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href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04297168233499326030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031997108550263915.post-3350591251282905254</id><published>2009-05-13T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T06:35:56.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>william shakespeare (:</title><content type='html'>I LOVE L .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's got me on my knees ,&lt;br /&gt;beggin baby , baby please .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arts over , tomorrow is d&amp;amp;t paper .&lt;br /&gt;exams over soon and im pretty screwed .&lt;br /&gt;o wells .&lt;br /&gt;i'll get over it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031997108550263915-3350591251282905254?l=momentof-truths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/feeds/3350591251282905254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/2009/05/william-shakespeare.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031997108550263915/posts/default/3350591251282905254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031997108550263915/posts/default/3350591251282905254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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gonna fail .&lt;br /&gt;but , who cares .&lt;br /&gt;ohyeah , PEOPLE ! check out my facebook videos (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap , i'd better start studying .&lt;br /&gt;today , woke upp super early in the morning , texted louis his daily message &amp;amp; lied down on the sofa .&lt;br /&gt;mummy , daddy said to go out to eat together cause they are going to grandma's .&lt;br /&gt;crapped about , my nose bled &amp;amp; later i changed , got out of the house .&lt;br /&gt;reached grandma's but didnt go up cause mummy &amp;amp; daddy said wait in the car or something , louis replied and i was kinda happy (:&lt;br /&gt;started whining cause i was super hungry ,&lt;br /&gt;headed down to the interchange to get some food .&lt;br /&gt;on the way home , started raining &amp;amp; my nose started bleeding again .&lt;br /&gt;im losing alot of blood , rawr .&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how louis looks in his new haircut , haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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(:'/><author><name>Bel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04297168233499326030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8031997108550263915.post-8193289675146952219</id><published>2009-05-08T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T00:22:30.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dont close your eyes , dont say we're not meant to be .</title><content type='html'>sometimes i feel like screaming to you how much i love you ,&lt;br /&gt;but i cant .&lt;br /&gt;its always that fear ,&lt;br /&gt;the annoying little part of me that still wants you near to me even thought you can be next to me .&lt;br /&gt;im still content .&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;going to sentosa now (:&lt;br /&gt;byye :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;me and jolene are send by the school to go for some crap health conference .&lt;br /&gt;haha , ms koh said that it cause we had the healthy image .&lt;br /&gt;then me and jolene was like okay .. and we stared at each other .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;today's paper are science andhistory (:&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh . jiayous L for your papers today .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're just a shadow of what we used to be . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031997108550263915-2211804162575849066?l=momentof-truths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/feeds/2211804162575849066/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-8031997108550263915.post-8700042779753214239</id><published>2009-05-07T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T05:48:09.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it keeps me holding on ;</title><content type='html'>cloud plus (: equals to happy cloud .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is a paradise we've come to cry ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when i open your letter  , the words makes it better , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it keeps me holding on .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i am .&lt;br /&gt;today &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;jiamin&lt;/span&gt; said , well at least you know when you die , there will be a big group of people crying for you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; dying ,&lt;br /&gt;slowly but surely .&lt;br /&gt;when you made a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sacrifice&lt;/span&gt; , you are not actually losing it ,&lt;br /&gt;you are just passing it to someone else .&lt;br /&gt;just so you know , im content with what i have (:&lt;br /&gt;i do not ask for more .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031997108550263915-8700042779753214239?l=momentof-truths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/feeds/8700042779753214239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-keeps-me-holding-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;yeapp its 643 in the morning again :D&lt;br /&gt;todays papers are , mathematics paper and 2 (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh , if you are wondering why i can get on the com so early it is that daddy has been fetching me to school .&lt;br /&gt;yeapp , im now waiting for his call to go downstairs , to wait for him at the shelter :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think exams should just go screw themselves (:&lt;br /&gt;oh , good luck L ,&lt;br /&gt;for your papers (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031997108550263915-4543477348000282167?l=momentof-truths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/feeds/4543477348000282167/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-8031997108550263915.post-6751380940519882894</id><published>2009-05-05T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T15:43:17.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>two hearts , two pairs of sneakers .</title><content type='html'>today ,&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna have english paper 2 &amp;amp; mother tongue paper 1 .&lt;br /&gt;o people ! wish me luck !! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i love L .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;im sorry , but just let me hold on a little longer .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'll let it go someday . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but for now , just let me love you a little more .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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borrowed the stupid david my thermometer .&lt;br /&gt;he was like later return you ar , give me your number .&lt;br /&gt;then he started calling me for no reasons .&lt;br /&gt;during pe , we play a basket ball match with the seniors .&lt;br /&gt;it was like 4-3 and i sprained my ankle  , again .&lt;br /&gt;it was fun though :DD&lt;br /&gt;ohya , then during english it was friggin funny cause we were suppose to correct the grammer mistakes (:&lt;br /&gt;the sentence was like this&lt;br /&gt;i saw the man clutch his heart before fainting .&lt;br /&gt;then yeow liang changed it to , i saw the man clutch his boobs before fainting .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school stayed back for study group with the basketball boys .&lt;br /&gt;when to eat lunch at kou fu .&lt;br /&gt;then we went on a save sharkie misson (:&lt;br /&gt;oh , sharkie is this soft toy shark in 2e :D&lt;br /&gt;we hung down the threads from our class then when we went down to 2e class room we saw it .&lt;br /&gt;we tied sharkie on the rope and threw it down then took it up and threw it down again ,&lt;br /&gt;until some upper sec boys pulled sharkie and the rope broke .&lt;br /&gt;they didnt want to return it so we had to go around the school looking for it .&lt;br /&gt;yupp :D&lt;br /&gt;and chan weiliang's podcast is super funny :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owells,&lt;br /&gt;jiayous people for exam alrights ? love you guys :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031997108550263915-5776045700542388393?l=momentof-truths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/feeds/5776045700542388393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/2009/05/karen-beside-me-post-d-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031997108550263915/posts/default/5776045700542388393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031997108550263915/posts/default/5776045700542388393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/2009/05/karen-beside-me-post-d-d.html' title='karen beside me the post :D  =D'/><author><name>Bel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04297168233499326030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8031997108550263915.post-3636917743786262870</id><published>2009-05-03T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T01:40:24.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>does it feel like i've been holding back ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i love L . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" put the sun block in the day time to block the sun.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i overheard a little boy saying that while he was reading a book (:&lt;br /&gt;he is so aborable :DD&lt;br /&gt;oh , i went to grandma house yesterday .&lt;br /&gt;and i found out i can actually study for hours .&lt;br /&gt;(: yay me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; know that my heart , it beats for you (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031997108550263915-3636917743786262870?l=momentof-truths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/feeds/3636917743786262870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/2009/05/does-it-feel-like-ive-been-holding-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031997108550263915/posts/default/3636917743786262870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031997108550263915/posts/default/3636917743786262870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/2009/05/does-it-feel-like-ive-been-holding-back.html' title='does it feel like i&apos;ve been holding back ?'/><author><name>Bel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04297168233499326030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8031997108550263915.post-7656132211143338216</id><published>2009-05-01T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T08:07:48.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>maybe we're trying , trying too hard .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe , we're torn apart .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello loves :D&lt;br /&gt;yay . godbro's are awesome , they make you smile when no ones there .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ytd , i accidentally cut my little pinky with the pen knife .&lt;br /&gt;im fine , really .&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt hurt .&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt compare to what i went through .&lt;br /&gt;i jumped off the bike remember ?&lt;br /&gt;cause hannie was going super fast .&lt;br /&gt;haha . &amp;amp; i made hannie carry my bag all the way to my bustop :D&lt;br /&gt;a small cut doesnt really compare (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh , happy birthday steppie .&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; happy labour day ? :D&lt;br /&gt;i love L (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031997108550263915-7656132211143338216?l=momentof-truths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/feeds/7656132211143338216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/2009/05/maybe-were-trying-trying-too-hard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031997108550263915/posts/default/7656132211143338216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031997108550263915/posts/default/7656132211143338216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/2009/05/maybe-were-trying-trying-too-hard.html' title='maybe we&apos;re trying , trying too hard .'/><author><name>Bel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04297168233499326030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8031997108550263915.post-6064014866760746321</id><published>2009-04-30T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T07:20:58.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>without you i just cant find my way.</title><content type='html'>you can only go so far before heading back without even knowing it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday mommy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today had english paper one :D&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i was friggin happy :DDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;i love L (:&lt;br /&gt;oh , i think m&amp;amp;ms are awesome :B&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why but i just keep buying them like im addicted to it or something .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roses are awesome too :D&lt;br /&gt;but they just fade away so quickly .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rainbows are pretty ! :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031997108550263915-6064014866760746321?l=momentof-truths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/feeds/6064014866760746321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/2009/04/without-you-i-just-cant-find-my-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031997108550263915/posts/default/6064014866760746321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031997108550263915/posts/default/6064014866760746321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/2009/04/without-you-i-just-cant-find-my-way.html' title='without you i just cant find my way.'/><author><name>Bel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04297168233499326030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8031997108550263915.post-5087468071454278601</id><published>2009-04-29T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T06:46:01.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life has to end , love doesnt .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lost love is still love , it takes a different form , thats all .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you cant see their smile or bring food for them , or comb their hair or move them around the dance floor .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but when those sense weaken , another heightens .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;memory becomes your partner .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you nuture it , you hold it .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you dance with it .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello ! :DD&lt;br /&gt;im happy today ~&lt;br /&gt;yay . i love godbro ! :D&lt;br /&gt;teehees .&lt;br /&gt;he is super nice luh :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today helped in the chinese &amp;amp; english oral .&lt;br /&gt;yeah , wasted time but hey , it was kinda okay .&lt;br /&gt;abit scary , but i got over it .&lt;br /&gt;melissa was laughing at me cause i had to carry the table in a super funny manner cause i wanted to type messages .&lt;br /&gt;haha , yeah i was laughing too .&lt;br /&gt;so in the end i started running with the table , and type my message :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh , tmr is mommy's birthday , happy birthday mommy ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jes wanna see that beautiful rainbow , why not .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031997108550263915-5087468071454278601?l=momentof-truths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/feeds/5087468071454278601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/2009/04/life-has-to-end-love-doesnt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031997108550263915/posts/default/5087468071454278601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031997108550263915/posts/default/5087468071454278601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/2009/04/life-has-to-end-love-doesnt.html' title='life has to end , love doesnt .'/><author><name>Bel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04297168233499326030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8031997108550263915.post-5619616379397344106</id><published>2009-04-28T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T05:46:52.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>until your heart stops beating .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my shadows the only one beside me ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my shallow heart is the only one thats beating .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sometimes i wish , someone out there will find me . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll try ,&lt;br /&gt;im getting there .&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like talking to anyone now .&lt;br /&gt;i hardly feel so alone , with friends and company .&lt;br /&gt;but now , i want to be away from everyone .&lt;br /&gt;everyone is screwing up everything .&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to talk to bestie .&lt;br /&gt;not even him .&lt;br /&gt;just , godbro .&lt;br /&gt;he always makes everything okay .&lt;br /&gt;he makes me smile .&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i just want that for now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you cant hear me , but im still hurt .&lt;br /&gt;and i wish you were here ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031997108550263915-5619616379397344106?l=momentof-truths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/feeds/5619616379397344106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/2009/04/until-your-heart-stops-beating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031997108550263915/posts/default/5619616379397344106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031997108550263915/posts/default/5619616379397344106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/2009/04/until-your-heart-stops-beating.html' title='until your heart stops beating .'/><author><name>Bel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04297168233499326030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8031997108550263915.post-2153812381451708359</id><published>2009-04-25T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T06:00:12.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am dying .</title><content type='html'>i am dying .&lt;br /&gt;as i bravely , gallantly , herocially stumble my way through this post , i am dying .&lt;br /&gt;i dont have as much time as i thought .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just give me enough time to tell him i love him&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031997108550263915-2153812381451708359?l=momentof-truths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/feeds/2153812381451708359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-dying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031997108550263915/posts/default/2153812381451708359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031997108550263915/posts/default/2153812381451708359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-dying.html' title='i am dying .'/><author><name>Bel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04297168233499326030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8031997108550263915.post-4660380520938503421</id><published>2009-04-24T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T05:30:31.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KEEPER .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;im watching you love me , im watching you leaving me now . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;say , what you really feel .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i know you need , something thats real . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i wanna know if i could be  , someone to turn to , that could never hurt you .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know what you think of me ,&lt;br /&gt;you had a breakthrough ,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; now im jes bad news to you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday dearest rebecca .&lt;br /&gt;hope you had a wonderful birthday party with all the fun filled events .&lt;br /&gt;i love you :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031997108550263915-4660380520938503421?l=momentof-truths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/feeds/4660380520938503421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/2009/04/keeper_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031997108550263915/posts/default/4660380520938503421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031997108550263915/posts/default/4660380520938503421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/2009/04/keeper_24.html' title='KEEPER .'/><author><name>Bel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04297168233499326030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8031997108550263915.post-4942080638313465918</id><published>2009-04-23T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T06:27:02.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>keeper .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they dont know that what you love is ripped away .&lt;br /&gt;before you get the chance to feel it . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its always like that , isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why .&lt;br /&gt;i take back every little thing i've said before .&lt;br /&gt;cause im the one that is feeling lost right now .&lt;br /&gt;im sorry , i want you back .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby ,&lt;br /&gt;after all we are meant to be ,&lt;br /&gt;love will bring us back to you and me .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031997108550263915-4942080638313465918?l=momentof-truths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/feeds/4942080638313465918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/2009/04/keeper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031997108550263915/posts/default/4942080638313465918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031997108550263915/posts/default/4942080638313465918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/2009/04/keeper.html' title='keeper .'/><author><name>Bel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04297168233499326030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8031997108550263915.post-848823380559807103</id><published>2009-04-23T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T02:08:44.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>frutips.</title><content type='html'>hello , life is sweet .&lt;br /&gt;english lesson is funn ! &lt;br /&gt;auto moblies and mobile phones are different :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i love L .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031997108550263915-848823380559807103?l=momentof-truths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/feeds/848823380559807103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/2009/04/frutips.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031997108550263915/posts/default/848823380559807103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031997108550263915/posts/default/848823380559807103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/2009/04/frutips.html' title='frutips.'/><author><name>Bel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04297168233499326030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8031997108550263915.post-6921340221941239240</id><published>2009-04-22T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T06:27:36.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>is it half empty ?</title><content type='html'>hello helo ! :D&lt;br /&gt;my typing with some crap board now so yeah .&lt;br /&gt;i cant see . iehogvojrheuivr !&lt;br /&gt;lol .&lt;br /&gt;aaron is gay :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edited at 21:25 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha , hello ! :D&lt;br /&gt;love you godbro (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;oh , went to watch the rugby finals with louis &amp; jing long &amp; two other friends . &lt;br /&gt;godbro was there too ! :D&lt;br /&gt;haha , yeah . &lt;br /&gt;they lost but its alrights :DD&lt;br /&gt;O WELLS . &lt;br /&gt;i guess it was fun (:&lt;br /&gt;but my leg is aching now ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031997108550263915-6921340221941239240?l=momentof-truths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/feeds/6921340221941239240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/2009/04/is-it-half-empty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031997108550263915/posts/default/6921340221941239240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031997108550263915/posts/default/6921340221941239240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/2009/04/is-it-half-empty.html' title='is it half empty ?'/><author><name>Bel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04297168233499326030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8031997108550263915.post-3290892213526043499</id><published>2009-04-21T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T06:49:20.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back home .</title><content type='html'>cause i wanted to take back every little thing i've said before .&lt;br /&gt;im sorry , i want you back . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont know ,&lt;br /&gt;what i was looking for when i went home .&lt;br /&gt;i found me alone .&lt;br /&gt;&amp; sometimes i just need someone to say , you'll be alright .&lt;br /&gt;&amp; whats on your mind .&lt;br /&gt;i'd always thought that i wanted so much more , &lt;br /&gt;now , im not too sure .&lt;br /&gt;cause sometimes , i miss knowing someones there for me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like a burden to you . &lt;br /&gt;im sorry , and i know i'll never be good enough .&lt;br /&gt;i'll never be able to make you happy .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031997108550263915-3290892213526043499?l=momentof-truths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/feeds/3290892213526043499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/2009/04/back-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031997108550263915/posts/default/3290892213526043499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031997108550263915/posts/default/3290892213526043499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/2009/04/back-home.html' title='back home .'/><author><name>Bel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04297168233499326030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8031997108550263915.post-7346736712239608470</id><published>2009-04-20T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T06:33:18.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dont go too far .</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://pcj.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/07/06/nv_nearing_ely_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah .&lt;br /&gt;so heres what happened today , i had history test .&lt;br /&gt;then for art i got scolded for nothing .&lt;br /&gt;got scolded by a chinese teacher for getting joshua micheal dillion to go to av .&lt;br /&gt;dentention for both sec 1 &amp;amp; sec 2 sports class .&lt;br /&gt;won a besketball match 2-1 in 2 mintues .&lt;br /&gt;looked at mr yuen with his funny specs .&lt;br /&gt;done mr yuen's work .&lt;br /&gt;doodled .&lt;br /&gt;uncle dooodled .&lt;br /&gt;took pictures with bestie .&lt;br /&gt;when out with primary school friends .&lt;br /&gt;texted , zhen yue , diao ming &amp;amp; aloysius .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lifes pretty boring ,  but wait till i show you my pretty art work :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031997108550263915-7346736712239608470?l=momentof-truths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/feeds/7346736712239608470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/2009/04/j-love-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031997108550263915/posts/default/7346736712239608470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031997108550263915/posts/default/7346736712239608470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/2009/04/j-love-you.html' title='dont go too far .'/><author><name>Bel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04297168233499326030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8031997108550263915.post-4172617901904207098</id><published>2009-04-18T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T04:16:08.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>againts the wind .</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v353/asterixgfx/freelost.jpg" border="0" width="400" height="267" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just give it time ,&lt;br /&gt;then it'll all become meaningless .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello hello ,&lt;br /&gt;yeah i love this blog skin cause i spent half the day doing it up .&lt;br /&gt;i think that flour and water is the best thing anyone can ever invent :DD&lt;br /&gt;its really fun , not kidding .&lt;br /&gt;and now , i have white and sticky hands (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jes felt like changing for abit , you know .&lt;br /&gt;i'll prove to you i can make it on my own .&lt;br /&gt;times like this , i know i've gotta be strong .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031997108550263915-4172617901904207098?l=momentof-truths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/feeds/4172617901904207098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/2009/04/againts-wind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031997108550263915/posts/default/4172617901904207098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031997108550263915/posts/default/4172617901904207098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentof-truths.blogspot.com/2009/04/againts-wind.html' title='againts the wind .'/><author><name>Bel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04297168233499326030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
