUA/s200/Zac-efron-vanessa-hudgens-high-school-musical-3-poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.celebrityspectacular.com/Zac-efron-vanessa-hudgens-high-school-musical-3-poster.jpg"&gt;Image url&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok time to be critical ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Show was nice, song's were uh so so i guess. Well the plot wasn't really well done. High school musical 3 seems to concentrate more on the choreography and the songs. Ok they have really great dancers there like that urm don't know his real name "rocket man" is one great dancer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sigh I was hoping to see the prom scene which was stated on the board of that prom committee thingy. But no it didn't came out, unless you call Zac Efron and Vannessa Hudgens dancing in uh stanford? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok as usual Ashley Tisdale was awesome, except she plays a lousy Gwen stefanie is it? or was it Madonna? Ashley Tisdale is really amazing i mean i watched The suite life of Zack and cody and she played a poor school girl there. I can't belive it her acting is like totally awesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok i don't know the guy's real name. Ryan evans was great along with Chad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh and high school musical 3 itself used a lot a lot a lot of animation. Like the sudden random basket ball flying in that was totally animation! They sort of used one of those performing arts stages, which is i don't know weird? Maybe it's for the sort of final performance thingy thing. But oh well! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One thing i liked about the show was more or less the random changes of costumes those were awesome man ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's like pause, change. ACTION! Real awesome. High school musical one itself was more on the plot, not too much singing. I guess Hsm 3 sort of overdid it. I was sitting in the seat and i was like oh my god please don't tell me she's going to sing again, or i was god he's going to sing again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok no offense. But when i saw the lead cheerleader i was like oh god! *shuts eye* But hey ! she changed my mind ! She can really dance man! Omg She is another one awesome choreographer. Movie was pretty long, about 2 hours +-. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So overall i would rate the show like 3/5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. animation too much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. songs and dancing abit too much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. plot should link more fully &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and that's about it ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh yea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is the show that Ashley Tisdale acted in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SRGc3LWDNSI/AAAAAAAAAPM/kkC_v-XBZGY/s1600-h/zack_cody.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265161911124833570" style="WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SRGc3LWDNSI/AAAAAAAAAPM/kkC_v-XBZGY/s200/zack_cody.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.li-kids.com/photos/zack_cody.jpg"&gt;Image url&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&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/8416076217678470496-1129306498427829948?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1129306498427829948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=1129306498427829948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/1129306498427829948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/1129306498427829948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/ok-i-just-went-to-watch-this-image-url.html' title=''/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SRGY4ZJk08I/AAAAAAAAAPE/oamusns2iUA/s72-c/Zac-efron-vanessa-hudgens-high-school-musical-3-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-6839886187615052760</id><published>2008-11-02T21:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T22:24:23.191+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Another day thinking'/><title type='text'>Because i dont know who you are anymore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She shouted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in a place where voices &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;were pre recorded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She couldn't shout &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in a place where voices &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;were spoken from lips &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the one who made her life miserable &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where everything she did &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was never enough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everythign she did for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you couldn't see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you've changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no longer the person &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you were once &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no longer the one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who taught the right values&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and no longer the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who followed what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you taught&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you're blinded &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by the one word &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in which you missed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by the man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who came in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you were lonely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and she understood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what you needed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she closed one eye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and the horror began &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you thought that everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he did was right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and everything he did &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was worth following &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you were once the one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;making the decisions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you needed a break &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from making these decisions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and have your desires &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fulfilled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you were lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and she knew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that;s why she kept silent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;throughout &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and no matter how she didn't want it to happen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she knew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;her thoughts were nothing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;compare to the majority &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and that it was redundant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she knew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;whatever she did &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was never enough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;whatever she did not do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was always seemed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as something &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;grave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you were stressed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she knew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but she wondered &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;does that give permission &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to blame someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for a crime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that she didn't commit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;does that mean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that whatever you've taught &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no longer has to be followed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and what happen to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;living by example &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she was innocent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you blamed her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and you started questioning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;about the two words &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;known as family communication &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she knew someone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;known as ____ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but that someone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is not you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you've started forgetting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how to communicate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and you didn't realised it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for you saw your age &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as someone who wouldn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;make trivial mistakes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like forgetting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how to communicate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and when you made a mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;instead of saying the word &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in which you STRESS so much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to be heard from her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you just kept silent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or go with a word O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if not you go back to pointing out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what she blamed the innocent for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and that you were not in the wrong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SHE DOESN'T KNOW WHO THE BLOODY HELL YOU ARE ANYMORE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SHE KNEW YOU FOR A VERY LONG TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AND THAT COMING FROM HER 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href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/she-shouted-in-place-where-voices-were.html' title='Because i dont know who you are anymore'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-5853705145612527682</id><published>2008-11-01T16:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T16:52:38.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just read someone's blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im sad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I havent seen you in 5 years i really miss you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I read elsewhere &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because it reminded me of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Will you be at the observation deck, looking down here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;looking at the words that are being typed onto the screen now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Things have changed a lot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everyone's changed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nobody's the same anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for all the times i shouted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for all the times i made you feel inferior &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for all the times i took you for granted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss your cooking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss your silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss your rough hands &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss making leaflets with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss going down to the park &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just to talk to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss going swimming with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss watching you play computer games &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everyday i walk to school from the bus stop &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There would be this Dad and his son &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the dad would walk his son all the way to the school gate before going to work &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dont know who the son is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But i do know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;his dad loves him very much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You did that too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you waited with me for the school bus every single day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and sometimes you would wait for me to come home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i didn't appreciate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;didn't care &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish i could get into your head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and knew what you were thinking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because the times i spent with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;were really short &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I rememeber you took me fishing once &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;your favourite activity &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and we carried the fish all the way home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;only the two of us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm older now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish i could go fishing with you again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish i could watch television with you again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or even go down to the park &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just to talk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You tried your best in connecting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i was the one who wasn't connecting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why did you smoke? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;could you tell me why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;even though you did it secretly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i didn't find out until it was too late &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why had you do it ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I regret now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;never praying for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe its because of me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that you left &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because i didn't do anything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but just sit at the sidelines &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and look &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss your lame jokes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they were lame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but they were funny &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and sometimes i would take &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ages to figure it out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish i could know how you feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;during the times when you needed to see me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;talk to me most &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was never there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish i could feel the pain in you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because you were a strong man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and never showed the pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;behind your gritted teeth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish i could have spent more time with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when you were too sick to go out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish i could have stayed once in a while &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish I wasn't so useless and pathetic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;unable to do anything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but just look and stare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at you suffering &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How are you doing? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where ever you are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can you listen to my thoughts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can you see into me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can you hear my screams &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i hope you can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i wish i could be you for one day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so that i can appreciate you more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but now i guess &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it is too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;time cannot be reversed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it can only go forward &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wished i didn't go to school on that day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wished i went to the hospital with mum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wasn't beside you when you left &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wasn't there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish I was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to be with you on the day you left &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why did i make myself believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that everything was going to be ok &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the day you left &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why did i go to school &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one day wouldn't hurt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wasn't there when you left &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish i were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now everytime i see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kids with their dads &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dads who work to support the family &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dads who walk their son to school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dad's who are always the one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who gets taken for granted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I would be reminded of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i would &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tell myself that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that would be you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if you weren't sick &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everyone told me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to prepare for the worst &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that you had to go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sooner or later &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The signs told me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to prepare for the worst &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that you had to go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sooner or later &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But i didn't want to believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss you a lot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like there's a empty spot in my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;which can never be healed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like i can never be whole &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;once more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish you were beside me now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but you aren't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you miss us? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the family &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;your sibilings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;your mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;your friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope you do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dont wan't grans to go too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she's the only one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who makes me feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that i am with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i know grans love me too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Screw me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why can't i communicate properly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why can't i learn the language properly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i want to tell her how much i love her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i dont know how &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do notes in a bottle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;get to where you are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because i would do it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To talk to you again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you were still alive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;do you think you had go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my graduation ceremony &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I would love to see you there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope you would talk to me sometimes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dont want to forget you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I really miss you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-5853705145612527682?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5853705145612527682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=5853705145612527682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/5853705145612527682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/5853705145612527682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-just-read-someones-blog-and-now-im.html' title=''/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-8647378401865040544</id><published>2008-10-27T16:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T17:01:34.245+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Another day thinking'/><title type='text'>Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again nothing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again someting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again compounded &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again maginified &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again maligned &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again lies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again nothing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again from the trash&lt;br /&gt;Again blown up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again fessed up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again the same old thing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again always &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again bombarded &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again for nothing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again faulted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again for nothing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again for nothing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again for your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again enjoyment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again made up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again to look like a victim &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again nothing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again you're right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again she's wrong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again fantasies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again where she need to go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again to be blamed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again for something &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again she didn't do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again nothing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again became something &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again blown up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again multiplied &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again for bloody nothing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again made to be silenced &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again to prevent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again made to look like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again things that she did  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again were made to look like nothing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again things that she didn't do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again made to look like something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again defeated &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again lost &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again for nothing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again for nothing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again she didn't do nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again made to look like something &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again for your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again enjoyment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again she see's your laughter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again behind that mask &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again your laugh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again you saddistic shit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again nothing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again maligned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again everything's her fault &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again blamed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again for nothing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again she would say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again a pleasant word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again for nothing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again all over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Jonathan Ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Again blamed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Again for nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Again maligned &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Again for nothing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Again made to bear the consequences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Again for nothing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Again not able to explain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Again pissed &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/8416076217678470496-8647378401865040544?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-8427943671416090396</id><published>2008-10-26T18:55:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T21:15:01.271+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Another day thinking'/><title type='text'>I know you didn't</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you see that kid? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sitting in that corner? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The kid who was so afraid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you look into her eyes? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The eyes filled with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hatred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;loathe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you didn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you talk to her? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;listen to her problems? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because all she needed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was a listening ear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you ever once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;listen to her explanation for the things &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she'd done wrong? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The reasons why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The logical explanation of it all? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you ever not jump to conclusions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maligning the poor girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of every single thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in which she did not do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you didn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you ever love her, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as much as you love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the one who came in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you ever see her? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Crying, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hating &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Swearing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you ever took a glance at her, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and let her know that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she existed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or did you just do it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when you were bored &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and needed someone's accompaniment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you do that all the time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you ever wondered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why she never strayed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;over to the "dark side"? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Or did you believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that she was still a kid, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a kid who will always remain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ignorant, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;innocent, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pure, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you still believed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you take time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to listen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to her sorrows, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the songs she listens to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and felt how she felt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;about you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you remained by her side &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in her deepest darkest moments &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where she sought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the blade, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the height, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the night lights, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to end it all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;even when you were present,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and you could have stopped the tragedy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because you were present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you didn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you see her as who she was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;instead of her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as the image &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in which you wanted to create &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that perfect painting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you ever understood? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why she did the things &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in which you found hatred in? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you ever thought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for a moment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that what she was doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was to benefit you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to help you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so that you wouldn't be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lonely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;affected &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;annoyed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;unhappy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you realise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that she started hating &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;coming home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that this home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a cold place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where she remained invisble &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;until you want to see her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Because i know you didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you ever sought help? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and the entire family &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because she knew you did &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when we were broken &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but you didn't know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she knew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you ever wondered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why she only has one pair of jeans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a wardrobe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that was all black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a wardrobe that never changed for years &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you ever wondered why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everytime you ask to go out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for a family outing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she refused &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and when she had no choice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there wasn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a shining sun? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you ever realise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how broken she was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how hurt she was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and how piercing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;your words were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you ever compliment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or was everything just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you can do better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and when her dumbness showed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you chose to magnify &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;compound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;multiply &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;intensify &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you feel how she felt? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you realised why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she found her paradise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in a place known as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a book &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you ever realise why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she always wore black &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why she could never smile properly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you ever realise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that she was hiding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hiding everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to prevent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;avoid &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you ever wondered why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the doors closed? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the musics loud? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and hear the screaming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;behind it all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you didn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you ever look into her soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;before she enclosed it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;into a hard shell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;never to be opened again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you didn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you ever wondered why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she hated talking to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or have you realised &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that she was a human&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you ever look at her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;upon as someone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who would accomplish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;great things in the future &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or was she another average &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;created by the likeness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you ever look &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;behind it all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the walls &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the barriers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the doors &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(you gave up halfway) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you didn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you ever wonder why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she took a liking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to becoming anti-social &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;becoming alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;becoming quiet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you ever heard the word &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm certain plenty of times &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But did she ever hear it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;coming from your mouth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;even though &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she was wrongly blamed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for the things she didn't do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you didn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you ever waited &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for her to come home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;were you ever worried &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;about the pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the dagger &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sheathed into her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you ever tried listening &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to her mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the sentences &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that she wanted to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the stories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she wanted to tell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you ever look her in the eye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sincerely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and not because you done something wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after she was 8 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you ever wondered why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;her memory was really good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;were you ever worried &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of what memories &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she would be remembering &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and what she wouldn't be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you ever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;took the time to realise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the ever summounting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hatred &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sadness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;coldness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she felt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you ever listen properly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to every single sentence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she actually said to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;did you hear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the plead &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the malice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the sadness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the anger &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you didn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you ever see the scars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;inflicted onto her body &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the injuries she took so much pain into hiding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so as not to trouble you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you ever wondered why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she withdrew into herself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;never to have a proper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;chat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you ever wondered why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a good kid will stray &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;away from the proper path &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;away from the way where everything was right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you ever wondered why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no matter how hard you tried &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you couldn't reach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the cold girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that was once named &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Jonathan Ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know you didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know you didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know you didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know you didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know you don't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alone in the darkest hour she was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alone was her in this world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alone was her where she'd endure the taunts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;from those so called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alone where she was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;even though the place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;was what it seemed to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alone in a place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;where there will never be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alone because she knew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;she knew you didn't know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;-Jonathan Ho&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/8416076217678470496-8427943671416090396?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-8008815067060987597</id><published>2008-10-24T12:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T12:53:37.560+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Another day thinking'/><title type='text'>The original version of silenced</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The shadows lurked around, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the alley was unusually packed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but the silence was compounding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The alley was filled with lies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;empty promises &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and hatred. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rain came pouring down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but not a sound was heard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not a sound &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not even the sound of the wind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Silent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a place with no sound &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a place where the voices of all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;were taken away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The people were opressed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they were forbidden to speak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eventually they gave up trying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The government took their voices &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;their rights &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;their sound &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and they weeped in silence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hoping one day that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;their voices will be returned &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for they know that they are under constant surveillance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from the higher ups above &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and on word might land them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;behind the steel bars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where people have been known to stay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It is in this alley where democracy is practised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But what little democracy practised &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;resulted in the alley &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;losing its sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For the name democracy was made up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for the political system was really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;something else &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This alley remained silent, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not a sound uttered &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;even though lips moved &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the weather too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;seemed to obey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the silent rule &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It is in this alley &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where conspiracy occurs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where lies covers the truth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where empty promises overtake promises &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and hatred &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;littered the street &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is this how it is going to end? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;voiceless &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Soundless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;silence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cause many &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;are shivering in fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Jonathan Ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Silenced for they were forbidden &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Disclaimer: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;I declare that i am not against any form of government and any offence taken is not any of my responsibility. I am merely stating my thoughts shown by the label. I therefore deem it appropriate to release this entry as it is merely my thoughts. Thoughts that have not been voiced.I hereby declare that i am not against any from of government practices and am only voicing out my thoughts. I am merely stating my thought and i would not be responsible for any anger or hatred towards this post from other parties. any disagreement from other parties is redundant and should be treated as only Point of views. I am not responsible for any complaints and any other form of action to be taken bla bla bla. If this post has been offensive to anyone, it should not be treated as a attack but merely as a point of view from a ignorant person. I do have freedom of speech. I do not take any credit except for the poem above. However if this post is deemed as offensive, it should be treated as nothing but merely a point of view. I am just sharing my thoughts with the world and whatever the world choses to believe in is none of my concern. I do not have any intention to spread propaganda or any intention to influnce the way of thinking in people. i am only voicing out my thoughts and what the thoughts are should be left to be as my thoughts and nothing else. this post is merely my thoughts and any action taken against this post would be redundant. This post is merely about me and my thoughts and people who find this post in anyway discomforting or rude or whatever bla bla bla should stop reading and erase any memory of this post from your mind. I hereby declare that i am not against the government and whatever practices they have once again i declare that this is my thoughts and that any comments or any displeasure should be regareded as redundant. I too declare that i am not anti government. I did this because i have freedom of speech.&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/8416076217678470496-8008815067060987597?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8008815067060987597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=8008815067060987597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/8008815067060987597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/8008815067060987597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/original-version-of-silenced.html' title='The original version of silenced'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-9218495323383489360</id><published>2008-10-18T21:31:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T21:45:34.753+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Another day thinking'/><title type='text'>Motivational phrase I</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok note, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i am here to put in a motivational phrase that i invented myself! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(you guys know i am rarely motivational) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When everything seems dark , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When everyone seems distant,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When nobody seems to care, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you feel invisible, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you're down, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you tear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you need a listening ear, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pray &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because god will listen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for he loves you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;----------------------------&lt;jonathan&gt;&lt;/span&gt; [&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jonathan Ho&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SPnmpekN1YI/AAAAAAAAAM0/R6lG_mtXgdI/s1600-h/boy%2520praying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258487640185755010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SPnmpekN1YI/AAAAAAAAAM0/R6lG_mtXgdI/s200/boy%2520praying.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.binningup.org.au/images/boy%20praying.jpg"&gt;Image url &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Please note that if you want to take any material orignially created by me like that motivatinal phrase up there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;please give me credit. Or legal actions will be taken and i mean legal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-9218495323383489360?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/9218495323383489360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=9218495323383489360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/9218495323383489360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/9218495323383489360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/motivational-phrase-i.html' title='Motivational phrase I'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rFbfHZki4Ok/SPnmpekN1YI/AAAAAAAAAM0/R6lG_mtXgdI/s72-c/boy%2520praying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-330631679345743785</id><published>2008-10-16T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T22:58:58.906+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>For those who don't know me well enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Style ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just did the random quiz that jasmine did on her blog! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the results&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Jonathan uses judgment to make decisions. He is ruled by his head, not his heart. He is a cool, collected person who is usually unexpressive emotionally. Some may see him as unemotional. He does have emotions but has no need to express them. He is withdrawn into himself and enjoys being alone.Jonathan uses judgment to make decisions. He is ruled by his head, not his heart. He is a cool, collected person who is usually unexpressive emotionally. Some may see him as unemotional. He does have emotions but has no need to express them. He is withdrawn into himself and enjoys being alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. The circumstances when Jonathan does express emotions include: extreme anger, extreme passion, and tremendous stress. If someone gets him mad enough to tell him off, he will not be sorry about it later. He puts a mark in his mind when someone angers him. He keeps track of these marks and when he hits that last mark he will let them know they have gone too far. He is ruled somewhat by self-interest. All his conclusions are made without outside emotional influence. He is very level-headed and will remain calm in an emergency situation. In a situation where other people might get hysterical, he has poise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Jonathan will work more efficiently if given space and time to be alone. He would rather not be surrounded by people constantly. In a relationship, he will show his love by the things he does rather than by the things he says. Saying "I love you" is not a needed routine because he feels his mate should already know. The only exception to this is if he has logically concluded that it is best for his mate to hear him express his love verbally&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. Jonathan is not subject to emotional appeals. If someone is selling a product to him, they will need to present only the facts. They should present them from a standpoint of his sound judgment. He will not be taken in by an emotional story about someone else. He will meet emergencies without getting hysterical and he will always ask "Is this best for me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5. Jonathan tends to write a bit smaller than the average person. When a person's letters are small and tiny, this indicates an ability to focus and concentrate. This character trait is a huge asset in careers like math, science, race car driving, and flying planes. However, if Jonathan writes tiny all of the time, he will also display characteristics of someone who is socially introverted. Jonathan will often sit on the sideline and watch others get the attention at parties. he might be willing to open up and be warm, but only in small groups or a select group of people. When he is busy working on a project, it is common for all other noises and distractions to just fade away and his ability to focus is incredible. When he says "he didn't hear you", he really means, he didn't hear you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6. Jonathan will demand respect and will expect others to treat him with honor and dignity. Jonathan believes in his ideas and will expect other people to also respect them. He has a lot of pride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7. Jonathan will be candid and direct when expressing his opinion. He will tell them what he thinks if they ask for it, whether they like it or not. So, if they don't really want his opinion, don't ask for it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8. In reference to Jonathan's mental abilities, he has a very investigating and creating mind. He investigates projects rapidly because he is curious about many things. He gets involved in many projects that seem good at the beginning, but he soon must slow down and look at all the angles. He probably gets too many things going at once. When Jonathan slows down, then he becomes more creative than before. Since it takes time to be creative, he must slow down to do it. He then decides what projects he has time to finish. Thus he finishes at a slower pace than when he started the project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9. Jonathan is a practical person whose goals are planned, practical, and down to earth. This is typical of people with normal healthy self-esteem. He needs to visualize the end of a project before he starts. he finds joy in anticipation and planning. Notice that I said he plans everything he is going to do, that doesn't necessarily mean things go as planned. Jonathan basically feels good about himself. He has a positive self-esteem which contributes to his success. He feels he has the ability to achieve anything he sets his mind to. However, he sets his goals using practicality-- not too "out of reach". He has enough self-confidence to leave a bad situation, yet, he will not take great risks, as they relate to his goals. A good esteem is one key to a happy life. Although there is room for improvement in the confidence catagery, his self-perception is better than average.He has the best of two kinds of minds. One is the quick investigating mind. The other is the creative mind. His mind thinks quick and rapidly in the investigative mode. He can learn quicker, investigate more, and think faster. Jonathan can then switch into his low gear. When he is in the slower mode, he can be creative, remember longer and stack facts in a logical manner. He is more logical this way and can climb mental mountains with a much better grip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10. Jonathan has a temper. He uses this as a defense mechanism when he doesn't understand how to handle a situation. Temper is a hostile trait used to protect the ego. Temper can be a negative personality trait in the eyes of those around him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;11. Jonathan is having some confusion in his physical life. He is examining the past to give him answers about some of his physical desires. He may be trying to find a balance between his philosophical beliefs and his natural physical desires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;12. For a graphologist, the spacing on the page reflects the writer's attitude toward their own world and relationship to things in his or her own space. If the inputted data was correct Jonathan has no white space or margins on a typical sheet of paper. Jonathan fills up every last inch on the top, right, left, and bottom. Hmmm. If this is true, then Jonathan has a very aggressive personality toward others and quite frankly lacks a bit of respect for the space and property of other people. I would be surprised if Jonathan just comes into someone's home and helps himself to a drink in the refrigerator. This can be both an obnoxious personality trait and it can be assertive and effective in getting what you want. There isn't much fear of getting in trouble here, Jonathan finds plenty of reasons to break the rules and get in trouble. (Okay, perhaps when he was younger, not anymore?) Basically, people with no margins are a handful&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wow super long! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes now to evaluate the effectiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Part 1. Yes now the class understands why i dont communicate much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Part 2. Oh yes so true haha ! The dramarians have seen all those before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Part 3. Now this answers naresh question on why i study alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Part 4. Yes! i agree but i still dont understand why those sales promoter keep looking for me! it's really annoying! everytime i walk past pasir ris mrt and tampines mrt the path below the track. those promoters will automatically come to me !! =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lol nicoles says i look like a easy victim!! haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Part 5. Makes a lot of sense ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Part 6. AH ha ask wayne ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Part 7. Ask WAY   NE again (note the spaces wayne) =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Part 8. Totally! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Part 9. Yes absolutely ! except i lack the mental strength when it comes to sleeping =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Part 10. Oh reminded me! SORRY TO THOSE WHO I'VE SHOUT AT!! SORRY !! I WAS EITHER TOO STRESS OR TOO GOD DAMN PISSED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Part 11. Don't get this part. (skip) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;part 12. Oh now this is the on that doesn't make sense ! oh wait maybe it does. unless im at like a super close friends house and than he's folks arent at home. than yes! if not i dont do that ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and they didn't specify! i write left block when it my thoughts, i write clustered when its essay, and notes so how?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lol but really amazing ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-330631679345743785?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/330631679345743785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=330631679345743785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/330631679345743785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/330631679345743785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/for-those-who-dont-know-me-well-enough.html' title='For those who don&apos;t know me well enough'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-2876804491024764401</id><published>2008-10-06T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T22:37:46.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Warning the post that you are about to see is contaminated with sarcasm. It would be wise if children were kept away from the following post or they may just follow suit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The sarcasm begins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There was a lovely surprise waiting for me when i got home, not that i didn't expect it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes the first thing i stepped into the house, I got a wonderful gift from that mom of mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One known as scolding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No wonder i always look forward to coming back home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She started scolding me about why am i coming home so late when i clearly told her about me having night study. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and her next line was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;are you sure you've been studying the whole day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I would have gone " No ma i was out having sex, selling drugs, shoplifting, getting into fights, beating up some old man, stealing a car, committing arson, drank and drove, comitted murder, taking drugs, smoking and vandalising." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If i wasn't such a person who bottles everything up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Normally the situation suggested above, the wonderful speech from my mom would normally be filled with a caring and worry tone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SS time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Her tone was of a fraustrated tone and every single word that slip from her mouth was clearly filled with venom intending to inflict maximum and untold damage to the victim. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Her purpose was to clearly vent her anger on whoever who made her angry nd she couldn't vent it properly because i am the only person who she can really scold properly and get away with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have a question for you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you like getting scolded when you just entered the house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Obviously not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so i argued back with a freaking annoyed and irritated tone.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and guess what my oh so wonderful mum said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I asked you because i was concern right. If you dont want to talk to me than dont la! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;guess what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from the minute i stepped into the house she started firing at me with her wonderful machine gun each bullet exploded in my face with such force that you are rendered helpless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Her tongue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was really on the verge of saying this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" when you learn how to properly communicate and not shoot your bloody mouth at me just because you had a fucking bad day than i'll respect you for worrying for me bitch"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes burt being the loser me i stormed of into the toilet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;guess i proved wayne right that i was defnitely going to get scolded when i get back home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It seems that every little thing i do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is magnified one thousand times and shot back at me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ALL I DID WAS GO TO SCHOOL ATTENDED LESSONS AND STUDIED TILL 9.30 PM AND SHE COMES SCREAMING AT ME WITH NO PARTICULAR GOOD REASON FOR SCREAMING AND TRIES MAULING MY HEAD OFF. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i would like to say to my mom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a wonderful fuck you and good riddance when i start a job and get a place on my own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and the sarcasm ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-2876804491024764401?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2876804491024764401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=2876804491024764401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/2876804491024764401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/2876804491024764401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/warning-post-that-you-are-about-to-see.html' title=''/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-6907208058974009189</id><published>2008-10-03T23:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T23:28:54.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To explain why i'm in a pretty bad mood now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Taken from Impulse By ellen hopkins &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Keep going &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's exactly what i tell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;myself." Keep going, loser" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll never be anything else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I step on a narrow rock shelf &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and it crumbles, making &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me scramble for a foothold. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I find one, push up, smash my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;knee into a jut of granite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Way to go faggot. &lt;/em&gt;The voice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hear belongs to my father. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Get hold of yourself. You'll never &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;make first string like that. Fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of failure impels me toward &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the top, as it pushed me toward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the goal line so many times &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;before. I don't dare stop .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't dare drop the ball. Dont &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dare finish second. We only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;want what's best for you, so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;spare me your whining. Why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can't you be like Cara? She&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;never loses. Cara is smarter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cuter. More talented. Iwill &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;forever ride in her backseat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, they're fraternal twins, you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;see. Now the voice is my mom's. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I want to shut her up bu I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;know she wont be silenced. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I reach up for a handhold, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;find I'm almost to the top. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And still the home movies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rewind... replay... rewind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Of corse i'm proud of Conner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's just... he's not his sister. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With a bust of energy, I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thrust myself up and over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Standing here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My entire world far beneath &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my feet, i should be filled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with pride. Instead i feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;overwhelmed by a sense of defeat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Suddenly it comes to me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;toes tempted to test the ledge, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there there is a way out of this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Calm surety flow through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my veins and as i turn to wave &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;good-bye, I wonder, if it will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hurt or if a single person &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;will cry at my fneral. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I take a deep breath, a final &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;taste of sweet mountain air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I conjure Leona, Emily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Move my feet closer. Closer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's Grandma One, Grandma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Two and their spouses, waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for me. I see Dad. Cara. Mommy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I screw up my courage, step over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;********************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel like conner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I see so much of conner's hurt in me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so much of his sadness in me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so much of him in me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;problems &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;relativly similar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;happy endings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pretty bullshit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-6907208058974009189?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6907208058974009189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=6907208058974009189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/6907208058974009189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/6907208058974009189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-explain-why-im-in-pretty-bad-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-1614999931244021916</id><published>2008-10-03T22:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T22:47:55.193+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Contributions from SPACEY!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again stacey has poked me to do, another random thing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Such a pi-ya-no! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm in a dark humour mood currently so expect loads of crap from me =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q1. The person that tag/pass me this is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Urgh this is difficult!! who is it ah?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;spacey?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stacey? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;smacey? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;swacey? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;snacey?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sdacey?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh my so confusing!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q2. Your relationship with her is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My Emo-buddy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q3. Your five expression of him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Emo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mental &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Crazy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Siao &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;VIOLIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q4. The most memorable thing he/she has done for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha this is funny! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she tried to buy me long john's silvers for dinner because i was complaining i was hungry !! ahaha it was 6.30 pm and she is a freaking sec 1 who needs to go home!! haha i was like omg!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q5. The most memorable thing he/she said to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WHAT THE VIOLIN!!! WHAT THE PI-YA-NO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q6. If he/she become your lover you will?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Become a jerk! i dont 2 time you stupid quiz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q7. If he/she becomes your lover, thing he/she need to improve on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are a dumb quiz =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q8. If he/she becomes your enemy, you will?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;whahaha !! scold her what the violin!!! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q9. If he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we argue over the pretext of when to use What the Violin and What the Pi-Ya-No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q10. The most desired thing you wanna do for him/her is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She owes me a meal =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q11. Your overall impression on him/her is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Emo mental spacey! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q12. How do you think the people around you feel about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;urgh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My family doesn't see me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes i'm a sub around my friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know my dramarians loves me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mostly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;someone who speaks only when he feels like it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q13. The characters i love myself are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Zilch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q14. On the countary, what are the characters you hate about yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Being a bloody average!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q15. The most ideal person i want to be with is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;R.M.W.L!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q16. What do you have to say for the people who care,concern and love you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My family does it when their in a good mood. so practically nothing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my friends are awesome!! so more or less a thanks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Drama club awesomeness! therefore would be don't miss me =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and yes i would like to say i love you to R.M.W.L &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;funny thing is i practically say it every single day =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q17. Who do you want to pass this quiz to 10 people to know how they think about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1) Amirah Drama bestie!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2) Wanzhen! Sexy babe! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3) Nicole the Bird! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4) R.M.W.L &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5) Sherry the MILK!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6) SPACEY!! SMACEY!! SWACEY!! SDACEY!! SNACEY!! (shoot back to you =) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7) Jasmine!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8) Guo Wei the socks rocker !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9) Cammie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10) Anson (patricia) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q18. Who is number 6. having relationship with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-.- GERARD WAY!! ( i'm sorry i have no choice she'll kill me and feed me to the dogs if i said anyone else)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q19. Is number 9. a male or a female? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You do realise there's only 2 guys in my list so please calculate the probability yourself =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q20. If number 7. and 10. go out together,will it be a good thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh hell no!! Anson is (self proclaimed) gay! so i don't know what will happen! beside she's older than him!!! falalala!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q21. What is number 2. studying about? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Detailed research on a guys Penis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q22. When is the last time you spoke to number 3.? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh my!! last week??!! we're all busy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q23. What kind of musc band does number 8. like? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Healing music!! WHAHAHAHAHA !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q24. Does number 1. has any siblings? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh crap i think so!! i never got to ask!! sorry ami!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q25. Will you woo number 3.? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eh she's engaged what's wrong with this quiz!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q26. How about number 7.? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eh!! what the hell!!?? this is so crapped up!! she has some guy from big bang! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q27. Is number 4. single? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NOPE!! SHE'S MINE !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q28. What is the surname of number 5.? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MILK!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q29. What's the hobby of number 10.? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DRAMA!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q30. Does number 5. and number 9 get along well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wha two different countries! i am absolutely amazed by the capacity of ____ from this quiz =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q31. Where is number 2. studying at? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AUSTRAILIA!!!! NOOOO!!!!!~~~~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q32. Talk something casually about number 1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She's awesome!!! She and I we undergo american custom!! therefore we exchanged hugs!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q33. Have you tried developing feelings for number 6.?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OH ABSOLUTELY!!!! A VIOLIN FEELING AND ALSO ONE FROM THE PI-YA-NO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q34. Where does number 9. lives now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THE BLUE PLANET! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q35. What colour does number 4. like? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;=) she likes red =) see im not a lousy bf lalalala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q36. Are number 5. and 1. good friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again different country. pokes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q37. Is number 7. the sexiest person in the world? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh my this is really difficult!! how do you define sexy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WANZHEN IS SEXIER!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q38. What is number 6. doing now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Spacing around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;swaying around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;staying around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Snaking around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Smacking around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;omg i have nothing to put for sdacey!! noooo!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-1614999931244021916?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1614999931244021916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=1614999931244021916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/1614999931244021916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/1614999931244021916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/contributions-from-spacey.html' title='Contributions from SPACEY!!'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-6333024316737691328</id><published>2008-10-01T18:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T19:08:30.582+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Another day thinking'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She grew up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;learning to bottle things inside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;learning to not trust anyone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;learning to keep her mouth shut &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;learning to be invisible &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;suffering in silence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hating &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;silenced &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;empty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because whatever she did was never enough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;whatever she wanted to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was of no value or meaining &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She could never stand for what she thought was right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She could not meet the expectations of the one who made her grew up so fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She could not voice her thoughts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and whatever she did &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the goods were brushed aside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the bads were magnified &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and she could not do anything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not even mutter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a single swear word &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in hearing range of her catalyst &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and any blunder she made &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was deemed as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;laziness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stupid &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and many more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;never was it an error by accident &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was always her fault &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she had enough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she wanted to scream, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but she couldn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she was still under the rule of her catalyst &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she wanted to escape &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but she knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;her catalyst will find her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and never forgive her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;her catalyst &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the words from the catalysts mouth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pierced her heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so deep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that she couldn't scream f*** me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The catalyst wanted a perfect child &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but the catalyst knew she failed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and her perfect child was someone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;imperfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sarah grew up hating &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because of the way she was taught to grow up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;keeping everything to herself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nothing to others &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hating &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;her siblings were rewarded once or twice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but Sarah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;never &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she felt like a castaway &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a alien &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and she wanted to shout &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at the catalyst face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but she knew she couldn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she was silenced &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and the catalyst would blame her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for not communicating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when in the first place she was silenced by her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The catalyst found fault in every single thing she did &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and evey good thing Sarah did &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was swept under the carpet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sarah lived &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from yesterday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everyday to her was a repeat of yesterday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the same old &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;crap &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She needed to voice out her thoughts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but again she was silenced &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she never had a say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and she knew it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;take 2007 for example &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the big event in her life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she objected &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but the catalyst went ahead &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she knew that there was no point objecting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she suffer the mistakes the catalyst made &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;take 2005 for example &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the event that she knew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the catalyst was running away from her past &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she objected &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;her voice was not heard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she was never respected &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she was never treated as someone worth talking to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and she was seen as the child of yesterday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she would never voice her thoughts to the catalyst &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because she knew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that the catalyst &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was no longer worth trusting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and believing in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she starved herself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so that she can pay the catalyst back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she didn't want to have any relations with the catalyst &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but part of her knew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that she needed the catalyst &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and the catalyst needed her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she hated the things the catalyst did &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but forgave the catalyst &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she wondered why did she forgive? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because she guess it was not in her nature to hate for long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but the hatred was building she was sure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she never looked forward to going home anymore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;home was just a place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for her to sleep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;home was just a place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like a hotel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;except it was not a classy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and of cause there was always the catalyst &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;home was just a place where her troubles never flew away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;what is home? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;she never really knew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;home was just to her, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;another 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href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/she-grew-up-to-fast-learning-to-bottle.html' title=''/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-4394169786560480730</id><published>2008-10-01T17:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T18:43:50.040+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>courtesy of spacey !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i have been tagged &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by spacey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;smacey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;swacey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;snacey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stacey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to do this random thing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#1where would you go if someone sponsors you an airticket?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Paris!, Perth!, London! Italy! France! Greece!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#2 what's your favourite things to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Talking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not talking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Reading &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#3 Do you think money can buy happiness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is there happiness on earth? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#4 If you were given a chance to receive something, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Used All that i've got T-shirt, the version with the Half tree ! ORIGINAL!! (not those cheap rip off or imitation)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#5 Things/People you can't live without?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Things:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Computer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Phone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mp3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My house key&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My house &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;People: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Drama 101&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Super close friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;R.M.W.L &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;damn i didn't want to say this but i have no choice =( -family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#6 Who are you afraid to lose? (i changed the question from what to who)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My great Dad =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Grandma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;R.M.W.L &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Super close friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Drama 101&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#7 If you win $1 million dollars, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Immigrate !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(wayne would say that this questin is a 'standard 10 year series question' )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#8 What do you dream of in the future?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dream that the world would be a better place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh but yes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the word there is dream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so i'm certain it won't come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#9 List down 3 good points about the person who gave you this survey .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ew!! spacey ah!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;urm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mental &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;someone i can talk to because we are relatively the same ( not referring to gender you jerks) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and err Crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#10 What makes you happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;R.M.W.L &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and refer to question #1 oh i am obliged to not tell the rest =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#11 What type of person do you hate the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Insensitive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#12 If you have a super power what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with wings which can be hidden from view combined with the power of half fire half ice =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mr Infinitum! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#13 Would you go for happiness or money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;urgh ! this random thing keeps repeating questions! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like i said if there is happiness in the world than i would go for happiness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If not money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#14 Who do you think is the most important people in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;again repeated &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BFFs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;R.M.W.L &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Drama 101 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;urgh! family &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#15 If you have a boyfriend would you die for him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OH HELL NO !!! I AM STRAIGHT !! STRAIGHT!!! LIKE MY CHINESE NAME SUGGESTS!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I AM A LINE !! STRAIGHT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#16 Who's the last person who hugged you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AMIRAH!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my drama bestie! someone who aint untouchable like those girls you see in sg =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#17 What is the one thing you want to do badly right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Meet R.M.W.L &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sheesh she's such a drug! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#18 Who are you close to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wow !! repeated !! and it actually asked who!!! wow !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#19 Are you courageous enough to the person you like her/him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i guess so ! unless R.M.W.L goes all whiney ! than i'll melt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#20 If you could do one thing over again what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Go back to when i was before pri 5 and live again with dad! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7 things that scare you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;R.M.W.L turned evil &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;getting AMNESIA permanently! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gigantic bugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nightmares (thats why they're called nightmares)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Random stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wayne doing stupid stuff like scaring me when i come out from the toilet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not being able to sleep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7 things that you like the most:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;R.M.W.L (she is not a thing!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wait!! isn't this repeated?!! screw this random thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7 important things in my room:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alas not repeated! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My bed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;telephone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mobile/Hand phone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;computer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My posters! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My old toys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and a wonderful Marooned box that no one ever saw =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7 random facts about me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Random&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Random &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Random&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Random&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Random&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Random &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Random&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7 things i plan to do before i die:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Get my freaking book published &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Celebrate my 100++ birthday!! =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Make sure i dont make the same mistakes my parents did in raising me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Be remembered as a great friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Make a significant impact on someone's life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Make the world a better place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Make sure i dont get a lousy job because im from a lousy school &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7 things i can't do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Write with my right hand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Handle too much stress ( SCREW YOU EDUCATION!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stop biting my nails (stupid habit!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Drive a car ! haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not watching any other movies that are rated NC 16 and above !! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lifting a 500kg car &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fly with wings =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7 things you are attracted in the opposite sex:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have a girlfriend =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7 things i always say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What the violin!!! haha!! (inside joke with spacey!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We have became what we fear most &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We have been silenced &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Omhg &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WtF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Omg &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7 people to do this questionnaire:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ali &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ken &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Paul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sally &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kelly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( i know none of them =D ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-4394169786560480730?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4394169786560480730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=4394169786560480730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/4394169786560480730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/4394169786560480730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/courtesy-of-spacey.html' title='courtesy of spacey !'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-3396959515951144776</id><published>2008-09-22T22:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T23:25:11.113+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='splendid stuff'/><title type='text'>A tribue to the Cca where nobody grew up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was his home, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a home away from home, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it wasn't school like what many people thought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but it was a room inside the school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a special room, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where everything was a joke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this was where he spent his happiest moments &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;enjoying every bit of time he spent inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the craziness, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the madeness, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the nonsense &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and the wonderful people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was a place where he grew up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a place where he's inner child roam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a place rather where nobody grew up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The clueless steroetyped &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that the room was for guys with an influx of Y chromosomes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but the guys inside, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;were nothing like the stereotyped image &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they were all proper, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;straight and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pretty strong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yes and the best part was, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;some had girls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the room was a escape route &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;an escape &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from reality, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from the coldness of the world, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from stres &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from demands &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from deadlines &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from wars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from disputes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that was a room, where all worries dissapeard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the room, was unlike any other room, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the people inside were great friends, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;friends you know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that will never forget you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no matter where you go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;friends who would be there for you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;friends with hugs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that felt warmer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;than a burning fire place in winter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we screwed up majorly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as long as we're in the room, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but we had fun, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we broke rules &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;countless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but we had fun, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we got locked, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;major fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we made a fool of ourselves in public&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;laughed at tiny dicks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;major fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we performed, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cause we belonged on stage &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and we had fun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we bashed for birthdays &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and made a mess of walkways and clearings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;major fun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we scrawled and vandalise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;never got caught &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and we had fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we were nomads once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but we fought for what we thought was right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;such politics &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we screwed the school majorly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and we made sure our voices were heard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;such politics &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we did busted campaigning, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;screwed them majorly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;such politics&lt;/p&gt;such fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The room where the drama kids own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;drama kids rock my earmuffs off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the room where there were no rules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;no laws&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;no policies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;just fun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;nonsense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span 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href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/tribue-to-cca-where-nobody-grew-up.html' title='A tribue to the Cca where nobody grew up'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-811556211865195240</id><published>2008-09-19T19:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T19:44:25.316+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Another day thinking'/><title type='text'>Insensitive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And she stared at him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;giving him the 'fuck off' look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what was his problem? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she thought to herself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what was his issue? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so what if she was not as smart as he is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so what if she was not in the same class as he is, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;even though she achieved better grades, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so what if he learnt more things than her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she hated him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;loathed him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;spits at him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but she never speaks up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they used to be friends, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he still think they are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but she knows he sucks . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She lit the lighter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and burned the picture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Insensitive that's what he was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and she knows, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she wasn't the only one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;People used to like him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;until they knew him well, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;than they shunned him avoid him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who asks stupid questions like "are you ok" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when the person practically doens't want to talk about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who trys to be nice, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when he himself knows that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she hates him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He thrives on people  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who's brains are so called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"lousier than his" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just because he's in a better class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She hates him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;loath him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;spits at him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Manipulator he was, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one who thinks he can control, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but she won't be controlled by him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so what if&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;her sciences knowledge was worse than his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he should have stayed back one year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and learn to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a proper man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;people who don't know him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;see him as distinguished, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gentlemanly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and rich &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what a girl would want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but no, he was uglier than all that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a wolve in sheeps clothing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that is who he is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Every sentence he says to her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it seems like trying to start a conversation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but to her, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he was mocking her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;examples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;____ is the top in level for pure sciences but he's struggling in __&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you think you can meh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you have science practical examinations?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You lucky you're in your class your subjects are so easy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think i want to take POA. Its so easy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eh. you never go to ____ school ah? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm going ___ because i know i will struggle in ____ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No la you're smarter than me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and when she told him, that she wanted to go to __ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he started some granmother story, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;which made her super pissed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who was he to mock her? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who was he to be two faced? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nice to girls, horrid to guys, extremely competitive, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a devil in disguise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She knows better to steer clear from him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she wanted to say fuck off in his face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but she knows that that wouldn't be wise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she wanted to punch his poorly constructed face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but she knows that he's face is too hard to be dented &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she wanted to give him the cold shoulder, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but he keeps popping back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Stop trying to use everyone bitch" she screamed at his burning face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but no response was heard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He's a flirt, she knows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he pervs on pretty girls, she knows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he treats guys unequally, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;guys were thought as just friends, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;girls were thought to be much closer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for someone like him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like the paintings on a clowns face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;his smile was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;another lie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;trying to be nice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;another freak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;another trash &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;another liar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;another blind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;another deaf &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that was him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with another mouth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that shoots without thinking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that was him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and she sweared that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;prove &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bitch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You're not my friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i was blind to see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;a friend in you before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm not making that mistake again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;go away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and dissapear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&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/8416076217678470496-811556211865195240?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/811556211865195240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=811556211865195240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/811556211865195240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/811556211865195240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/insensitive.html' title='Insensitive'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-2613991449921690002</id><published>2008-09-17T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T23:11:24.446+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Another day thinking'/><title type='text'>and everyday was another masquerade parade</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She complained, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;complained to sarah about the people, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;about those &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;those who parade in a masquerade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;those who bore scaly skins &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;those who made the world, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a colder place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and sarah understood &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she knew about this long ago &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that's why she avoided the paraders. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she wanted these thoughts to end &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not the thoughts of hers or melissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but the thought of those, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;those people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There were no known words to sarah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to describe these people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No proper words because everything they do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;would be taken to the extreme, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and all they needed would be a leader &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and the rest would follow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;follow suit and in the end &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a word known as a 'clique'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is formed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;extremist that's what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;people would call them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and it goes overboard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;until the word hatred &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;blossoms into fruits &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and the followers slowly leave them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;realising they have been used &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;used and manipulated &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;people who wears masks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yes that was them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a masquerade parade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'two-faced' sarah called them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'Liars' other's called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but mainly annoying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like puppeters, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they controled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like clouds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they control &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like the above &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they control &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but their regime &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;would be short &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sarah knew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she knew that everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was yet another viscous cycle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;unless someone breaks out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stops the cycle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and the cycle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no longer exists &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;another masquerade parade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;another masquerade parade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;another masquerade parade&lt;br /&gt;another masquerade parade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everyday was another masquerade parade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;another facist &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;another lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;another rose painted black &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;another pretense &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;another scarred face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;another coating &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;another masquerade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;another masquerade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Ok i presume that this is not really good. well my barain ain't functioning nowSo pardon&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the lack of deepness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-2613991449921690002?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2613991449921690002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416076217678470496&amp;postID=2613991449921690002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/2613991449921690002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416076217678470496/posts/default/2613991449921690002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-everyday-was-another-masquerade.html' title='and everyday was another masquerade parade'/><author><name>thereisnolove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16851121839542211915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-424231304099937561</id><published>2008-09-11T18:59:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T20:09:40.478+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Another day thinking'/><title type='text'>The ending of another beggining</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ain't this an appropriate title no? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Exams has ended &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and another one will soon began &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and after that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;another one will come again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and it is the end of the exams &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but another examination will began &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it is the ending of another beggining. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So she sat at the window ledge, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;waiting, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;waiting for what comes ahead &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but she don't know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she doubted, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;questioned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;whether she would be somebody one day, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because she knows, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where she is now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is a place where people would grow up to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;only nothing but average, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the ending of this average period &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the beggining of this average period, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she wants to break out, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but she knows she can't, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she hope she could, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she wanted to be somebody, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but she knows she can't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but can I? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she questioned herself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she stared up at the sky, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the dark clouds covering it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was going to rain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just like the society out there, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everything was dark, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and every day was a rainy day, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where the ray of sunlight, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is only enjoyed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by those who are not average, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the world out there is cruel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and there is no place for averages &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she wanted to stop being an average &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but she doesn't know whether she can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she doubted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the rain came streaking down, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;splattering onto her face, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a streak of blood oozed out of her cheek, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just like society, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where she knows that an organisation is just a name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where you need to look out for yourself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and never trust anyone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or you'll be cut &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cut deeply &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with a gash left upon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;forever to be remembered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just like the cut on her face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the cut told her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that something as innocent as a rain drop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can be deadly, vicious and unforgiving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just like society &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just like society &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why does a word like society exist &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when what it means &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was people of the highest level &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;society has no place for losers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but what have they changed this word into &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she asked herself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she was average &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she knows it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but her classmates sees her as a god &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;someone who could do many things &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but to her, she knew that all these were nothing incredible &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she was in an average class &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;has a average score &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;an average life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everything of hers was average, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nothing of hers was not average &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she wanted to break out of this average &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she needed to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she screamed, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but no sound was heard, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not a single sound, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because the world was cold &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cold and unwarm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the people made the world cold &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;even though global warming is occuring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the people turn a deaf ear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to those of an average &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and you would see the boot lickers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or what Sarah would like to call &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"stuck ups" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;licking onto those above &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so as to "reserve" a seat there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the world was cold &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and averages were left to suffer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a feather came falling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and landed beside her, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;out of place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in the rain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just like me, she thought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she was an average &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but was mixing with the aboves &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all because she wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to get out of the average &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but was it working? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she has become what people in societies would call &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;an outcast &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she felt she doesn't belong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with her current group of friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she knows she doesn't belong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in the class of hers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she was the odd one out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;people looked at her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with one glance and they would go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;weird &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but she doesn't bother &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;about the snide remarks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she wanted to belong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;belong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;belong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why was she an average &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;an average &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of avaerage proportion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she was neither pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nor was she a cheerleader &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sarah was just an average girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just like, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the girl next door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she was the girl next door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and boys dont go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"hey gorgeous" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nor do they go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"get lost monster" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they don't notice her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they don't know about her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she was invisible &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the rain continued to pour &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dissapearing behind the landscape &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;invisble &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just like her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;invisible &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she was invisible &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The below were seen and heard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The above influnces &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but the middle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they remain anonymous &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;unheard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;silenced she prefer to call &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The middle, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they screamed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but no sound was heard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they spoke &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but not a single sound &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they whispered &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and again nothing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nobody heard them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nobody wanted them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;until when a crisis occur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;do they come knocking on the door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;asking for help &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but when sarah needed their help &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they turn away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;flicking their long silky hair at her face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;telling her they had no time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they were busy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but what they had said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sarah knew was true, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they had no time for her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but she had plenty of time for them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Her family was what a girl would call &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;average &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the usual nagging &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the usual scolding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the broken up family &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where a stranger comes in to act as a substitute &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but she knew that a sub &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;could never take her dad's place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she knew that she had taken her dad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for granted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;her real dad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she wished it wasn't true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but it was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she wanted to see him again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;feel him one more time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;talk to him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and feel his love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;even though it was never obvious &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because that was her dad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;her dad that used to love her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;her dad that used to walk her to school &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;her dad that used to sit with her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and just talk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;her dad promised her things &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but she knew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it would never be fulfilled now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she wanted to see him again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she needed him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she closed her eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and made up her mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she was not needed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nobody needed her in the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and she could think of all the positive effects &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if she was gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if she was gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there would be one less person in the world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;someone better would come take her place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if she was gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there would be on less average &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and someone from the above would come take her place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if she was gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;her parents wouldn't need to waste their money on her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and the money would be used &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to make her sister an above &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if she was gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there would be one less person to ignore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and one more person to be noticed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if she was gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there would be one less person to feel the coldness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the emptiness of this world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if she was gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she would be noticed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by her family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and society &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but they would only mourn for a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but it would be enough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if she was gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there would be one less boy left with a broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and there would be one more boy with a heart burning with passion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if she was gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there would be one less person to teach &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and one more middle will attain aboveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if she was gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there would be one less person eating &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and one more person who stop suffering from malnutrition &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if she was gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there would be one less person to appreciate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but one more person to remember &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if she was gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there would be one less person to miss her dad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and one more person to feel his love again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if she was gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if she was gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if she was gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she stood up and leap &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;leaped into the emptiness beneath her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;leap into the unknown &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;knowing the world would be a better place without her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;knowing the world won't be needing her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;knowing that she would not be taking up space &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;knowing that nobody would remember for long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;knowing that the sadness the people would feel when she was gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was only temporary &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and with those thoughts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she landed onto the cold ground below &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;without a sound from her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;without a noise around her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;until the silence was lifted from her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;did the sound of a 'thump' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was heard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and she stayed there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;motionless &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eyes closed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the life sucked out of her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a gash across her cheek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and a smile across her face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;smiling because she knew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;that the world would be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;a better place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;without &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416076217678470496-424231304099937561?l=therewasneverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therewasneverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/424231304099937561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416076217678470496.post-9086042407067041303</id><published>2008-09-10T12:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T18:34:16.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop screwing my future greenview !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes today, last paper of my prelims and i'm not happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;infact i am extremely displeased with my school! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The inefficiency of the school! greenview secondary school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let me give you the details! (the following details are facts based and acitons happening during the time of 9.30- 11.30) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok firstly the seating arrangement was changed based on the different subjects we were taking. Due to this seating arrangement change , i was positioned to sit at the very back of the hall. Trusting in my teachers that they will normally colour the word on the whiteboard on the stage that indicates the time, i was prepared and ready to get a 1 for my food paper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes prepared and ready &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So the paper begin and normal people would scan through the instructions and every detail on the front page. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and yes that's what i did. And the board showed above through my eyes were seen like this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on the left &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Add math paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9.30-1200&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4e1-4e2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Add math paper 9.30-11.30 ( ok this is the old syllabus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[a line seperating this] followed by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DNT 9.30-12.00 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[another line] followed by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ART 9.30-12.30 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yes so that was all i could see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so a normal person's assumption would be ok DNT until 1200 means food is also until 1200 BUT NO!!! there was a lapse in the school efficiency and there was a miscommunication !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I HAVE PROPERLY PLANNED MY TIME TO END AT 11.50 WHEN I SAW THE BOARD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;due to this lapse of communication, i was doing my last essay question on food which was a 15 marks question!! look at the markage, 15 marks a difference of 3 grades !! By then it was 11.25 and i was happily beggining my last question.! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I QUOTE THE NEXT STATMENT IS A QUOTE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;an announcement was made at 11.25 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"ok sec 5 students taking add math you have 5 more mins left* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in my brain it was like ok add math not my problem so i was doing and after that 5 mins later this was the announcemnt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was pretty garbled so i heard something like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*4e3 4e4 food and d&amp;amp;t students 5na add maths students your time is up!* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and at that moment i was freaking stunned! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the board clearly wrote 9.30-12.00 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and you know what i saw next this was what i saw &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on the left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;add math paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9.30-12.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4e1-4e2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on the right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;add math paper 9.30-11.30 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and a pathetic scribble which could be barely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;seen from the back wrote &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;F&amp;amp;N and Dnt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(a line) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DNT 9.30-1200 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ARt 9.30-12.30 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AND I BECAME FREAKING ANGRY ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;turns out the inefficiency was discovered MIDWAY DURING THE PAPER ITSELF!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;which normal person would waste time to look up at the board when you're busy scrawling the answers on your paper! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;YES THE WORST PART WAS THE SCRIBBLING WAS ONLY SCRIBBLED AT AROUND 11++++ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WHICH SCHOOL HAS THIS TYPE ON INEEFICIENCY??!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and yes another thing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;look at the allocation of subjects time above. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Add math on one side and the rest on the other side &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WHICH SCHOOL DOES THIS TYPE OF THINGS??!?!!?!?!?!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;IT DOES NOT BALANCE OUT AND NO DONT GIVE ME THE CRAP ABOUT THE STUDENTS TAKING ADD MATH SITTING ON THE LEFT AND THEY WOULD BE LOOKING AT THE LEFT WHITEBOARD! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'M A LEFT HANDER SO I NATURALLY LOOK TOWARDS MY LEFT AND OBVIOUSLY MY LEFT EYE VISION IS BETTER ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In a society like singapore, where half the population or more is infected with a situation known as myopia &lt;/sp
