<?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-1208326859242362766</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:34:35.816+08:00</updated><category term='My leg hurst( RANDOME)'/><category term='Fcuk the world.'/><title type='text'>Will you always be with me,to gaze into the stars?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1208326859242362766.post-8723627051008331771</id><published>2009-04-25T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T22:42:42.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have no Title.</title><content type='html'>Firstly, i'm gonna skip all the details of the time since iv blogged and fast forward to thurs. Okay it wa our aop! Wow great huh! We totally had to tear up our OWN proposal! Okay besides that, jason gave us some really meaningful talk. Talked to the sec 3s after that at the b ball court. A little got in i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay fri was like slack slack slack. Study, study study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up today. Went to sch for geog remedial. Cheng is weird.I had a good talk with audy today. And yea, i'm totally shacked. Dont feel like blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, talking to theo now. Ta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-8723627051008331771?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/8723627051008331771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=8723627051008331771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/8723627051008331771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/8723627051008331771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-have-no-title.html' title='I Have no Title.'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-141155804855639712</id><published>2009-04-12T20:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T21:11:46.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With the clear night's sky, rain just started pouring down.</title><content type='html'>Firstly, Happy easter!(: but besides that, its really been fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the time i've had on my hands, i really really just feel so sad. Yea if aless reads the past posts, she'll think im friggin EMO! I'm not okay! anyway, its like, the people that you really care for, simply cast you aside. Really, it really cuts you deep doesnt it? Whats left for me to do. 1: pray 2: Drwon myself in music and stidies( It's not working)&lt;br /&gt;3: Go t St John's island and dissapear. Haha! I'm in loooooovvveee with the place!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what i've done. What did i ever do to end up in the state that i'm in now?&lt;br /&gt;What have i ever done to be treated as nothing but someone that you'll fall back on. Like someone would say, i'm like an ice cream cone, that is cold and sumptiously delicious for 10 seconds. But dissapears and melts forever. Gone. If life was ever like a boat or ever was a story, perhaps i would be drifting and be the protagonsist.What a bitch. Seriously, i don't know why i'm taking all this upon myself. Sometimes i feel that im just alone in the world. Whenever i feel like talking to those two people, the first of whihc i can't bring myself to talk to her and the second, the one i really want to talk to, simply busy. Hais, i mean wth am i supposed to do? Say: " no i wanna talk to you, i'm gonna be fucking inconsiderate and fucking authorative and talk. Now." Well sorry to say this, but thats simply not me to he people whom know me. I feel so bare of myself , besides god, i feel all alone. I just really want all this to end. All my problems, my woes. My life seems utterly meaningless right now. Sometimes i really wonder, what life would be like without me to others. Maybe it'll be better. No more fucking irritance, or soemthing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, when i was watching the movie Get Smart, its supposed to be a friggin comedy, but somehow, i almost cried. everything seems to remind me of what i don't wanna  It reminds me ofthat painful memory which i've been trying to bury. It's really like a scar that not pnly left a mark. But the blood that blows through my heart now. It's so easy to be the one being happy, being the one beong with someonelse, yet we never ever spare a thought for those hurt in the midst. Maybe she never really spared a thought for my feelings. Yea, why woul she have. After all, nobody really cares right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing much i can do now is there? But, hope that she' happy, be envious, be sad, ponder over the scar, or get over the fucking fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea Get Smart really made me sad. Maybe its just me but i couldnt stop watching the show over and over again. With their love being so superficial, so fake, yet like Max would say: " Even though i was accused of something i didn't do, i'm still happy, living my dream.....(blah blah) and most of all having met you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its better to have met her then never to have had. Maybe  that week was but a dream that i lived an now, its finally come an end. With nothing left with me, everything seems to have deserted me. The only person that i could confide in. The only person i've ever felt so hurt over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One after another, these things seem to befall me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-141155804855639712?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/141155804855639712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=141155804855639712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/141155804855639712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/141155804855639712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/04/with-clear-nights-sky-rain-just-started.html' title='With the clear night&apos;s sky, rain just started pouring down.'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-8114043086387403143</id><published>2009-04-11T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T23:44:48.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck the world</title><content type='html'>I live by that phrase seriously, Fuck the world. Anyway, my mum Found out bout my frigging badge haha. Full of shit man. But yea, all i can do is prove to the teachers. I'm loking forward to monday(: Anyway, i found out that somtimes, the people that you appreciate the most, never agknowledge you. Seriosly, i mean like on fri i was so fucking dissapointed in myself and because of her. Really, i felt to fucked up i feel like being ian for a secnd. Really, aww bt who actually gives a shit anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, im looking forward to ULP this juneeeee!!!(: Hahas but for now, gotta concentrate on my studies.(: ULULULULULUPPPPPP(: Yayeee!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speech days' coming up this sat and Jolian got switched out last minute! But not that bad though. Got krisforsen Errrrr! For my parrrrtttner! Haha. My laopo leh!(; Lol im straight! Relax!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was a good start today, i recieved a really great msg from greg this morn. Really lah, we're not meant to be friends greg really. But brothers!(: Haha, so u hang in there and stay happy with  A****y, must intro one day ah!(: Ud better anyway, i have her number! Muhahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my new place alot! With greg and liyang that retarded asshole! Lol, the next 3 weeks are gonne be great!(: Thanks again bro!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my new blog song!!!!(: Thats all for now, till then! Hiatus!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-8114043086387403143?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/8114043086387403143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=8114043086387403143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/8114043086387403143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/8114043086387403143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/04/fuck-world.html' title='Fuck the world'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-1739982815767592027</id><published>2009-04-09T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T22:53:51.953+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fcuk the world.'/><title type='text'>All but a wasted effort.</title><content type='html'>Have you ever felt dissapointed? Well i have. Today has been..a fucked up day to be frank. Firstly sch was great! Cause i fanally decided to be serious and all. I'm really gonna do my best to gain back what i lost. So, went off after sch with mum, then went to play lan with theo and the norm gang. It was fun, bloody and im seriously addicted to L4D Besides that, Aunty Jane sent all of us home whihc was really kind of her as usual. Anwyay, so the moment i came home, i recieve a somewhat and extrememly dissapointing msg. Which i shant reval but with time to come. So i talk to Mr. C on msn. Really, i feel so dissapointed in myself, i don't know how much im gonna be condemned for my fuckin foolish actons. Maybe it was just my wishful thinking. Maybe all this was but never meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, the truth is never good to hear. Whenever i feel like running for the exco which 6 ppl approached me and asked me to join, i just feel so, but there's always something that comes along that blows all that. Maybe i should just quit the council. Maybe that would solve all the problems. Maybe it would. I'll talk to Mr Tuang Bout it on Mon. I really feel so hourless. Left stumped thee with nothing left but myself. Yea, maybe i will. I jst felt so fucked up when Mr C told me the truth. I'm really not gonna care bou all this anymore. Im gonna focus on Red cross and my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you gte ur hopes up high, you're world just falls apart. says (10:30 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*aint i th same as him?&lt;br /&gt;*nobody likes me either.&lt;br /&gt;[[N@th@n13L]] People u meet, they all seem to know u. Even your old friends treat u like you're something new.. says (10:30 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*u would have been the same as him&lt;br /&gt;*if&lt;br /&gt;*u didnt change&lt;br /&gt;*but u have&lt;br /&gt;*term 1&lt;br /&gt;*AJB = poser/ suckup&lt;br /&gt;*thats exactly&lt;br /&gt;*wad **** is&lt;br /&gt;[[N@th@n13L]] People u meet, they all seem to know u. Even your old friends treat u like you're something new.. says (10:31 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*But ur bettre now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just really had to put this up. Nathenial and i have never been close yet when i saw this, i was really touched to tears. Really thank you nat. Seriously. Thanks alot bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beacuase of one small and stupid mistake, my actions. Ohh wad regret i face now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr J: I'v always looked up to you as a mentor, but now really, i feel so shattered by ur words. Maybe this is what you've always wanted. To see me fall. Well, maybe that day will come, maybe it wont. But i won't go down without giving a fucking fight. Cause i never give up. If i can't prove to the teachers that im worthy of getting back my honour, then say what you like. But i tell this to you and Mr. G and Mr. Je, I will get it back. Don't take my words lightly for i mean them. I will get it back. Whatever lines of irresponsibilty, i will prove to you, what my real charactr is. Don't undermine me. Thats all i can say. Be prejudiced against me for all you want. But im sure impartialty is practiced. Do what you want. If you think you guys know my attitude. My trait. I tell you this, it's time you see. Watch. I cannot do anything to change ur mindset towards me. I maybe small, in ur eyes, perhaps nothing. But, this fire that runs through me now. Has been lit up for life.  Watch. And we shall see. With all due respect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-1739982815767592027?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/1739982815767592027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=1739982815767592027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/1739982815767592027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/1739982815767592027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/04/all-but-wasted-effort.html' title='All but a wasted effort.'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-3821794101706210121</id><published>2009-04-03T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T22:48:26.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixture of feelings</title><content type='html'>Hello all! This week has been really quite strange? Yea, its been better form the last time iv blogged. I;ve really been trying to my best extent to be serious and do ym best in allthis, i think its working out pretty okay. I'm gonna make this a short post but yea, thanks you again yea clinton for thats short talk. Anwaym lester chan if ur reading this, i respect u with all my heart really. I salute u with all ym honour. Never ever lose hope and most of all the pride and passion in doing what you do yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People may think what they want, but no matter what, never lose hope in urself okay! U will always have ppl backing you yea! Esp me! U spasitc little bitch!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-3821794101706210121?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/3821794101706210121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=3821794101706210121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/3821794101706210121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/3821794101706210121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/04/mixture-of-feelings.html' title='Mixture of feelings'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-8148326824706433512</id><published>2009-03-27T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T22:58:02.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Realisation is a start.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Dear J____ S__&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;                      I've always looked upon you as a mentor and as someone whom i could always look up to no matter what. I fianally realise the truth behind all this. Trust me, we'll prove you wrong. I made a pormise and i will keep to it. No mattre what happens, no matter what you may say, i will never give up, just as you wouldn't.(: I'll go all the way and as long as i've done my best, i can proudly say that i have done so. Thank you for everthing. Your words really matter. But im gonna show all of you , my dearest nco's that im not what all of you think i am. God bless you for all that you've done(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Dear Yang Tse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;                           Hey there sir!(: thanks you for all that you've said to me today, though it may not seem like much, it really meant alot to me(: Thank you for all that you've done for me and for all that you've said. Your words may no have been the nicest i've heard, but they were truthful and utterly sincere. I look upon what you;ve said as utter advice that i will always keep in mind no matter what! I willkeep to my promise that i have made to you and daniela!!!(: I'll go all the way no matter what happens! Always knwoing that i've done my best in whatever i do! I will never give up no matter what kays! And you too yeah! Whenever you feel sad or depressed, though im your junior, you can always confode in me and Daniela okay!(: God bless you for the great person you are(: Your words really meant alot. Whenever i feel like giving up, i'll always look upon 'em as words of encouragement and motivation!!!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dear Daniela!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;                         Daniela!!!(: As for you as i said for yt! Thx a lot for everthing reall, it really meant alot to know that some ppl actually still believe in me!(:  Thanks a lot!(: As yt sir would call you,  &lt;strong&gt;DAN DAN!!!(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dear C____(:(:(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                  &lt;/strong&gt;Hey hey bro!(: ur right man! I should't let dissapointment and the words of others get me in such a sense!(: It' just not worth it! Always expect the unexpected huh?!(: Thanks a lot yea for listening to all ym bitching and all. And beacause of you c____i salute to lester chan!(: The retard whom i've always thought to be!!!(: thanks for being there for me when i needed someone to confide in. I'll always be there for you too yea!!!(: God bless you c___ u deserve more than you get. I guess il scarpe dying ur hair back to black(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dear G___ S___:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;                                 Yoyo! Remember when i told you that i would change, i really mean it now!(: You'll see it. Il keep to that promise thta i made to two special friends of mine(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Dearest &lt;strong&gt;PIGGY!(: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                  &lt;/strong&gt;Hey there &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;bestie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!(: This week has been tough hasn't it! Well it sure has yeah! Especially today! But thanks to some special people other than yourself, im feeling loads better! Remeber yea, realisation is the hardest thing, but when we do relise it all, everthing will start to fall in place just as it has for me(: Never ever give up kay! I'll always be a lisetening yeat for you as you've always been for me! Never ever give up no matter what challenges we face. Trust god and everythinglse will fall in place! It's not as easy as is sounds! But with you and i being there for each other, we'll get there okay!(: Life is cruel, but reality is reality, its either we get broken, or we break it.(: Like you once said, im now sayin it to ya, when you feel like letting go, il be there to cathc you when you fall(: Never let go okay piggy!  And neither will I(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;God bless you for the great person that you are, good luck for your workshop tomoro and let us face tomoro and whatever challenges it holds okay!!!!(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I've decided, that no matter what happens il live by what someone said, never give up. Small words, a huge meaning. I hope that everyone there's getting along well! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Tag replies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;                   Joey!: Hello there! YEap! I hope your feeling better from last week yea! God bless!!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Theodore: Yea yea whatever!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Wesley: Oh okay okay! Il link you up soon!(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Kang: Yea yea go AWAY!!!(: HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Daniela: Thank you so much for everthing DANIELA!!!!!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Dear god: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;                 Thank you for all that you've done lord. Thank you for blessing me with all ym friends around me, with theur ever undoubting support. Thank you lord for having always been there to guide me when i felt lost lord. Thank you for giving me piggy , who has been there for me whenevener i needed &lt;strike&gt;him&lt;/strike&gt; her! Thank you for belssing me with everthing thta you've ever granted me. For pushing me and helping me to face up to the ultimate realisation whihc without you nor daniela, yang tse sir or PIGGY could i have done say. Lord, bless all of the, and clinton as well for being there for me lord. To guide me along of words of praise in ur name lord. Never will i give up, lord, just like you have never given up on us even in ur darkest hour lord. Thank you lord. I say all this is jesus most holy name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;           Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-8148326824706433512?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/8148326824706433512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=8148326824706433512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/8148326824706433512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/8148326824706433512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/03/realisation-is-start.html' title='Realisation is a start.'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-828749844676882829</id><published>2009-03-20T01:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T01:46:13.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheer up Piggy!(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I dedicate this post, to my close friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Dearest &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;piggy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Friendship is definately asomething that all of us treasure and something that hurts us when it fails. There's too much to be said to be expressed in words. A friend is someone who we can count on when we need help, someone whom we can confide in everything whenever and whatever it is. Fate is a curious thing, yet affinity is an interesting thing. I know how greatly hurt you are by what has happened. Which i shall not say as its confidential yea!(: All i can do here is stand by you in this, life has so much for us to deal with. When i was down you told me, and this really touched me, life has too much for us to deal with &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt;. Everything and everything we do is never enough. Friendhsip is just like a relationship. Its better to have loved, and failed, then never to have loved at all. If you know that you've given your very best in that friendship, that is all you will ever need to know. Failing in something is never important. But to me, Having done your'e very best is what matters most. Whenever you feel helpless not knwoing what to do, ur frens are always here and never forgetting god, who is always there and always will be there for us no matter what situatiosn we're in. If these people don't treasure the friendship between both of you, thne let them be. As long as our conscience is clear, and we've done our best, let'em be. You are an absolutely &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;amazaing&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt; person, so don't be affected by this okay! I really hope that you will get over it, though it won't be easy, if you ever need anyone to confide in, i'm all ears(: Never let the words of others conjure up insecurities in us piggy!(: Never let the untrue words which others speak affect us in anyway! God has everything planned out for us in the best way possible. All we ever need is a little push and someone to guide us along. Whenever your'e feeling down, all of us are here. Whenever you feel lost, god's there to guide you and steer you in the right direction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Whenever we feel helpless, pray and leave the rest to god. Whenever you feel hopeless, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;SLAP &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;yourslef 5 times in the face for thinking that way!(: So piggy, the rest is up to you yea!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Besides that, my whole life has been revolving around red cross. Which i really simply LOVE, and yet again, never forgetting god. Theodore, your're words really touched me!(: Sometimes i feel so scared to go for CYF all over again after like you've said, so long. I feel so greatly intimidated. Maybe what i need now is that light push that god gave you to go for the camp!(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyway, AOP was bull shit all over again, but yes as usual we learned alot like really, not only on how to improve the aop, but how to lead as well. Thanks Elijah sir for that yea! Okay so aop lasted around 5 hrs plus? I had gastric halfway through so Gene made me this concoction of milo and oatmeal( Yummy-licious!) Thanks Gene!(: Had ULP interview after the aop, somehow mine lasted much longer and Jason was there! Hahas. I really express my thoughts better when i pen em down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So yea, guess it went okay, gonna leave it in god's hands!(: The whole sec 3 batch went to play soccer for a while to vent our frustration, pretty cool. Then we walked down to macs at ctrl! And guess who we saw. The Ncos'!! Hahas. They took the bus.=.=" Anyway, some switch in the post. I'm admin now yo! Hahas! Pretty cool, from chairman, chao became admin 2/Ic! Hahas. Now its our turn to slack! ( Not really though! ) Okay anyway, i don't know why i'm still up! Got training later at 830. Only Andy/ Arnold (inside joke) and i are going from red cross.==" Hahas. gonna Hang out with theo and marc after that! Hopefully, i'll be able to go for cyf. Marco's session tomoro. He's gonna be so shacked!(: anyway, thats all for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God Bless You Piggy! And not to forget all of you too!!!(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-828749844676882829?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/828749844676882829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=828749844676882829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/828749844676882829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/828749844676882829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/03/cheer-up-piggy.html' title='Cheer up Piggy!(:'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-8841922565846373966</id><published>2009-03-18T00:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T00:08:59.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel so random yet lost</title><content type='html'>I feel so lost man, its like, all of us are awaying away from each other. Maybe this is hpw i expected it to turn out to be. Maybe im just over reacting! Maybe im just tired. Guess i am!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-8841922565846373966?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/8841922565846373966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=8841922565846373966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/8841922565846373966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/8841922565846373966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-feel-so-random-yet-lost.html' title='I feel so random yet lost'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-8993795960270207031</id><published>2009-03-17T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:20:58.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I like the river, that flows through that river!</title><content type='html'>I like rivers! hahas! anyway, im finally blogging! Have been really busy off late with red cross stuff here and there! hahas anyway, today is my sista's b'dae i dread doing this but still &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMANDA BUAY!!(:&lt;/strong&gt; Hahas, anyway, im gonna keeop this short, hahhas, im glad that she's been happier off late! huh see i was right right Yani!(: HAHAS! Anyway, went to clark quey today, went to some museum and so on, pretty fun and crazy, we met this aussie couple on the boat and staryted having a pretty lengthy conversation!(: its like : Gooday Mate! Aaron replies: That's a way!:D Hahahas! Daniella &lt;strong&gt;Ma' Am and &lt;/strong&gt;Elijah &lt;strong&gt;Sir&lt;/strong&gt; are so bad can?!:D GAng up on me on facebook! Hahas pretty funny though! Anwyay, been talking to piggy off late! She's pretty tired so rest well piggy! hahas, gonna study with Piggy and Jess on Thurs after aop! Yays!:D Okay, gonna spam Daniella Ma'am's Tagboard now! Cheers!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-8993795960270207031?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/8993795960270207031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=8993795960270207031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/8993795960270207031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/8993795960270207031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-like-river-that-flows-through-that.html' title='I like the river, that flows through that river!'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-1588781073414011863</id><published>2009-03-11T10:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T10:15:59.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think i'v gone mad.</title><content type='html'>All i needed was a good night's sleep to reflect upon evrthing that has happened, maybe yea all of us felt sad. Maybe she really wasn't sad. I felt so lost.But maybe now i know how it feels. I'm sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-1588781073414011863?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/1588781073414011863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=1588781073414011863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/1588781073414011863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/1588781073414011863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-think-iv-gone-mad.html' title='I think i&apos;v gone mad.'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-2245172418891813927</id><published>2009-03-10T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T20:57:16.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes i really wonder, am i even trusted? Am i even treated the way i should be? Everyone's all fucking sad and pissed and all fucking emo right? Then why the fuck do they even continue living? I mean everyone can feel sad and all that, but why push others away when they try to show some fucking concern? I'm just really concerned and then sometimes, just listen? If you dun wanna confide in some things then don't. Why do i even ask sometimes when i know im gonna get the same fucking answer.Maybe thats what i'l do next time, just keep quiet, being unconcerned. But could i really do that? Caould i really bring myself to treat my friends and not to mention her in such a manner? A fiasco and misunderstandings that would cause.Maybe im just looking at all this in a wrong manner, maybe what you need is some time alone, but if your'e gonna keep this all to urself, ur gonan blow oneday. Maybe confiding in someone would really help, maybe i really meant those words, i really don't know. I'm really getting my doubts bout some things.  Really im really just so lost. I really just want you to be happy. Is that all too difficult to ask for? Seeing that smile on ur face is the most beautiful sight. Can you give me that much? Can you please be happy? Please? I feel so lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; really wanting to know what she's thinking. I really hope that you'll be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-2245172418891813927?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/2245172418891813927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=2245172418891813927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/2245172418891813927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/2245172418891813927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/03/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-231462229854274747</id><published>2009-03-08T14:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T14:58:51.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm gonna dye ur hair BLACK one day clinton!:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm really random! Okay, so been smsing HER the whole day and then started randomly reading clinton A.K.A Very extremely tapered pants! HAHAS! Yeah then randomly msged him cause i was bored. Okay anyway, had speech day rehersal the day before yesterday! I really love combined training with other cca's i don't know why, but it instills a sense of pride in moi!:D HAHAS! Anyway, Congrats to HER for becoming vice chair! :D Happy and proud of you yeah!(:&lt;br /&gt;Okays so anyway, didnt go for camp cause of some personal reasons, so, 4 days of slacking! Good and bad thing! Hahas. anyway, gonna stop here. Im gonna dye ur hair back to black ONE DAY clinton yeo , i swear. When ur sleeping maybe!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-231462229854274747?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/231462229854274747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=231462229854274747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/231462229854274747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/231462229854274747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-gonna-dye-ur-hair-black-one-day.html' title='I&apos;m gonna dye ur hair BLACK one day clinton!:D'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-4813871963239523937</id><published>2009-03-06T22:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T22:56:54.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>U'll be happier if i just left.</title><content type='html'>Its over. She'l be happier if i just left. Maybe she will be. No, i know she will be. Ftw. Seriously, why must it always be, that we have to give up the things that you love. I never had the guts to say those words, for i loved you too much to tell you that i loved you. Ftw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-4813871963239523937?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/4813871963239523937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=4813871963239523937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/4813871963239523937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/4813871963239523937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/03/ull-be-happier-if-i-just-left.html' title='U&apos;ll be happier if i just left.'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-2641505440068098333</id><published>2009-03-06T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T22:54:19.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-2641505440068098333?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/2641505440068098333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=2641505440068098333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/2641505440068098333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/2641505440068098333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-5594402314162679691</id><published>2009-03-01T18:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T18:53:53.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if i could just say those words..</title><content type='html'>Love is private yet so is life...life is a dream and so is she...life is a kite that flies pile high...life is an ocean that goes sea deep...she is a dream in this fragile life...she is a beauty that blinds that sea...love is a dream...partakes the day..love is passion..that goes in deep..love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e view ohh how lovely..the sea almightly how so swayey..the sun ohh how lovely and the memories ohh how vivid. As i walked along the sandy beaches ...the memories all torn apart by this fatal heart..her eyes..swayed in the clouds and her face in the water..her beauty filled the air and her scent filled my mind...as i looked into the sea..i witnessed a sight of never beheld. a sight of utter beauty. She sat there in the sandy beach..soaking up the sun..filling the air with her everlasting beauty..filling the water with her hypnotic scent..and as she looked at me, my heart jumped. the agonising stare that beheld when our eyes met. Those cold eyes were that of my heart. How cold it was..her start,how scary it seemed.yet how lovely it is. i love her and the facts rein...i hate her as darkness reins...i miss her..like the flowers in the sea...i love her..like the water of the sandy seas..an irony so great..it beholds. love...love..love...hate..hate..hate...lovereins when hatred gains..hatred sways as her love reins...love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i write my blood flows...when i think of her the love lets go..when i see her smile my heart lets go..but when i hear her laughter, my soul goes by..churning the most flawless smile and carrasing that nice soft flawless skin. her eyes were the jewels that brightned up my life..yet i couldn bring myslef to say those words.lost in teptation, yet drowned by regret. I speak the very words that i feel in that one very feeble heart. Cause i juts couldn't say those words, baby cause i love you too much. I slept by the window, starin into the starless sky, for she was that star that brightnened my life. For she was that on person who made me smile. i would do anything yet i could do nothing..when our eyes met, i wishes that moment lasted forever. Those cold hard eyes suddenly seemed so soft and feeble..those cold lips churned a flawless smile...the moment thos words lef your mouth, my heart was yours. The moment i walked away, i lied. Your laughter was the most beautiful sound in the world, and your eyes were the jewels that the stars scream for..your skin was flawless..no matter what he said, i was in love. yet again, lots in temptation..lost in regret oh why the complication , oh such regret..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lying under the stars, i though and thought but it never came. All i could hear was the very&lt;br /&gt;laughter that filled my head..her face, oh such a vivid image in my head..and i was thinking of ways to get inside, for today, we fell in love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-5594402314162679691?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/5594402314162679691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=5594402314162679691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/5594402314162679691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/5594402314162679691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-i-could-just-say-those-words.html' title='if i could just say those words..'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-1584773888318267756</id><published>2009-03-01T18:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T18:15:40.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shrimper-er</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/Sape72r9r2I/AAAAAAAAAF4/dzsFDpg15DY/s1600-h/n625864079_1595543_289061%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308159493194755938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/Sape72r9r2I/AAAAAAAAAF4/dzsFDpg15DY/s320/n625864079_1595543_289061%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/Sape7nwAB1I/AAAAAAAAAFw/xIcgxaoweWc/s1600-h/n625864079_1595561_7605625%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308159489185154898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/Sape7nwAB1I/AAAAAAAAAFw/xIcgxaoweWc/s320/n625864079_1595561_7605625%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/Sape7KqnANI/AAAAAAAAAFo/wycRx_kMV2Y/s1600-h/n625864079_1595559_4976372%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308159481377915090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/Sape7KqnANI/AAAAAAAAAFo/wycRx_kMV2Y/s320/n625864079_1595559_4976372%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/Sape7GIDGEI/AAAAAAAAAFg/PlOhNeo7cBk/s1600-h/n625864079_1595557_5019073%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308159480159213634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/Sape7GIDGEI/AAAAAAAAAFg/PlOhNeo7cBk/s320/n625864079_1595557_5019073%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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&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&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, so an update! Hahas woke up this morn and the first person whom messaged me was none other than...&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YANI!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;  Hahas yeap, so talked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;LOBSTER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;with her fer quite a long time, till know i think! HAHAS! Anyway, i wrote a poem last night. But yea more like a short essay fer someone!:D Hahas ok gonna keep this short. Lots of tests next week! till then!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-1584773888318267756?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/1584773888318267756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=1584773888318267756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/1584773888318267756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/1584773888318267756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/03/shrimper-er.html' title='Shrimper-er'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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/_gddzeNDzcZE/Sape72r9r2I/AAAAAAAAAF4/dzsFDpg15DY/s72-c/n625864079_1595543_289061%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1208326859242362766.post-2990248390822136151</id><published>2009-03-01T13:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T13:22:52.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flag day! and screwing around in sch when noones around!(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SaobkSTjRBI/AAAAAAAAAFY/LnWnKJSmmMo/s1600-h/n625864079_1595044_1879603%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308085421012632594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SaobkSTjRBI/AAAAAAAAAFY/LnWnKJSmmMo/s320/n625864079_1595044_1879603%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/Saoau5b12eI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ta6Zb9ddvNk/s1600-h/n625864079_1595550_22106%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308084503803451874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/Saoau5b12eI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ta6Zb9ddvNk/s320/n625864079_1595550_22106%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That guy in the photo is Greg. My very close friend!!!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SaoausES0aI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHlw7Bv1O3A/s1600-h/DSC00916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308084500215026082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SaoausES0aI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHlw7Bv1O3A/s320/DSC00916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SaoaurPNN1I/AAAAAAAAAFA/6zL6XBUkMYE/s1600-h/DSC00922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308084499992360786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SaoaurPNN1I/AAAAAAAAAFA/6zL6XBUkMYE/s320/DSC00922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theodore and i stuck in the cubicle!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SaoauhEy16I/AAAAAAAAAE4/s8_yD5vm1rk/s1600-h/DSC00918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308084497264334754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SaoauhEy16I/AAAAAAAAAE4/s8_yD5vm1rk/s320/DSC00918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/Saoaubqm3PI/AAAAAAAAAEw/kDmV_c6oyWM/s1600-h/n625864079_1595551_3258082%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308084495812320498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/Saoaubqm3PI/AAAAAAAAAEw/kDmV_c6oyWM/s320/n625864079_1595551_3258082%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In te toilet!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside Novena Church, i was on the phone. 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;at the same time!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-2990248390822136151?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/2990248390822136151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=2990248390822136151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/2990248390822136151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/2990248390822136151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/03/flag-day-and-screwing-around-in-sch.html' title='Flag day! and screwing around in sch when noones around!(:'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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/_gddzeNDzcZE/SaobkSTjRBI/AAAAAAAAAFY/LnWnKJSmmMo/s72-c/n625864079_1595044_1879603%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1208326859242362766.post-9072295007136741886</id><published>2009-03-01T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T00:37:28.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Listless</title><content type='html'>I'm lost, i can't sleep. I feel so helpless. I feel so useless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-9072295007136741886?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/9072295007136741886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=9072295007136741886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/9072295007136741886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/9072295007136741886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/03/listless.html' title='Listless'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-7137037252397207951</id><published>2009-03-01T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T00:16:40.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in temptation, lost in regret.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;lost in teptation, yet drowned by regret. I speak the very words that i feel in that one very feeble heart. Cause i juts couldn't say those words, baby cause i love you too much. I slept by the window, starin into the starless sky, for she was that star that brightnened my life. For she was that on person who made me smile. i would do anything yet i could do nothing..when our eyes met, i wishes that moment lasted forever. Those cold hard eyes suddenly seemed so soft and feeble..those cold lips churned a flawless smile...the moment thos words lef your mouth, my heart was yours. The moment i walked away, i lied. Your laughter was the most beautiful sound in the world, and your eyes were the jewels that the stars scream for..your skin was flawless..no matter what he said, i was in love. yet again, lots in temptation..lost in regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-7137037252397207951?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/7137037252397207951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=7137037252397207951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/7137037252397207951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/7137037252397207951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/03/lost-in-temptation-lost-in-regret.html' title='Lost in temptation, lost in regret.'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-8191686264426870829</id><published>2009-02-28T22:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T09:38:36.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A mixture of feelings oh what a contradiction, oh what a complication.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The hardest thing is knowing something, but not being able to speak your mind. Able to confess something that you've always wanted to. Whys my life full of contradictions? Maybe the ans. will come sometime soon. i hope. Very soon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Okays, enough of my sorrows, the week has been pretty fruitful or i would say very. Hahas. But all these things keep popping up in my life. Why?!D: Hais, anyway, to add on to my note, i would like to say that,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;YANI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;has been like really the best lah!(: hahas so yani stay happy okays! Like i said, no matter what you go through never give up! Never think lowly of whatever you do! Like i bet the person whom recieves your &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;POEM &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;will be very happy okay! Cause he/she will definately know that you've put your heart and soul into that one very special piece of Yani-licious work yea! HAHAS! New word!:D As long as you've put ur heart and effort into doing something, it will be the best of its kind. And im DEFINATE that you did!(: So stay happy my most dearest friend whom i love talking &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SHRIMP &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so thursday and friday were relatively special and good!(: Hahas fri was quite okay, im gonna give it my best shot to be pandan marker for this year's speech day! Hahas even though im prolly not gonna get it. Chao thinks hes gonna get it hahas so yea! I wish him all the best!:D Anyway, i've been feeling pretty down lately cause of some crappy stupid and pointless reasons, i think when fatique gets to me i go emo. like now! HAHAS! Anyway, been talking to Yani like ALOT!(: hahas which i undoubtedly enjoy(DUH?)(: HAHAS anyway, shall tell you guys more bout today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had flag day today! HAHAS it was pretty unorganised in the morning, a better location for the collection would be better i would say,anyway, i had mannnnnnyyyy things to do. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1: Get my IC done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2: Get the kiddy cologne thing for shannon and myslef(damn nice can!:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3: Meet Yani at evergreen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Okay so i started the day with all these in mind, got most of it done except for the last one. WHIHC I MADE UP FOR IT!(: hahas, didn't meet Yani cause she had to rush home ( WHIHC I'M NOT ANGRY OR ANYTHING WITH!) hahas. Collected tin went to lavendar. So long , so sian. Had the thing done, then went to novena with &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Greg&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bryan!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hahas thanks you guys for following me all the way there yeas! hahas we collected a while. while texting Yani, then decided to call her. HAHAHAS so while they were doing the stuff i was slacking off for 30 min? HAHAS! Anyway, Really nice la she! Huh YANI!(: Anyway, then &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MARCO, DYLAN and &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IAN! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Joined us soon after! Followed by the imfamos Poser MAHT( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Theodore &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Tan) and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Sarvin! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HAHAHAS. and thts where the hunt began. We went off to bk then marco, sarvin and I followed theodore somewhere. Then decided to go KFC. Okay, then we sat down all had food sarvin, dylan and marco in the other table. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GREGORY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hey aaron , that gal over theres hot leh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Aaron: Huh greg did you just say that the assumption gal was hot?( SHOUTING)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Theodore:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Hey greg got one more left at the counter leh. We follow you lah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*assumption gals* stare at us with distatste. And we laugh damn loudly and greg hides his face.Okay , then part 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron: Eh want ice fight not? We shoot then ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Theodore: Sounds like a plan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but before that, marc throws a fry at me, i get pissed. We start, theodore and i ciao ran to the toilet. Cause they were getting up. We ran into one cubicle and locked the door. Pics ltr!(: HAHAS wad could 2 guys with a cup of ice and lots of tissue do in one cubicle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest came, dyaln and sarvin started throwing wet tissues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron: Theo, we'r never gonna get out. Take a mouthful of ice, wer breaking through.( We throw a few cubes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Theodore: Set. Lets do this brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;then we open the door, spit ice at the people surrounding us(marco, dyl, ian and greg) We ciao, they give chase, i crossed the road, theo dissapeared. We re -planned,went square 2, took greg as "POW" HAHAS damn lame sia. then theo and i ran all over the place damn fun sia. Reaaally nice. Damn crazy!(: HAHAS! Then in the end, went to united square, played with some toy shit and ciaoed back to amk. Then mrt-ed down to Toa payoh, to gte my kiddy crap. Had tuition said bye and all and oh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;Theodore tan almost killed me today! &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bastard, pushed then pulled me on the escalator, then one lady was like AH! then shouted at us. bitch. Anyway, yea. Smsed yani later in the afternoon and evening again. Thats all for now!&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/1208326859242362766-8191686264426870829?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/8191686264426870829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=8191686264426870829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/8191686264426870829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/8191686264426870829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/02/mixture-of-feelings-oh-what.html' title='A mixture of feelings oh what a contradiction, oh what a complication.'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-5925073687087656223</id><published>2009-02-27T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T22:31:31.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This post is specially dedicated to YANI!</title><content type='html'>Song for Whoever:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Heaton/Rotheray)&lt;br /&gt;I love you from the bottom, of my pencil case&lt;br /&gt;I love you in the songs, I write and sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you because, you put me in my rightful place&lt;br /&gt;And I love the PRS cheques, that you bring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheap, never cheap&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing you songs till you're asleep&lt;br /&gt;When you've gone upstairs I'll creep&lt;br /&gt;And write it all down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Shirley, Oh Deborah, Oh Julie, Oh Jane&lt;br /&gt;I wrote so many songs about you&lt;br /&gt;I forget your name (I forget your name)&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too&lt;br /&gt;I forget your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love your from the bottom of my pencil case&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you never ask me why&lt;br /&gt;I love to write about each wrinkle on your face&lt;br /&gt;And I love you till my fountain pen runs dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep so deep, the number one I hope to reap&lt;br /&gt;Depends upon the tears you weep, so cry, lovey cry, cry, cry, cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Cathy, Oh Alison, Oh Phillipa, Oh Sue&lt;br /&gt;You made me so much money, I wrote this song for you&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this song for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me talk about Mary, a sad story&lt;br /&gt;Turned her grief into glory&lt;br /&gt;Late at night, by the typewriter light,&lt;br /&gt;She ripped his ribbon to shreds &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yani: Remember my dearest gal, always be happy and yes the song is specially dedicated to you. In whatever life brings us we must never be affected by them. Red cross and ur studies are all secondary, but once again as i say, u being happy and always keeping that smile on ur face is the most important okay! U light up all our lives with ur bubbly character so stay happy and nevere forget that you will always have this baddie here whenever you need help and a shoulder to cry on kays!:D Like the song goes, you can change the characters in the story, yet always keep doing what you seek pride in and that that always make you happy! Keep going no matter what happens! And nevere ever forget that when you ever feel like giving up, continue to live on if not for yourself, for your family and ur frens who love you so much okay! They'l always be there whenever you need them! And, take care of urself! Don't fall ill with some flu etc! If u never need help all of us are here so never ever feel that you're all alone in this! Don't ever!:D Continue to stay happy Yani!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-5925073687087656223?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/5925073687087656223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=5925073687087656223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/5925073687087656223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/5925073687087656223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-post-is-specially-dedicated-to.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;This post is specially dedicated to YANI!&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-1570572014438095553</id><published>2009-02-20T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T23:45:07.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Listless.</title><content type='html'>Is all this really necessary? is life raelly such a pain? Why is it that when i want to do my best for something, theres always something preventing me from doing so? Ftw thats all i can say. Bloody teachers think that just cause wer slcs we mut be perfect. Fuck them. Ftw..Dun we deserve the rights of whats right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red cross, im completely listelss. I did my best. but they weren't pleased. I have no choice but to endure. ftw. only now do i know how it feels.&lt;br /&gt;To be helpless. Defenceless Only able to endure. Why do they make it so difficult?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i onder to myslef. Why do i endure all this. what am i doing all this for, Why are they doing this? Why is j**** doing this. The one person that i respect the most. Why does he have to put me through all this shit. Maybe its true. Listless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-1570572014438095553?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/1570572014438095553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=1570572014438095553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/1570572014438095553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/1570572014438095553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/02/listless.html' title='Listless.'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-666575797341684315</id><published>2009-02-17T12:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T12:29:07.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is the rock that pierced my broken heart?</title><content type='html'>Tagged by Tan Jiawei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;001. Real name → &lt;strong&gt;Aaron James Buay &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;002. Nickname(s)→ Air-run, short.&lt;br /&gt;003. Star sign → Gemini&lt;br /&gt;004. Male or female → Male&lt;br /&gt;005. Primary School → St. Gabriel's Pri Sch&lt;br /&gt;006. Secondary School → St Gabriel's Secondary School&lt;br /&gt;007. JC/Poly → N/A&lt;br /&gt;008. Hair color → Black/ brown&lt;br /&gt;009. Long or short → Mid length&lt;br /&gt;010. Loud or Quiet → NOISY&lt;br /&gt;011. Sweats or Jeans → Jeans&lt;br /&gt;012. Phone or Camera → Camera&lt;br /&gt;013. Health freak → Define&lt;br /&gt;014. Drink or Smoke? → Drink.&lt;br /&gt;015. Do you have a crush on someone? → Yes&lt;br /&gt;016. Eat or Drink → Drink and eat.&lt;br /&gt;017. Piercings → None.&lt;br /&gt;018. Tattoos → None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER?&lt;br /&gt;019. Been in an airplane→ yes&lt;br /&gt;020. Been in a relationship → yes&lt;br /&gt;021. Been in a car accident → No&lt;br /&gt;022. Been in a fist fight → yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS:&lt;br /&gt;023. First piercing → none&lt;br /&gt;024. First best friend → Penn Goh&lt;br /&gt;025. First award → Primary 2&lt;br /&gt;026. First crush → Sec 2 (a serious one?)&lt;br /&gt;028. First vacation → New Zealand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LASTS:&lt;br /&gt;029. Last person you talked to → Theodore Tan&lt;br /&gt;030. Last person you texted → Marco&lt;br /&gt;031. Last person(s) you watched a movie with → Theodore, marc and ian.&lt;br /&gt;032. Last food you ate → Sandwhich&lt;br /&gt;033. Last movie you watched → Wanted&lt;br /&gt;034. Last song you listened to → Naive orleans&lt;br /&gt;035. Last thing you bought → Chocolate waffles.&lt;br /&gt;036. Last person you hugged → Random?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVES:&lt;br /&gt;037. Food → Calamari&lt;br /&gt;038. Drinks → Bubble tea&lt;br /&gt;039. Clothing → Jeans&lt;br /&gt;040. Books → Steph Mayer&lt;br /&gt;041. Musics → Metro station&lt;br /&gt;042. Flower → Orchid&lt;br /&gt;043. Colors → Black, white&lt;br /&gt;044. Movies → Transformers&lt;br /&gt;045. Positions → Depends.&lt;br /&gt;046. Subjects →  English, geography, history, social studies, emaths, chemistry, physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN 2008, I&lt;br /&gt;047. [ ] Kissed in the snow&lt;br /&gt;048. [x ] celebrated Halloween&lt;br /&gt;049. &lt;strong&gt;[x] had your heart broken &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;050. [x] went over the minutes on your cell phone&lt;br /&gt;051. [x] someone questioned your sexual orientation&lt;br /&gt;052. [x ] came out of the closet&lt;br /&gt;053. [ ] gotten pregnant&lt;br /&gt;054. [ ] had an abortion&lt;br /&gt;055. [x] done something you've regretted&lt;br /&gt;056. [x] broke a promise&lt;br /&gt;057. [x] hid a secret&lt;br /&gt;058. [x] pretended to be happy&lt;br /&gt;059.&lt;strong&gt; [x] met someone who changed your life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;060. [x] pretended to be sick&lt;br /&gt;061. [x] left the country&lt;br /&gt;062. [x] tried something you normally wouldn't try and liked it&lt;br /&gt;063. [x] cried over the silliest thing&lt;br /&gt;064. [x] ran a mile&lt;br /&gt;065. [x ]went to the beach with your best friend(s)&lt;br /&gt;066. [x] stay single the whole year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTLY:&lt;br /&gt;067. Eating → nothing&lt;br /&gt;068. Drinking → My own saliva?&lt;br /&gt;069. I'm about to → Study&lt;br /&gt;070. Listening to → Acceptance-different&lt;br /&gt;071. Plans for today → Get another chocolate waffle!&lt;br /&gt;072. Waiting for → My fingers to type finish this note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FUTURE:&lt;br /&gt;073. Want kids? → yes&lt;br /&gt;074. Want to get married? → yes&lt;br /&gt;075. Careers in mind → Lawyer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER WITH GIRL/BOY?&lt;br /&gt;076. Lips or eyes → eyes&lt;br /&gt;077. Shorter or taller? → Depends&lt;br /&gt;078. Romantic or spontaneous → Spontaneous&lt;br /&gt;079. Nice stomach or nice arms → Either&lt;br /&gt;080. Sensitive or loud → Mild&lt;br /&gt;081. Hook-up or relationship → Relationship.&lt;br /&gt;082. Trouble-maker or hesitant → trouble-maker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;083. Lost glasses/contacts → No( dont wear them)&lt;br /&gt;084. Ran away from home → no&lt;br /&gt;085. Hold a gun/knife for self defense → Used a knife but not for self defense&lt;br /&gt;086. Killed somebody → You won't see me if I did.&lt;br /&gt;087. Broken someone's heart → Yes.&lt;br /&gt;088. Been arrested → No&lt;br /&gt;089. Cried when someone died → Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;090. Yourself → Obviously.&lt;br /&gt;091. Miracles → yes&lt;br /&gt;092. Love at first sight → Yes&lt;br /&gt;093. Heaven → Yes&lt;br /&gt;094. Santa Claus → No&lt;br /&gt;095. Sex on the first date → No&lt;br /&gt;096. Kiss on the first date → Depends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;br /&gt;097. Is there one person you want to be with right now? → Yes&lt;br /&gt;098. Are you seriously happy with where you are in life? → Quite&lt;br /&gt;099. Do you believe in God → YES&lt;br /&gt;100. This is the 100th and last. → Yes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-666575797341684315?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/666575797341684315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=666575797341684315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/666575797341684315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/666575797341684315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/02/where-is-rock-that-pierced-my-broken.html' title='Where is the rock that pierced my broken heart?'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-3184921208375553763</id><published>2009-02-17T09:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T09:56:26.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I live beacause you believe.</title><content type='html'>Well hello everyone, i killed my blog like 3 days ago, but cldnt bear to let it die! So though i may only blog like once a week==" im gonna give this blog my all! Nic i won't give up! Well, have been having some problems lately in sch. Well my life's been fucking screwed up with bitches whom i thought to be friends. pls just get utta my fucking life. Fucking betrayers. Backstabbers. Theodore, marc, dylan, ian im really ssorry if i haven't been a very good friend lately, feel that i ahvent been spending enough time with you guys. Well all tht'a gonna change okay!(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, sch's been ok, made some good friends in E6, like theodrore TANIE! HAHAS bitch la he. Well ok so lets give a brief update on what iv been up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was okay, except for some shitty fire drill and a really really bad misunderstanding. Marc, bro we are and always will be best friends, i'l stick by you whenever you need me! Stay happy man!Nway, cleared it up before rc. OK RED CROSS, it was ok, tough and tiring and apperently , i have some shity rash. So cldn't do Footdrill but nvm that. Jason had a really good chat with me, &lt;strong&gt;Thanks jason for all ur advice!&lt;/strong&gt; Yea he's a really really great guy! So, went home aft tht, shacked, nervous for th comp the bext day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, competition day. Met the guys in sch at like 645==" ok we mrted down to dohby ghaut. Bused to fairfield methodist sch. Ok shall skip the boring details and pen my thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the other schs scream in joy made me feel so envious. Jealous. Angry, yet happy. We went there for the experience but when i saw the other sch's, it made me scared, jealous and angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole thing was over, said buaii to yk, chao and khoobs, bused down to dohby with tiong, zhwng kai and kai siang left us there. And suddenly, THEODRE TAN appeasrs out of nowhere, bastard damn funny man. Went to peninsula, bought my bag and went home. Thats when i fell sick. Mum and sis came home but was asleep. Was rnning a fever. Laringitist. Sle[t till morn. Woke up feeling shitty. Tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had tuition in the morn, went back to chiltern after lunch, where kaofoo joked a lot!! LOL fun family lunch.HAHAHA studied the whole aft. Went back to pelajau in the evening for dinner. Mum and aunt ju prepared a jap FEAST HAHAS, while i waitched some chinese show with grandada for 4 hrs?(: LOL! Dinner and byes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok sch was normal.Geog was fun, mr cheng isnt tht bad a teacher after all, actually hes really quite nice! HAHA ok then during chinese and chem, theodre passed me some "rations" then ashraf threw it back like some monkey. YAY wa chinese, damn funny. Slack yet not slack. POA, ms chua's nice! HAHA im beginning to like my new perspective of life! Saw the doctoer, got mc for tues. A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok here i am! HAHAHA sick now!(: Anyway, new blog new life, new skin, new stuff. Doing maths now, blog some other time! TATA and TAGGGGGGGGGGG!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-3184921208375553763?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/3184921208375553763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=3184921208375553763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/3184921208375553763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/3184921208375553763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-live-beacause-you-believe.html' title='I live beacause you believe.'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-1506982157473681207</id><published>2009-02-07T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T22:23:52.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sobre.</title><content type='html'>Hello all! HAHAS fnally dow to blogging again! Life's been good, i chnaged seats! So now i sit next to ashraf Lol! Fun(: So this week's been pretty fast, had seminar and camp yesterday at sentosa! Great job i would say and a job well done to all the leaders!!!(: Anway, we didnt slp last night! YAY! Screwed around at 3e6 class room which was left open credits to marco, so anyway, went to the prata shop at arnd 3am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'v been feeling so down over the past few days..something in this plain life is missing.Anyway, new blog skin, new people, chnages. Anyway, cliffords been feeling pretty down too. Cheer up man cliff! Like i said, when god closes one door he opens another! Cheers!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-1506982157473681207?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/1506982157473681207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=1506982157473681207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/1506982157473681207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/1506982157473681207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/02/sobre.html' title='Sobre.'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-5976552799447621698</id><published>2009-01-31T23:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T00:11:21.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomnesss!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SYR3fBw6t1I/AAAAAAAAAEo/4QLn05ic9is/s1600-h/n625864079_1465420_911%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; 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margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SYR1-KUUwoI/AAAAAAAAADI/wxgjUrqBdO4/s320/n625864079_1465378_8774%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297488772476486274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SYR19uqwBjI/AAAAAAAAADA/tB3ge7A-y24/s1600-h/n625864079_1465370_5737%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SYR19uqwBjI/AAAAAAAAADA/tB3ge7A-y24/s320/n625864079_1465370_5737%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297488765054354994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SYR19UJ70EI/AAAAAAAAAC4/joA3tXAJ6_4/s1600-h/n625864079_1465369_5041%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SYR19UJ70EI/AAAAAAAAAC4/joA3tXAJ6_4/s320/n625864079_1465369_5041%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297488757937393730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIRST OF ALLL!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY IANEEEE! STAY STRONG AND STAY HAPPY YEA!!!!!(:&lt;/strong&gt; hahas ok the boii is finally 15!!!(:HAHAHAHHAA wel always be frens for a donkey years to come yea!!(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE THE SONG SEVENTEEN FOREVER!!BUT TOO BAD MY SIS SINGS IT ALL THE TIME;D!!!(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-5976552799447621698?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/5976552799447621698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=5976552799447621698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/5976552799447621698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/5976552799447621698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/01/randomnesss.html' title='Randomnesss!!!'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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/_gddzeNDzcZE/SYR3fBw6t1I/AAAAAAAAAEo/4QLn05ic9is/s72-c/n625864079_1465420_911%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1208326859242362766.post-5246211798711379593</id><published>2009-01-31T22:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T22:24:31.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seventeen FOREVER!!(:</title><content type='html'>Metro station- Seventeen Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are young and so am I&lt;br /&gt;And this is wrong&lt;br /&gt;But who am I to judge?&lt;br /&gt;You feel like heaven when we touch&lt;br /&gt;I guess for me this is enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're one mistake from being together&lt;br /&gt;But let's not ask why it's not right&lt;br /&gt;You won't be seventeen forever&lt;br /&gt;And we can get away with this tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are young and I was scared&lt;br /&gt;You're wise beyond your years&lt;br /&gt;But I don't care&lt;br /&gt;And I can feel your heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;You know exactly where to take me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're one mistake from being together&lt;br /&gt;But let's not ask why it's not right&lt;br /&gt;You won't be seventeen forever&lt;br /&gt;And we can get away with this tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Will you remember me?"&lt;br /&gt;You ask me as I leave&lt;br /&gt;"Remember what I said?"&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how could I&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how could I forget?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're one mistake from being together&lt;br /&gt;But let's not ask why it's not right&lt;br /&gt;You won't be seventeen forever&lt;br /&gt;And we can get away with this tonight......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-5246211798711379593?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/5246211798711379593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=5246211798711379593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/5246211798711379593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/5246211798711379593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/01/seventeen-forever.html' title='Seventeen FOREVER!!(:'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-4085468500585212597</id><published>2009-01-31T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T22:12:48.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recceeee turn playround part 2!!!!(;</title><content type='html'>HAHahs ok so hello evey one! As i was saying! Theo and the guys left earlier yto go for cyf! Which i did not go for!!D= AAHAHAHAHA so anyway, we first started off with beach soccer &lt;strong&gt;in the rain&lt;/strong&gt; which was damn spastic and stupid!(: Lol then pun went to start playing with the water and soon all of us joined in!(: including me!(; keane and i started off and soon ow joined us!!! LOL damn spastic sia starte playing ball and all that and i got damn high!(: started tacking ppl and all that. &lt;strong&gt;IANNNNNENENENENE JOINED US!!!COurtousy of keane and I! cheers keane!!(:&lt;/strong&gt;So yea kean pun ow and i swam over to some other island and found some really cool stuff. Ow and i had some leg cramp.Damn lucky that i didnt die!(:hahs so anyways, went over ian's dad's hotel to eat dinner!&lt;strong&gt;thanks ian!(:&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA reached home at 10 plus lol or 9 dunnoe!(: hahahs Did some stuff camp proposal stuff and slept. LOL &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY THEODORE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;hahahs yeap it was my bestie's birthday(one of) stay happy theodore! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas ok so today was relatively boring studied the whole day and got a scolding from grandma. So yea feel kinda shitty now. Cause china teacher wants to come tomoro. Damn it la so damn pissed now. Cant even go to church bcasue of that. Why must these people do this shitty stuff. **** la. anyway, this is gonna be the last time thta im gonna miss church ok. Seriously. Ok im gonna stay happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This msg is to someone who will nvr read it. Thoe u know hu yea!(:&lt;br /&gt;She never meant to make you said.she never meant to do what she did. she never meant to end that beloved frenship.you want the best for her theodore and im sure that she undoubtedly agknowledges that. Just remember theodore, that in the darkest hours of our lives, god will always be there for us. And never forget that you have us to confide in. Never forget that we will always be there for ya. When al fails, god is there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you feel like giving up, believe in her and believe in youself.Never ever give up. Your frenship will hold. Wen you think that to save all the memories and that its better to give up now, never ever think that way. the moments will always stay deep within both of ur hearts. Build ur frenship and take her kind off things. Deep in ur heart and even ours, we know that you have the ability to chnage her life. You have brought joy to our lives theo and continue to!(: She treasures ythe relationship that you guys share! And continue to treasure it!!!!!(: HAHAHAHS yeap!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-4085468500585212597?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/4085468500585212597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=4085468500585212597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/4085468500585212597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/4085468500585212597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/01/recceeee-turn-playround-part-2.html' title='Recceeee turn playround part 2!!!!(;'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-747590907459795477</id><published>2009-01-31T13:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T13:16:37.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Receeeeeeee turn playround!(:</title><content type='html'>HAHAS hello everyone! finally blogging again! Ok so class has been alrighty, and the asshole shit head jacky finally changed his seat! So damn happy!(:anyway, the week was Damn boring except for fri!!(: HAHA ok so woke up at 5 on fri bused over to marcos place again! Haha we met and went to 711 to buy so stuff to munch on! We were all spastic all over again! So reached sch after which we ate the usual maggie! and theo came! &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY THEODORE!!!!!!!May ur troubles go away with the celebration of ur bdae!&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA i gave the bday boy the bdae bash!(: HAHAS Bought him 2 levis shirts courtousy of marco and myself! Anyway, the sch was kinda boring! THY didnt come again and yea FREE PERIOD! Anyway, need ta go now will blog again later abt the rest of the day!(: Cheers!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-747590907459795477?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/747590907459795477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=747590907459795477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/747590907459795477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/747590907459795477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/01/receeeeeeee-turn-playround.html' title='Receeeeeeee turn playround!(:'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-812617574465040992</id><published>2009-01-28T17:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T18:01:48.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love&amp; Hatred.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;the view ohh how lovely..the sea almightly how so swayey..the sun ohh how lovely and the memories ohh how vivid. As i walked along the sandy beaches ...the memories all torn apart by this fatal heart..her eyes..swayed in the clouds and her face in the water..her beauty filled the air and her scent filled my mind...as i looked into the sea..i witnessed a sight of never  beheld. a sight of utter beauty. She sat there in the sandy beach..soaking up the sun..filling the air with her everlasting beauty..filling the water with her hypnotic scent..and as she looked at me, my heart jumped. the agonising stare that beheld when our eyes met. Those cold eyes were that of my heart. How cold it was..her start,how scary it seemed.yet how lovely it is. i love her and the facts rein...i hate her as darkness reins...i miss her..like the flowers in the sea...i love her..like the water of the sandy seas..an irony so great..it beholds. love...love..love...hate..hate..hate...lovereins when hatred gains..hatred sways as her love reins...love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-812617574465040992?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/812617574465040992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=812617574465040992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/812617574465040992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/812617574465040992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-hatred.html' title='Love&amp; Hatred.'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-3356599527818485077</id><published>2009-01-28T17:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T17:36:44.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving it!(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SYAm-A8m_qI/AAAAAAAAACw/pyPLHYHNMRA/s1600-h/IMG_3275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SYAm-A8m_qI/AAAAAAAAACw/pyPLHYHNMRA/s320/IMG_3275.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296276008635661986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SYAma28_XkI/AAAAAAAAACo/cXRLPQZnViI/s1600-h/DSCF0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SYAma28_XkI/AAAAAAAAACo/cXRLPQZnViI/s320/DSCF0020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296275404657483330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had my heart, and we'll never be worlds apart&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in magazines but you'll still be my star&lt;br /&gt;Baby 'cause in the dark you can't see shiny cars&lt;br /&gt;And that's when you need me there&lt;br /&gt;With you I'll always share because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;When the sun shine we'll shine together&lt;br /&gt;Told you I'll be here forever&lt;br /&gt;Said I'll always be your friend&lt;br /&gt;Took an oath, I'mma stick it out 'til the end&lt;br /&gt;Now that it's raining more than ever know that we'll still have eachother&lt;br /&gt;You can stand under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;You can stand under my umbrella (ella ella eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella (ella ella eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella (ella ella eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella (ella ella eh eh eh eh eh-eh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2:]&lt;br /&gt;These fancy things will never come in between&lt;br /&gt;You're apart of my entity&lt;br /&gt;Here for infinity&lt;br /&gt;When the war has took his part&lt;br /&gt;When the world has delt it's card&lt;br /&gt;If the hand is hard together we'll mend your heart because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;When the sun shine we'll shine together&lt;br /&gt;Told you I'll be here forever&lt;br /&gt;Said I'll always be your friend&lt;br /&gt;Took an oath, I'mma stick it out 'til the end&lt;br /&gt;Now that it's raining more than ever know that we'll still have eachother&lt;br /&gt;You can stand under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;You can stand under my umbrella (ella ella eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella (ella ella eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella (ella ella eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella (ella ella eh eh eh eh eh-eh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[bridge:]&lt;br /&gt;You can run into my arms&lt;br /&gt;It's okay, don't be alarmed&lt;br /&gt;Come into me&lt;br /&gt;There's no distance in between our love&lt;br /&gt;So gonna let the rain pour&lt;br /&gt;I'll be all you need and more because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;When the sun shine we'll shine together&lt;br /&gt;Told you I'll be here forever&lt;br /&gt;Said I'll always be your friend&lt;br /&gt;Took an oath, I'mma stick it out 'til the end&lt;br /&gt;Now that it's raining more than ever know that we'll still have eachother&lt;br /&gt;You can stand under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;You can stand under my umbrella (ella ella eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella (ella ella eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella (ella ella eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella (ella ella eh eh eh eh eh-eh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ya read the lyrics, ul find something new man! apparently amy morrow has been visiting my bloggie! Hello amy aka fren of sissie!(: cheers!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was forced to put tat pic of my sis by the way. Geez.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPATIC &amp; Random!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-3356599527818485077?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/3356599527818485077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=3356599527818485077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/3356599527818485077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/3356599527818485077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/01/loving-it.html' title='Loving it!(:'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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/_gddzeNDzcZE/SYAm-A8m_qI/AAAAAAAAACw/pyPLHYHNMRA/s72-c/IMG_3275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1208326859242362766.post-3632232802889034070</id><published>2009-01-28T16:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T17:11:30.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WAKAKAKA!(: i love PIE!(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SYAf00QdHrI/AAAAAAAAACg/hrpyJGhl9d8/s1600-h/IMG_3268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SYAf00QdHrI/AAAAAAAAACg/hrpyJGhl9d8/s320/IMG_3268.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296268154029022898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SYAfW6484FI/AAAAAAAAACY/8RofYl_u1A0/s1600-h/IMG_3242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SYAfW6484FI/AAAAAAAAACY/8RofYl_u1A0/s320/IMG_3242.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296267640413413458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SYAfCCz1aTI/AAAAAAAAACQ/8PiDHl8Un68/s1600-h/IMG_3212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SYAfCCz1aTI/AAAAAAAAACQ/8PiDHl8Un68/s320/IMG_3212.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296267281762183474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SYAeZxdwy0I/AAAAAAAAACI/2lOvDzpnZaE/s1600-h/IMG_0903_thumb%5B1%5D%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SYAeZxdwy0I/AAAAAAAAACI/2lOvDzpnZaE/s320/IMG_0903_thumb%5B1%5D%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296266589911436098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SYAeOTs05zI/AAAAAAAAACA/G5cU2AbBISU/s&lt;br /&gt;1600-h/P1020174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SYAeOTs05zI/AAAAAAAAACA/G5cU2AbBISU/s320/P1020174.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296266392942995250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA some pics over the LOOOOOOONGGGGGGGGGGGG weeeekend(: ahhas anyway, had sch today! DUH! Kay, msged melissa in class! looks like someones a bad girl huh!?(: haha and! Thy didn come thy=toh hui yan ! HAHA so had like 2 free periods. Jacky and stepehn ciaoed class while me and joey the GUAI ones stayed behind with the rest. Marco! Etc. OHHH and i woke up at 5 today and met marco at 545 at his block! Damn fun sia OMG lol like damn funny and spastic! took the long way to try and see someone! BUT didn't!!(: lol bused to sch! took the back way where we laughed our arses off early in the morning! Lol waking up early was worth it man!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL anyway, had maggie in sch in the morn. where we sat down and discussed some serious matters after the early morn baganza! Lol ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back to the joey part. Ok so he took my phone acting all innocent and all! Went to read me msgs and took mel's no. SORRY FOR THAT!(: haha then we played and all that. Damn freaking spastic. shall take pics tomoro if tohy does not come!(: HAHA thats all for now! Marco jacky and i are goin SHOPPING at topman tomoro! MUHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!(: lol gonna buy me baggie and the shirts!(: Well ciao all!!!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-3632232802889034070?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/3632232802889034070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=3632232802889034070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/3632232802889034070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/3632232802889034070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/01/wakakaka-i-love-pie.html' title='WAKAKAKA!(: i love PIE!(:'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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/_gddzeNDzcZE/SYAf00QdHrI/AAAAAAAAACg/hrpyJGhl9d8/s72-c/IMG_3268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1208326859242362766.post-5557108809879548484</id><published>2009-01-26T22:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T22:58:59.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Believe.</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone this is somewhat of a random new year "affirmation"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theodore: Bro, you have been a really great and best fren for the past two years! Having known you has been a really great thing. Be it the good or bad times that we've been through. We are and always will be beste frens!!!(: continue to persever and carry on achieveing like you have in np, slc and sports leaders! you're a really swell guy! And when u feel down always remember that you have all of us to confode and reside in yea!!!(: remember that life has been brought upon all of us and we should appreciate it..remember when her beauty fell of how you were dumbfounded..remember of the love that was deep in your heart..remember of thos that recide deep in thou soul..theo..dun ever give up..believe..let go..let god. kay?(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marco: BUDDY!!! HAHAS!!! U are the man! HAHAHA u like theo have ben a bestest fren for the past two years and for another two! HAHA uv been there for me to confide in when iv been feeling emo and all that..and for the poem..&lt;em&gt;mt eyes decieve the beauty i recieve..my soul believes in the lies of thy sees..my ears hear the sound of the waves and the beat of her heart..my legs feel the ground..do cold and lovely..like the organ in my soul...we met in silence...and grieved in silence..the loghts of the gate and the air of that still room..only love confesses...only the sould detests...only beauty resitless.only love..content.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian!: IANEEEEE!!! HAHAHA you rock the shit outta red bull man dude! Remember that even in times whereby you feel like giving up wel always be there! Remember that when u feel that its never gonna happen THINK of HER!(: &lt;br /&gt;you're destined to be toghether and she deserves you one hella lot man! continue to persevere yea!!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dylan: Sick shit!! HAHA best fren ya rock man! Lol having been there for me like the rest of them! Remember that in times like this or in whatever situation you are in, belive in god. let it go boii! and that oerefect perosn is near..maybe even sitting on MY sofa;D HAHAHA and dylan like i said always believe in what you think is right...always fight for the truth and what you think is true!!!!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa: MELLLLL hahaha let this year be one of COMPLETE solitare for you!! Study study study! lol! even in youre darkest moments! HAHAHA il always be there for ya to be spastic with kk!?(: Lol! stay happy girlie!!!(: like youve always been!(: and if you ever need a listening ear il be more than happy to be that!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alessandrae: Yes thanks a lot for smacking my back like once. Almost killed me fyi...hahaha stay happy dun be emo...u make the people arnd ya happy and continue to do that! Be it in cyf or in sch. OHH and tell me when you and mark.D are together yea?! HAHA im so gonna die for this.. LOL when you feel emo and sad. Believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gregory: GREG!!hahah! known each other for 4 years plus now i think! Lol uv been a great fren always been there for me to confide in! Haha when u need a listening ear just know that im always here! Study hard this year and if ya need any help that i may offer just tell me ya!(: ahaha!(: see ya soon fwen!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathenial: NATNTA i know ur not reading this but il write it down anyway! uv been a good fren aways there to shit me up when i dun need it! ASS! haha anyway, continue to strive for excellence in whatever ya do and press on ass face!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha guys! Its been great and all but im finally gonna give it up..i know that shes in good hands...i know that shel be happy..with that. i believe in that guy. That he will make her one happy gal.(: Iane! i take my leave my frennn!! its all u to ya now!!!(: Keep eblieveing..keep loving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-5557108809879548484?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/5557108809879548484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=5557108809879548484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/5557108809879548484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/5557108809879548484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/01/believe.html' title='Believe.'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-4435429177621249189</id><published>2009-01-24T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T23:57:24.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ain't goin away..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SXs436dKU0I/AAAAAAAAAB0/0UKmajLFXYg/s1600-h/IMG_0903_thumb%5B1%5D%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SXs436dKU0I/AAAAAAAAAB0/0UKmajLFXYg/s320/IMG_0903_thumb%5B1%5D%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294888320139678530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why can't i stop thinking of her...her very face..lies my fate...my very existence...i think of nothing but to see her...why...her face recides deep in my mind...don't let it stop..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love the lyrics of this song...really describes how i feel now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Archuleta-Crush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hung up the phone tonight&lt;br /&gt;Something happened for the first time deep inside&lt;br /&gt;It was a rush, what a rush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the possibility&lt;br /&gt;That you would ever feel the same way about me&lt;br /&gt;It's just too much, just too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I keep running from the truth?&lt;br /&gt;All I ever think about is you&lt;br /&gt;You got me hypnotized, so mesmerized&lt;br /&gt;And I've just got to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever think when you're all alone&lt;br /&gt;All that we can be, where this thing can go?&lt;br /&gt;Am I crazy or falling in love?&lt;br /&gt;Is it real or just another crush?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you catch a breath when I look at you?&lt;br /&gt;Are you holding back like the way I do?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm trying and trying to walk away&lt;br /&gt;But I know this crush ain't goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;br /&gt;Goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has it ever crossed your mind&lt;br /&gt;When we're hanging, spending time girl, are we just friends?&lt;br /&gt;Is there more, is there more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See it's a chance we've gotta take&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I believe that we can make this into something that will last&lt;br /&gt;Last forever, forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever think when you're all alone&lt;br /&gt;All that we can be, where this thing can go?&lt;br /&gt;Am I crazy or falling in love?&lt;br /&gt;Is it real or just another crush?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you catch a breath when I look at you?&lt;br /&gt;Are you holding back like the way I do?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm trying and trying to walk away&lt;br /&gt;But I know this crush ain't goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;br /&gt;Goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I keep running from the truth?&lt;br /&gt;All I ever think about is you&lt;br /&gt;You got me hypnotized, so mesmerized&lt;br /&gt;And I've just got to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever think when you're all alone&lt;br /&gt;All that we can be, where this thing can go?&lt;br /&gt;Am I crazy or falling in love?&lt;br /&gt;Is it real or just another crush?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you catch a breath when I look at you?&lt;br /&gt;Are you holding back like the way I do?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm trying and trying to walk away&lt;br /&gt;But I know this crush ain't goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;br /&gt;This crush ain't goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;br /&gt;Goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;br /&gt;Goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;br /&gt;Goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'v never had this feeling before...not then but now..this..is ...love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-4435429177621249189?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/4435429177621249189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=4435429177621249189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/4435429177621249189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/4435429177621249189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/01/aint-goin-away.html' title='Ain&apos;t goin away..'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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/_gddzeNDzcZE/SXs436dKU0I/AAAAAAAAAB0/0UKmajLFXYg/s72-c/IMG_0903_thumb%5B1%5D%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1208326859242362766.post-2741987486125061476</id><published>2009-01-24T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T22:11:12.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLOOOOO!</title><content type='html'>hahas helloo everybody!! Fianlly blogging again!(: Anwayes, the week has been terrific so far! New class is great! Jackys' and asshole but besides that everything good!(: hahahahaha! Last nights cyf session was GREAT! Helped out in the storing of the many many many oranges, cutting and opening and opening the boxes. think i cut myself like 6 times?(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!! Anyway, i'v finally found her. That special someone(: hahas shall save the DETAILS!!!But anyway,haha il be waitng...but here's a little insight of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;her face what a sight it was..her voice..was the only sond i could hear..her eyes were the only stars i could see...and her heart was the only one i longed for...As as i watched and admired her breathtaking beauty from afar..her laughter oh so wonderful...could be heard from the "heavens" as i departed from that fateful place...so did my heart..when she spoke the angels' sang and when she laughed the echoes could be heard all round..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The beauty that blinds..this feeling i feel now is undescribable..i long for it yet i can't...i wait in the silence and sleep in the violence..the war of love is one of utter contpempt...the war of the heart is one of utter...content.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok thats all i shal reveal for now(: hahas anyway, went out with mum and sissie todae(: hahas, went over to novena square today(: wanted to get that band like thingy but couldnt find it!!): haha anyway, bought two tees at cotton on!(: yayes...hahas lol shall add some photos of tomoro's reunion dinner!(: hehe anyway, went for evening mass today(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is private yet so is life...life is a dream and so is she...life is a kite that flies pile high...life is an ocean that goes sea deep...she is a dream in this fragile life...she is a beauty that blinds that sea...love is a dream...partakes the day..love is passion..that goes in deep..love...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-2741987486125061476?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/2741987486125061476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=2741987486125061476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/2741987486125061476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/2741987486125061476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/01/hellooooo.html' title='HELLOOOOO!'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-5390500018935622574</id><published>2009-01-18T16:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T16:29:16.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHAHAHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SXLoSDMj4WI/AAAAAAAAABs/2IklXZw1fR8/s1600-h/P1020179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SXLoSDMj4WI/AAAAAAAAABs/2IklXZw1fR8/s320/P1020179.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292547908907032930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SXLn7Yy0JvI/AAAAAAAAABk/32kVU8Y32jE/s1600-h/P1020211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SXLn7Yy0JvI/AAAAAAAAABk/32kVU8Y32jE/s320/P1020211.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292547519567636210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SXLnmK1EwaI/AAAAAAAAABc/rqcGPyvxudg/s1600-h/P1020192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SXLnmK1EwaI/AAAAAAAAABc/rqcGPyvxudg/s320/P1020192.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292547155041763746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SXLnDJlHu6I/AAAAAAAAABU/VsxPeHkGKbE/s1600-h/P1020174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SXLnDJlHu6I/AAAAAAAAABU/VsxPeHkGKbE/s320/P1020174.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292546553410993058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SXLmndv10dI/AAAAAAAAABM/4l7rcpSsMrQ/s1600-h/P1020164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SXLmndv10dI/AAAAAAAAABM/4l7rcpSsMrQ/s320/P1020164.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292546077788328402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahas been a lazy weekend for me, was sick half the time!):HAHAHa anyway, went to church this morn, went for mass with gio! Lol ok he's super random and a pure idiot. Ok so it was damn funny sia! Father luke was talking bout people sleeping in church etc. and at tht moment GIO woke up!! God's fate!!(: Hahaha anyway yea it was fun and fruitful. After which i went for cat class!!! Haha finally saw martin, julian, melvin, and the other girls again!(: Haha anyway, this year's confirmation year. SO, wer divided into 3 class ONLY lol, ok im in arch-angel(: YEA! haha with theo and the other people!! YAYEE!!!(: Went over to pelajau after that, had lunch then came back to study for poa and maths tests!!(: haha anyway, here are some pics from yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh and went to nayang Jc for the scholarship ceremony lol! Sat near Ryan, Sylvester and wei jue sir!!!  HAHA talked a lot of cock with him!(: anyway, the pics!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-5390500018935622574?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/5390500018935622574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=5390500018935622574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/5390500018935622574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/5390500018935622574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/01/hahahahaha.html' title='HAHAHAHAHA'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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/_gddzeNDzcZE/SXLoSDMj4WI/AAAAAAAAABs/2IklXZw1fR8/s72-c/P1020179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1208326859242362766.post-4955625559378814627</id><published>2009-01-16T20:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T20:59:01.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SXCEcpYo_1I/AAAAAAAAABE/F-jOTEceTA0/s1600-h/n625864079_1397495_8993%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SXCEcpYo_1I/AAAAAAAAABE/F-jOTEceTA0/s320/n625864079_1397495_8993%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291875189840740178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SXCEGvCsCyI/AAAAAAAAAA8/IOZ_rmYB-HA/s1600-h/n625864079_1397497_9749%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SXCEGvCsCyI/AAAAAAAAAA8/IOZ_rmYB-HA/s320/n625864079_1397497_9749%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291874813402155810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ok im feeling really shtty right now cause of some stuff..Firstly, i'm really kinda pissed right now or so i was a moment ago. Jason Hoon has always been a mentor, a role model to me and in my eyes, a mentor la. LOL..ok so anyway,he has really been a great guy and still is. Hais though i was feeling kinda pissed with him just now and all that, iv decided to let it go..i;m gonna give it my best in red cross and in SLC, if i don't get a high post in red cross then so be it. Everyone has a role to play in bringing the unit up!(: and in SLC if i dun make it to exco then so be it!(: I'll leave it in god's hands(: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so anyway, jason! Cheer up! Ul always have ur juniors behind u!(: If ur ever feeling down just jy kk!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahas ok anyway, &lt;strong&gt;I'm SICK!(:&lt;/strong&gt; anyway, gonna go to queensway with Jared and Wesley tomoro! YAY!(: Anyway got tuition tomoro morn followed by some award giving ceremony..==" Hahas! anwyay, will blog ltr on when im feeling better! OHHH got some pics that are damn spas and random!!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-4955625559378814627?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/4955625559378814627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=4955625559378814627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/4955625559378814627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/4955625559378814627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/01/let-it-go.html' title='Let it go...'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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/_gddzeNDzcZE/SXCEcpYo_1I/AAAAAAAAABE/F-jOTEceTA0/s72-c/n625864079_1397495_8993%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1208326859242362766.post-4919133249694249489</id><published>2009-01-14T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T21:03:13.309+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My leg hurst( RANDOME)'/><title type='text'>SPASTIC!(:</title><content type='html'>Haha hello everyone!!(: anyway, iv gotta say that im proud that iv been keeping to my mottoe: to be spastic throughput the week!(: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so went out with selina, theo, ian and julia on tues!(: went over to vivo cause the gals waned to do something. Anyway, the guys and i spent most of our time at the roof area!(: damn random anyway, it was fun! Haha and sch's beggining to get more and mroe fun! Wayne and i have become like good friends again after a long seperation period since pri sch! AWW!&lt;em&gt;I LOVE PIE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so went over to PS today with mother, she wanted to get some shoe. Yea so anyway, saw the dickies bag and wanted to get it, but mummy felt it was gay so i'm gonna get the Yak &lt;br /&gt;Pak!! YAY! hahas anyway, went to m1 where we waited friggin long.=="! hahas. OK, ian's gonna hve his trials tomoro so &lt;strong&gt;GOOD LUCK BRO!!&lt;/strong&gt; Ok, gonna hve FDC training tomoro! YAY! Lol anywyay, thats all for now&gt;&lt; Cheers people!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-4919133249694249489?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/4919133249694249489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=4919133249694249489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/4919133249694249489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/4919133249694249489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/01/spastic.html' title='SPASTIC!(:'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-8931375196535487360</id><published>2009-01-11T18:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T18:25:18.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RANDOMNESS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;Its over&lt;/s&gt; Anyway.. yea its over guys.(: and somehow i seem pretty happy cause now im free and single again! Whipee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So anyway, hanged out with sissie and mum the whole day!(: Wanted to buy a hoodie but decided not to..lol. Ok as i said on face book, me resoulution for the week is to be spastic and RAnDOM!Whoo!(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, got a new blog skin and new song etc! Credits to dylan and my sis! Cheers guys. Anyway sch tomoro, And collection of O lvl's results! Good luck to all the sec 4s! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway gonna add some shit to my blog and all that.(: cyf gathering at botanical gardens next sat!!(: Don't know if i can make it though. Anyway, got loads of RC trainings this week! Gonna give it my best. Chees guys and remember to tag! cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-8931375196535487360?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/8931375196535487360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=8931375196535487360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/8931375196535487360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/8931375196535487360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/01/randomness.html' title='RANDOMNESS!'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-7139985435810767671</id><published>2009-01-10T23:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T23:53:19.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Her..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok! Shall start from yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;9th Jan 2009:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Went fot CYF with the guys!! Made some new friends.. they're really great peopele. Ok shall save the details for l8r. Anyway, went to macs after the session met someex gabrielites. Oh and before the session ian dyl and i drank 1 1/2 cans of redbull. !WHOO! So after the session dyl chased me but i got away. YAY! Anyway, ian and i were random-ing and ran from macs to the mrt station like 3 times.&gt;&lt;!   anyway lol like got really high. So bus-ed over  to marco's. CAM WHORED! LOL! yea shall upload the photos ltr!! Ok reached home arnd 12 plus. Thats all, i think   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life...the reality and the sensuality..the aginy and the irony..she was there where i had her. fate . It never once had me there..if she's reading this..the pain is seething in..the pain so great.. screams out into the night..the hate so great..my mind makes it all so fake..the blood seeps into the dead...rotting and spitting for my love so great...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289688896053691906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SWjABmWbxgI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OCMxWFE6cBo/s320/n625864079_1377421_8631%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I don't see whats the problem.. as i bleed my heart out she's ther ,laughing. hais maybe its just the mood swintgs that comes with all the stress. Let time heal it. Cheerios for now guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289690009954818370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SWjBCb9KGUI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HvOfXAN_GVE/s320/n625864079_1377412_5599%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OHH and i missed the mustard seed session today!! DARN IT! hais oh havent blogged bout my day!=="!!!&gt;&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289691308105284402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SWjCN_8WOzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/BsQq6LcDCRA/s320/n625864079_1377408_4567%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had flag day today. woke up at 630 met the RC peeps at arnd 715 in the sch. went to amk. Sollected the stuff. Went for lunch with wen ping sir, andy sir and tiong. DAMN spasctic can!!&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Iv got church tomoro!! Mass with gio!!&gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a id="myphotolink" href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1377394&amp;amp;id=625864079"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a id="myphotolink" href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1377394&amp;amp;id=625864079"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-7139985435810767671?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/7139985435810767671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=7139985435810767671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/7139985435810767671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/7139985435810767671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2009/01/missing-her.html' title='Missing Her..'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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/_gddzeNDzcZE/SWjABmWbxgI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OCMxWFE6cBo/s72-c/n625864079_1377421_8631%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1208326859242362766.post-5504709787599459002</id><published>2008-12-28T12:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T12:42:50.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;She was in my midst in my grasp..a friend i had and he blew it..i loved my friend..he was deeply treasured..but hwy did he do it? I still ask my self that very question..he meant no harm but got me into such an *ed up situation..the anger boils beneath me in my heart..***** is born here...the wind blows in my face..as the hatred flys and and anger cries..and so i let it go...just to say this..if u ever read this Alessandra..I'm Sorry..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And after all that i shall now blog bout thue weeks events.&gt;,&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Wens: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Chrsitmas eve!(: hahas nothing much besides the presseys.&gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thurs: Chrsitmas Day!!(: Merry X'mas all!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Fri:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ok....went for badminton today!(: marco tell ur grandma to take care ya!(: Anway the guys had a stayover at Marco's place..and thats where the fateful tragedy and one that heart a very innocent girl badly..all for what? For the sake of fun. Anyway while the guys were busy screwing around at marco's i didnt stay haha so i audied. and audied.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Sat:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Ok so got ta see my sister again.. yea and  spent the day at g'dad's place...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I'm hurt with guilt..my fate is sealed...she got hurt for my folly..i trusted that potent person..the nonsense he wrote and i pay for his *ed up mistake..she is angry and the right she has to be...i have faith in him..the support for him to change...he is treasured.. right now i cry in the shadows..i live with sorrow....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Ok guys, will blog again when i feel better.&gt;&lt; &lt;strong&gt;My sister says&lt;/strong&gt; "she likes beans and toads and bread and Edward Cullen and vampires and frenkenstein as well as red apples!" ( OHH GOD!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/p&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/1208326859242362766-5504709787599459002?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/5504709787599459002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=5504709787599459002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/5504709787599459002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/5504709787599459002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2008/12/she-was-in-my-midst-in-my-grasp.html' title=''/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-5814923551196564690</id><published>2008-12-26T20:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T20:35:36.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;My life was justt a shadow...i lived in the shadow and howled when the trees wellowed..i seek her..i loved her..but my life was torn apart by the sadness and agony spilling down..how gloomy the sky was yet the morning sun shone like her eyes in my life...beautiful she was. I never wanted to cry like the howl of the wind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-5814923551196564690?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/5814923551196564690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=5814923551196564690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/5814923551196564690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/5814923551196564690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-life-was-justt-shadow.html' title=''/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-5983594304843214702</id><published>2008-12-24T17:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T17:21:50.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello evryone! Finally got around to blogging. Shall blog bout the weeks event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mon:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Well  went out with the guys. badminton at hougang cc after which we all headed down to theo's place for din. AND i got grounded when i came home hooray! But managed to get my sekf outtta the thing somehow(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tues:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Went out again for badminton. This time it was at Ponggol CC. Did some major flaming to someone called____ anyway had fun went home. Went to collect my pants AGAIN! Came back home and audied again!yay!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas dinner later tonight later at my gdad'a place. Pressys! YAY!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-5983594304843214702?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/5983594304843214702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=5983594304843214702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/5983594304843214702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/5983594304843214702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-evryone-finally-got-around-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-579249709193563005</id><published>2008-12-22T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T00:26:20.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well guys back at last..had fun at grandad's place hah! Anyway came back home and started audining imidiately(: Well talking to the guys now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Bday to NIC!!(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-579249709193563005?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/579249709193563005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=579249709193563005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/579249709193563005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/579249709193563005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2008/12/well-guys-back-at-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-766131845673049638</id><published>2008-12-21T13:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T13:23:56.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Very &lt;s&gt;early&lt;/s&gt; Birthday to Nicholas!! And marco and ian! Good luck for ya &lt;s&gt;interesting&lt;/s&gt; Mustard Seed essay!!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-766131845673049638?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/766131845673049638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=766131845673049638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/766131845673049638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/766131845673049638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-very-early-birthday-to-nicholas.html' title=''/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-2174854303612273927</id><published>2008-12-21T11:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T12:05:04.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well ,hello everone!(:  Ok so here i am blogging, and typing out my  10000 word essay( crdeits to Jing Ni Ma'am) Well my days' gonna be pretty boring, going to play with the twins later on.(: Well my sis is coming back on fri for good( finally) gonna be loads of nagging and im already getting my ipod read with music. (block out the noise) ;D anyway, christmas is almost here! yay! But that also means that schs' starting soon! Awww.. haha anyway gotta be back in sch on the 29th for some Red Cross stuff regarding our post. And gonna be in sch again on the 30th for the OGL briefing..lookig forward to those two days!(: orientation camp on the first day of sch. And theres' a camp!! Yay! Orientation also means skipping lessons(: a good and bad thing i suppose. I'm missing UIP! Well thats all for now! Oh yea wait. on fri we had the sec 1 registration. HAHA had so much fun messing around with Clinton and Argatesh!! Bloody joker(inside joke) :D Haha yea went over to Ian's after that. Won't go into details but Ian i'm sorry. Glad its all over!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-2174854303612273927?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/2174854303612273927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=2174854303612273927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/2174854303612273927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/2174854303612273927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2008/12/well-hello-everone-ok-so-here-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-6902284846892670769</id><published>2008-12-21T01:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T01:16:58.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And nicholas Wadvere the thing is always know that ur frens are there for u! Cheer up dude!No problems' too great for you to solve! All of us have problems but we overcome it so keep going!! (: I wanna skate.;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-6902284846892670769?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/6902284846892670769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=6902284846892670769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/6902284846892670769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/6902284846892670769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-nicholas-wadvere-thing-is-always.html' title=''/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-761147955087004930</id><published>2008-12-21T01:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T01:02:55.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday doomer(:</title><content type='html'>Well im gonna telleveryone on wad iv been doing for the past 2 or so mths..slacking arnd with the guys, red cross!!! and now slc..gotta go back to sch on the 29th and 30th..the new sec 1s are..(speechless)well il blog again when i think of something(: cherios ppl(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-761147955087004930?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/761147955087004930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=761147955087004930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/761147955087004930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/761147955087004930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday-doomer.html' title='Holiday doomer(:'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-5683046986304128951</id><published>2008-12-21T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T00:38:10.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A vivid image of my life...poetry</title><content type='html'>The lights of dawn flash by the sky..the roars of thunder fill the air..yet the cries of anger oh how sound..ur eyes so bright like the eyes in those darn skies..ur lips so pale like juliet's fatal kiss...oh how oh how will thy   love so much..my sorrows and anger burn the air..my tears and sadness..dry the oceans..yet how oh how thus thy love so great...oh how oh how will my anger fade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love potry. But im too lazy to type all of it out(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-5683046986304128951?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/5683046986304128951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=5683046986304128951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/5683046986304128951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/5683046986304128951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2008/12/vivid-image-of-my-lifepoetry.html' title='A vivid image of my life...poetry'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-6816478439556650800</id><published>2008-12-21T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T00:31:00.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UIP 08(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SU0dVaN5TTI/AAAAAAAAAAU/lYvOBEu9xFA/s1600-h/IMG_0319%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281910191627521330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SU0dVaN5TTI/AAAAAAAAAAU/lYvOBEu9xFA/s320/IMG_0319%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evac Spec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well Uip was definately a great experience(: All of us have grown and learned as mentees to our dear trainers!! More pics up soon!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Course Photo(:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281909966511591666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gddzeNDzcZE/SU0dITmE0PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dbbyAxnVxUY/s320/IMG_0375%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-6816478439556650800?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/6816478439556650800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=6816478439556650800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/6816478439556650800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/6816478439556650800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2008/12/uip-08.html' title='UIP 08(:'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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/_gddzeNDzcZE/SU0dVaN5TTI/AAAAAAAAAAU/lYvOBEu9xFA/s72-c/IMG_0319%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1208326859242362766.post-2490552489593640384</id><published>2008-12-20T18:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T18:30:27.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To fight to the death..or to turn against the sands of time my brother...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-2490552489593640384?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/2490552489593640384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=2490552489593640384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/2490552489593640384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/2490552489593640384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2008/12/to-fight-to-death.html' title=''/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-8962666572119287259</id><published>2008-12-20T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T18:15:58.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well people here i am again with a new skin and evrything. Credidts to nicholas!!Ok lets start from the 13th of dec..Had UIP camp OMGGG!!Haha finally saw all my loved sirs ma ams and uip mates!Had loads of fun during the campfire..AOP after it was all over..my key appointment hoders and i were all super stressed out..but me being the most(:..next day was the day..DP. DP went well though we didnt do really well all of us learned lods of stuff!(: POP!:( Said gbye to all my frens!Argh miss u guys! And now today..collected my sch pants frm the taylor.(had them tapered)XD went over to my g'dad'a place and am still here blogging.hahas! Thats all for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-8962666572119287259?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/8962666572119287259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=8962666572119287259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/8962666572119287259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/8962666572119287259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2008/12/well-people-here-i-am-again-with-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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-1208326859242362766.post-1651683495401414916</id><published>2008-11-22T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T22:20:08.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday--22/11/08</title><content type='html'>Hello people! Decided to create a blog today out of randomness! Well now.. lets talk about the day...had the last day of the SLC/OGL camp..woke up at around 530=.=":) haha yeas washed up and strted joggin woth the grp! LOL Samual was like so funny! Crapped around till breakfast thn headed back..Anyway lets fastforward...Had Mr loengs wedding! Went to theos hse and strted crapping around..headed over to the church where i finally saw the man! Lol!he looks better without glasses..Talked to ex classmates etc etc..went over to uncles plac and now here i am! WIll update the blog again ltr!:) Tata ppl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1208326859242362766-1651683495401414916?l=through-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/1651683495401414916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1208326859242362766&amp;postID=1651683495401414916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/1651683495401414916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1208326859242362766/posts/default/1651683495401414916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-reality.blogspot.com/2008/11/saturday-221108.html' title='Saturday--22/11/08'/><author><name>Seek in her name..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10935724028194767441</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>
