<?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-6787411821215166240</id><updated>2012-02-13T23:51:03.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweetcoretragedy ;</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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>224</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-1727860024472189109</id><published>2012-02-13T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T23:51:03.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;223/ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I am much stronger than I actually think I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder (and still do) how I still had the emotional and mental capacity left to sit for my exams and actually do well, scoring an A and 6Bs. Although it did not make any significant impact on my cumulative GPA, those were my best grades yet. And I'm proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel that I could do so much better this semester. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the only thing that's holding me back is my lack of commitment and motivation. Lack of commitment to the FST community and lack of motivation on my part. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Graduation. It's just overwhelming. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As much as I'd love to see myself receive that diploma of mine in a graduation robe, my heart's heavy to leave SP. There's just so many memories made here that I can't bear to part with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevertheless, 15 more days till my last paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's do this! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-1727860024472189109?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/1727860024472189109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2012/02/223-i-guess-i-am-much-stronger-than-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/1727860024472189109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/1727860024472189109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2012/02/223-i-guess-i-am-much-stronger-than-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-4138650516059740366</id><published>2012-02-05T02:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T02:55:28.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;222/&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ILX_-UvvuP0/Ty192F3ZFPI/AAAAAAAABoA/C_ipSHjtRwI/s1600/IMG_1012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ILX_-UvvuP0/Ty192F3ZFPI/AAAAAAAABoA/C_ipSHjtRwI/s400/IMG_1012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705354671189202162" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Le boy in pink shorts and glittered face, doing bike stunts for his performance. Where's the logic in that hahaha. And le me, all dressed up but still in flip-flops. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chingay 2012 was phenomenal! Glad to be a part of it:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-4138650516059740366?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/4138650516059740366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2012/02/222-le-boy-in-pink-shorts-and-glittered.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/4138650516059740366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/4138650516059740366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2012/02/222-le-boy-in-pink-shorts-and-glittered.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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/-ILX_-UvvuP0/Ty192F3ZFPI/AAAAAAAABoA/C_ipSHjtRwI/s72-c/IMG_1012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-2128000019770345950</id><published>2012-02-02T09:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T12:18:58.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;221/&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lately I've been tweeting about how fast-paced life is, and sometimes I just wish for time to at least slow down. But since it's almost impossible for that to happen so the only other option (there isn't even a choice) that I have is for myself to keep up with time. It's like running a marathon where you have no idea how far you are to the finishing point, which is of course achieving your dreams and goals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That aside, I've finally accomplished the final hurdle before examinations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As of today, I'm left with 26 more days of school before my last paper, which denotes the end of my academic life in polytechnic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As of now, I need rest so badly because I'm sick to the stomach. I have so many events coming up but I'm going to go through these final three weeks with a smile. Watch me:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-2128000019770345950?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/2128000019770345950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2012/02/221-lately-ive-been-tweeting-about-how.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/2128000019770345950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/2128000019770345950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2012/02/221-lately-ive-been-tweeting-about-how.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-4374408459886892107</id><published>2012-01-29T14:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T14:56:12.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;220/&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="460" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ghFZG4qVmXE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have I told you lately, that I love you, you're the only reason that I'm not afraid to fly?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-4374408459886892107?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/4374408459886892107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2012/01/220-have-i-told-you-lately-that-i-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/4374408459886892107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/4374408459886892107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2012/01/220-have-i-told-you-lately-that-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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://img.youtube.com/vi/ghFZG4qVmXE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-968885722294442118</id><published>2012-01-25T12:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T14:56:24.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;219/&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With all due respect to the school having given an extra day of vacation (Wednesday) prior to Chinese New Year, I think I need an extended vacation. Besides the fact that I've finally submitted my FYP report which I thought was not up to par in comparison with the other 200-page long reports, presentation's next week and not forgetting those assignments and EST in a couple of weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus few of the events that I'm involved in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chingay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Projek S.A.B.A.R (Check the trailers out&lt;b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/SPMalayLanguage"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DARMA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm not fooling anyone when I say I'm very busy, am I?:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-968885722294442118?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/968885722294442118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2012/01/219-with-all-due-respect-to-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/968885722294442118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/968885722294442118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2012/01/219-with-all-due-respect-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-2413636411172650169</id><published>2012-01-04T00:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T00:22:41.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;218/&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XxeFuMdq0bo/TwMqHfwb9qI/AAAAAAAABn0/hgTwWZuLWoE/s1600/383918_10150492616171597_573786596_8640685_415805762_ne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XxeFuMdq0bo/TwMqHfwb9qI/AAAAAAAABn0/hgTwWZuLWoE/s400/383918_10150492616171597_573786596_8640685_415805762_ne.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693440662198548130" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Laughs at his haircut)&lt;/i&gt; I just love how he'd go through great lengths just to put a smile on my face. The most patient and understanding person, and one who'll never fail to be there when I'm at my lowest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-2413636411172650169?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/2413636411172650169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2012/01/218-laughs-at-his-haircut-i-just-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/2413636411172650169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/2413636411172650169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2012/01/218-laughs-at-his-haircut-i-just-love.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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/-XxeFuMdq0bo/TwMqHfwb9qI/AAAAAAAABn0/hgTwWZuLWoE/s72-c/383918_10150492616171597_573786596_8640685_415805762_ne.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-191154806450706137</id><published>2011-12-31T16:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T16:41:38.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;217/&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2011; the year full of surprises, both good and bad. And I couldn't be more sure to claim that it was indeed a magical year. Like always, no resolutions because I don't see the point of making promises to ourselves that we can't keep. You don't need a new year to change your life. For everyday and every moment that you're still alive is another chance for you to change, pleasurably for the better. And everyday is a special day, if you make it one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevertheless, here's to a brand new year!;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-191154806450706137?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/191154806450706137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/12/217-2011-year-full-of-surprises-both.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/191154806450706137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/191154806450706137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/12/217-2011-year-full-of-surprises-both.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-4879022345406820792</id><published>2011-12-30T00:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T00:36:20.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;216/ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love how we never have a dull moment whether it’s just going out for dinner, being on the phone, webcamming online, or just sitting down and talking our hearts out. These few months with you have been so amazing and I don't regret letting my walls down for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope this won't be the first and last birthday that we'll have together and there'll be many more to come. I love creating memories with you because you make them my best ones. And for that, I hope today will be another addition to those memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy 18th baby! I loveeeeeeee you;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-4879022345406820792?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/4879022345406820792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/12/216-i-love-how-we-never-have-dull.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/4879022345406820792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/4879022345406820792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/12/216-i-love-how-we-never-have-dull.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-2093182257014147450</id><published>2011-12-29T01:55:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T12:21:37.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;215/&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n0VXSlM5YKE/TvtY4AqmIAI/AAAAAAAABmg/FZ9movXX6Io/s1600/DSCF8439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n0VXSlM5YKE/TvtY4AqmIAI/AAAAAAAABmg/FZ9movXX6Io/s400/DSCF8439.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691240273387331586" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only a short trip to the capital city of the country across the border. I finally had a taste of Subway in one of KL's shopping malls and I swear it's one of the best sandwiches I've ever tasted. Okay sorry, I've never eaten at Subway before so it's a huge deal for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rZSmcKeP7-Q/TvtZKsszndI/AAAAAAAABms/pP8b1H2QL7Q/s1600/DSCF8444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rZSmcKeP7-Q/TvtZKsszndI/AAAAAAAABms/pP8b1H2QL7Q/s400/DSCF8444.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691240594445409746" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ehLZaUywC5w/TvtauqKudcI/AAAAAAAABnc/LqhYipABN7M/s1600/DSCF8445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ehLZaUywC5w/TvtauqKudcI/AAAAAAAABnc/LqhYipABN7M/s400/DSCF8445.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691242311752512962" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I'm only here to brag about the food I had there that we can't get in Singapore. Hahaha, A&amp;amp;W with their infamous root beer float and also Kenny Rogers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FR72fP7kxms/TvtZKqCvxFI/AAAAAAAABm0/VnX6dX9P0kA/s1600/IMG_0703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FR72fP7kxms/TvtZKqCvxFI/AAAAAAAABm0/VnX6dX9P0kA/s400/IMG_0703.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691240593732125778" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b8g7Rm3w90M/Tvtdb_cdyDI/AAAAAAAABno/LRKC6kyNtQw/s1600/DSCF8469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b8g7Rm3w90M/Tvtdb_cdyDI/AAAAAAAABno/LRKC6kyNtQw/s400/DSCF8469.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691245289581430834" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course I did some shopping with my very low budget, but I got a pair of sandals at Aldo, a pair of flats by Tracce, and a navy blue floral chiffon top at Esprit. Not many things, but considering I've already done my shopping at Orchard Road a few days back amounting up to $200, I'm satisfied! *grins*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/s: I haven't met my favourite boy in awhile and I'm missing him so bad:( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-2093182257014147450?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/2093182257014147450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/12/215-only-short-trip-to-capital-city.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/2093182257014147450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/2093182257014147450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/12/215-only-short-trip-to-capital-city.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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/-n0VXSlM5YKE/TvtY4AqmIAI/AAAAAAAABmg/FZ9movXX6Io/s72-c/DSCF8439.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-7715256513548347955</id><published>2011-12-17T13:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T13:43:37.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;214/&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Change is the only thing that is consistent.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm trying so hard to keep up. Nevertheless, I have my loved ones always by my side and keeping me sane so I'm very much thankful to have such people in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending my vacation sprawled on my bed, watching episodes of my favourite television shows back-to-back, enjoying the inviting weather at times and indulging sweet treats because I wanna get fat. Hahahah. Just having a week dedicated to destressing myself is good enough. I shall spend the next two weeks (of my vacation) and the next 8 weeks of the school term rushing assignments, FYP report, mugging for my FINAL examinations and other school-related issues. Not to mention, I'd be participating in Chingay and planning for a school-trip to Malaysia and grad-trip to Phuket/Bangkok. So much effort to be put in in everything I do but it's gonna be so excitinggggg! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                               love,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   sweetcoretragedy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-7715256513548347955?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/7715256513548347955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/12/214-change-is-only-thing-that-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/7715256513548347955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/7715256513548347955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/12/214-change-is-only-thing-that-is.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-2203671766687891531</id><published>2011-12-03T00:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T00:43:45.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;213/ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are the reason I am the best I'll ever be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-2203671766687891531?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/2203671766687891531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/12/213-you-are-reason-i-am-best-ill-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/2203671766687891531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/2203671766687891531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/12/213-you-are-reason-i-am-best-ill-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-2473887425472062375</id><published>2011-12-01T10:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T10:39:10.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;212/ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It makes me uncomfortable that I am unsure of what's going to come next. I know I don't have to make a decision right now, but I need to figure out my wants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The first step to achieving your dream is realizing what you want. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm graduating in about 3 months time, insyaallah, and at the rate time's passing by, it scares me. It really does. I'm having my mid-semester test (my last MST in fact) in a couple of days and that would already mark the end of my Term 3. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously I would want to make my loved ones proud of me, and support me through whatever my decision is. I know for a fact that my parents would always be there for me, supporting me mentally and financially. And my boyfriend who never fails to encourage and motivate me at any point of time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The next step is to believe in yourself. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And so, I believe I can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-2473887425472062375?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/2473887425472062375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/12/213-it-makes-me-uncomfortable-that-i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/2473887425472062375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/2473887425472062375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/12/213-it-makes-me-uncomfortable-that-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-6047193292666160542</id><published>2011-11-24T09:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T10:39:01.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;211/&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are just certain things where you do without thinking, and you end up with full of regrets eventually. I'm just so lucky to have someone who is so understanding and accepting, who really wants to go through whatever thick and thin with me no matter how bad the situation is, and not leave me hanging when I needed him the most. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How you actually believe in me so much more than I actually believe in myself, I can't explain. But I'm so thankful to have you, and like I said you make me so loved and so exceptionally happy when I'm with you and I just can't let go of that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are amazing, because you make me feel so amazing too;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-6047193292666160542?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/6047193292666160542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/11/212-there-are-just-certain-things-where.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for not giving up on me, baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like you said, we don't know what the future holds for us, but we can surely work towards it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never expected this to happen anytime soon, and I was so doubtful but I'm glad I took the risk because I couldn't wish for anything/anyone better right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes I'm with someone right now so you can stop deliberating ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-8541943818352712398?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-3062516506141712948</id><published>2011-11-10T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T00:21:52.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;209/&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poly 50 (50 laps, 10 per team) really tested my stamina, strength and endurance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT WE DID IT! &lt;i&gt;#TeamMLS&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And running the race with you just makes it more special:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-5874293666331589719</id><published>2011-11-05T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T01:07:30.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;208/&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want you to know, that you're far from the usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah you're far from the usual. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With every move my whole world shakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep me from falling apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep me from falling apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-862470282010588884?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/862470282010588884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/10/207-do-you-even-know-how-you-make-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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want Coke or Sprite?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Him: I want you, can?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why you so cheeky. Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love how we're putting no pressure on what we have and just go along as it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not defined, but not perplexing either:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-2451428321540296776?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/2451428321540296776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/10/206-me-so-you-want-coke-or-sprite-him-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/2451428321540296776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/2451428321540296776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/10/206-me-so-you-want-coke-or-sprite-him-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-7507437509874960151</id><published>2011-10-29T18:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T18:36:28.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;205/&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/y3OzHBEcymw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laidback Luke at Zouk last week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Steve Aoki at Avalon last night! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THEY SHOULD HAVE COLLAB-ED OMG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-7507437509874960151?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/7507437509874960151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/10/205-steve-aoki-at-avalon-last-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/7507437509874960151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/7507437509874960151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/10/205-steve-aoki-at-avalon-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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://img.youtube.com/vi/y3OzHBEcymw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-766215721405690537</id><published>2011-10-23T18:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T19:05:13.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;204/&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wished I had a pint of Ben and Jerry's Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough ice cream to accompany me through the nights where I stay up late doing my FYP report and other assignments. It's only the first week of school and my workload's already piling up sky high. Not to mention having to complete meeting minutes for Darma Committee which I willingly agreed to be a part of yet another year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Hush Hush (I Will Survive) and Mr. Saxobeat has been on repeat. I wonder why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-766215721405690537?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/766215721405690537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/10/204-i-wished-i-had-pint-of-ben-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/766215721405690537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/766215721405690537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/10/204-i-wished-i-had-pint-of-ben-and.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-1358771417486154881</id><published>2011-10-14T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T22:45:28.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;203/&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes just when you're about to give up, something better comes along and sweeps you off your feet. I'm sorry for stating the cliche of all cliches but I think what I'm experiencing right now, the feeling, is indescribable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And well school's starting in a couple of days though I didn't exactly have my 'vacation' because of FYP but I'm excited because it's gonna be my last semester. I haven't exactly thought about my post-grad plans and I am very much worried but I sort of know what I want to achieve so no qualms I guess? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-1358771417486154881?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/1358771417486154881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/10/203-sometimes-just-when-youre-about-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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things are falling in place so perfectly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want you to know that I'm taking a very big step by even giving a chance,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that I trust you enough to do this right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-3656003790036540999?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/3656003790036540999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/10/201-i-love-how-things-are-falling-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll make sure to keep my distance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How long can we keep this up? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How long till we call this love? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-6610130455480315050?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/6610130455480315050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/10/200-ill-make-sure-to-keep-my-distance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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blessed nineteenth which was full of surprises, joy and love:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't ask for a better one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-2408791648928669985?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/2408791648928669985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/10/199-i-really-had-blessed-nineteenth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/2408791648928669985'/><link rel='self' 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allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's okay not to be okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes it's hard to follow your heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tears don't mean you're losing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-3716642662733388572?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/3716642662733388572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/10/198-its-okay-not-to-be-okay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Tears are a reaction of the nervous system to try and ease our pain, just as we would when physically harmed. The body senses our distress and the cranial nerve in the brain is stimulated, this sends signals to the neurotransmitters in the tear glands to make us cry. These tears contain high levels of manganese and the hormone prolactin in order to reduce the amount of these chemicals in the body, a defence mechanism produced to keep depression away. This is why many people feel better after they cry, because these excess hormones have been reduced and the body is returned to a more stable state. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sometimes we say we can’t cry anymore. Why? Well, if you keep triggering a stimulus, the nervous system stops responding. If you keep pressing on a bruise, after a while the nerves won’t respond anymore and it won’t hurt. If you keep getting upset, the body might not react to it, you might not cry, and you probably feel worse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So if you need to cry, just do it. It might be distressing, it might make you feel weak, it might make your eyes puffy, but it also might make you feel better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Tumblr&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-1563232408345105190?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/1563232408345105190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/09/197-crying-occurs-when-body-reacts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/1563232408345105190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/1563232408345105190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/09/197-crying-occurs-when-body-reacts.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-21042692720068957</id><published>2011-09-07T01:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T11:30:49.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;196/&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-37svbLmpX6E/TmZVsHuSP3I/AAAAAAAABlc/XNPrVG-rZmY/s1600/MV5BMTg0MjI0NjM2OF5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwMzYxNzcyNg%2540%2540._V1._SY317_.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-37svbLmpX6E/TmZVsHuSP3I/AAAAAAAABlc/XNPrVG-rZmY/s400/MV5BMTg0MjI0NjM2OF5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwMzYxNzcyNg%2540%2540._V1._SY317_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649296999058653042" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 317px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I FINALLY CAUGHT THIS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the great thing was the cinema was 90% empty so half the time I was squealing and the other half the time I was singing along hahaha. They should've had more songs, seriously I felt it was too short:( They should make a Part 2. Yeap, they shoulddddd! Catch it if you haven't, you have till next week!:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-21042692720068957?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/21042692720068957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/09/198-i-finally-caught-this-and-great.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/21042692720068957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/21042692720068957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/09/198-i-finally-caught-this-and-great.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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/-37svbLmpX6E/TmZVsHuSP3I/AAAAAAAABlc/XNPrVG-rZmY/s72-c/MV5BMTg0MjI0NjM2OF5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwMzYxNzcyNg%2540%2540._V1._SY317_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-5606239551381423720</id><published>2011-09-07T01:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T11:30:39.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;195/&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/m6pW_q1PvH0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give me more love than I ever had. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make it all better when I'm feeling sad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell me that I'm special even though I know I'm not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make me feel good when I hurt so bad. Barely getting mad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give me more love from the very start. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Piece me back together when I fall apart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell me things you never even tell your closest friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&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/6787411821215166240-5606239551381423720?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/5606239551381423720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/09/197-give-me-more-love-than-i-ever-had.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/5606239551381423720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/5606239551381423720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/09/197-give-me-more-love-than-i-ever-had.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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://img.youtube.com/vi/m6pW_q1PvH0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-3525648330584548346</id><published>2011-09-05T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T11:30:28.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;194/ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm spending the start of my vacation indulging myself in tubs of ice-cream watching sappy romance movies. I don't know if I should be happy or depressed. But anyway, those kind of movies tend to make me expect more in reality. For example in Friends With Benefits, and I quote Jamie (Mila Kunis): &lt;i&gt;"I wish my life was a movie sometimes. I'd never have to worry about my hair or having to go to the bathroom. And then when I'm at my lowest point, some guy would chase me down the street, pour his heart out and we'd kiss. Happily ever after."&lt;/i&gt; MY POINT EXACTLY. OMG LIFE, Y U NOT THAT SIMPLE?! Hahaha, righttttt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did up a vacation schedule, which are basically things I want to do during the vacation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finish watching HIMYM&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make covers with the guys&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meet my girlfriends (we didn't even meet in Ramadhan!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visit H&amp;amp;M&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cycling at Pulau Ubin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;And not forgetting my 19th birthday this month, heh heh heh:) But too bad I won't be in Singapore so nope no surprises this year, or you could wait till I'm back (if you were planning to HAHA, kidding)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy vacation people!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-3525648330584548346?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/3525648330584548346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/09/196-im-spending-start-of-my-vacation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/3525648330584548346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/3525648330584548346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/09/196-im-spending-start-of-my-vacation.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-6540991012462374812</id><published>2011-08-30T18:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T11:30:12.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;193/&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOZyfojPT1c/TmN_I79JmAI/AAAAAAAABlU/YRjGVRaY6kQ/s1600/DSCF8303e.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOZyfojPT1c/TmN_I79JmAI/AAAAAAAABlU/YRjGVRaY6kQ/s400/DSCF8303e.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648498149162588162" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alhamdullilah I'm thankful I got to meet Ramadhan again this year. No doubt it has led me to many challenges, endurance, perseverance and not forgetting a test of my faith in Him. I would like to take this opportunity to apologize to anyone who I've hurt whether through my words or actions, whether purposely or not intended. Till then, Selamat Hari Raya and have a blast! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May we meet again next year, Ramadhan. Insyallah, amin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-6540991012462374812?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/6540991012462374812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/08/195-alhamdullilah-im-thankful-i-got-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/6540991012462374812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/6540991012462374812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/08/195-alhamdullilah-im-thankful-i-got-to.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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/-FOZyfojPT1c/TmN_I79JmAI/AAAAAAAABlU/YRjGVRaY6kQ/s72-c/DSCF8303e.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-6705209386424513916</id><published>2011-08-19T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T01:04:00.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;192/ Everything is never as it seems&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random iftar session with these SSP lovelies!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RINtjD_fQG0/Tk1ENZGoeGI/AAAAAAAABk0/6ldkMDakTxo/s1600/294170_10150278687799123_649454122_7731735_8324371_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RINtjD_fQG0/Tk1ENZGoeGI/AAAAAAAABk0/6ldkMDakTxo/s400/294170_10150278687799123_649454122_7731735_8324371_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642240905032792162" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahah all 9 of us who squeezed in the car. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a-hYxfhHqMM/Tk1ENs-R3iI/AAAAAAAABlE/Q4zRaiJTYm4/s1600/296906_10150278746924123_649454122_7732436_2434052_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a-hYxfhHqMM/Tk1ENs-R3iI/AAAAAAAABlE/Q4zRaiJTYm4/s400/296906_10150278746924123_649454122_7732436_2434052_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642240910366465570" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breeks at Marina Square!;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cjh_oEo-Kqw/Tk1ENwaXiXI/AAAAAAAABlM/H18OXtflCWI/s1600/300110_10150278771394123_649454122_7732552_2565526_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cjh_oEo-Kqw/Tk1ENwaXiXI/AAAAAAAABlM/H18OXtflCWI/s400/300110_10150278771394123_649454122_7732552_2565526_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642240911289583986" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hk0kaImM9sg/Tk1ENYvEDkI/AAAAAAAABk8/ieztPiALpS8/s1600/292886_10150278763739123_649454122_7732518_2980408_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hk0kaImM9sg/Tk1ENYvEDkI/AAAAAAAABk8/ieztPiALpS8/s400/292886_10150278763739123_649454122_7732518_2980408_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642240904933936706" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It touches me how no matter what happened along the way, we kept our bond strong and alive, and we know that we still have each other no matter what:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-6705209386424513916?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/6705209386424513916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/08/192-everything-is-never-as-it-seems.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/6705209386424513916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/6705209386424513916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/08/192-everything-is-never-as-it-seems.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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/-RINtjD_fQG0/Tk1ENZGoeGI/AAAAAAAABk0/6ldkMDakTxo/s72-c/294170_10150278687799123_649454122_7731735_8324371_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-4273292958364748747</id><published>2011-08-17T16:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T16:24:19.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;191/ Let my heart speak louder than my head &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vnkqL2eDXLc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love how song motivates me and cheers me up when I'm down:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a good Wednesday all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretrgedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-4273292958364748747?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/4273292958364748747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/08/191-let-my-heart-speak-louder-than-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/4273292958364748747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/4273292958364748747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/08/191-let-my-heart-speak-louder-than-my.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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://img.youtube.com/vi/vnkqL2eDXLc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-2130255565891338612</id><published>2011-07-31T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T16:33:24.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;190/&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Semoga Ramadhan kali ini lebih baik dari yang lalu dan akan menjadikan kita semua insan-insan yang lebih baik dari segi apapun, insyaallah, amin. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&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/6787411821215166240-2130255565891338612?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/2130255565891338612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/07/190-semoga-ramadhan-kali-ini-lebih-baik.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/2130255565891338612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/2130255565891338612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/07/190-semoga-ramadhan-kali-ini-lebih-baik.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-1855540689809985566</id><published>2011-07-30T20:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T20:16:58.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;189/ Ain't like you to hold back &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NAc83CF8Ejk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had hoped you'd see my face and that you'd be reminded,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that for me it isn't over yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish nothing but the best of you, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-1855540689809985566?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/1855540689809985566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/07/189-aint-like-you-to-hold-back-i-had.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/1855540689809985566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/1855540689809985566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/07/189-aint-like-you-to-hold-back-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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://img.youtube.com/vi/NAc83CF8Ejk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-7391003107785953921</id><published>2011-07-28T23:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T23:25:12.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;188/Piala Suara Serumpun 4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jy4PG32zoKM/TjF75XhzlTI/AAAAAAAABkk/c0rxkisD4-0/s1600/pss.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jy4PG32zoKM/TjF75XhzlTI/AAAAAAAABkk/c0rxkisD4-0/s400/pss.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634420834315769138" style="cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 386px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nrSe7HlTRps/TjF6xvZZYvI/AAAAAAAABj8/c8Bm2FsK3hc/s1600/223140_10150400433884937_779704936_10496699_4176807_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nrSe7HlTRps/TjF6xvZZYvI/AAAAAAAABj8/c8Bm2FsK3hc/s400/223140_10150400433884937_779704936_10496699_4176807_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634419603772367602" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PXP_-ma_AGk/TjF6xmTRCnI/AAAAAAAABkE/cAu1MNwbL4o/s1600/285135_10150400445999937_779704936_10496838_6644633_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PXP_-ma_AGk/TjF6xmTRCnI/AAAAAAAABkE/cAu1MNwbL4o/s400/285135_10150400445999937_779704936_10496838_6644633_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634419601330735730" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It doesn't matter if we didn't win this time round. It was a huge jump for us. And we only have our kak Wahanas to thank;) Last position in PSS3, we are now 6th in PSS4, 3rd for the girls' category. Aim for Piala Srikandi next year girls! I know we can do this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KYm-4Kjo0Nk/TjF6xwr-umI/AAAAAAAABkM/fId3vfs4Jgg/s1600/284164_2094891306228_1663706319_2053431_2664220_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KYm-4Kjo0Nk/TjF6xwr-umI/AAAAAAAABkM/fId3vfs4Jgg/s400/284164_2094891306228_1663706319_2053431_2664220_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634419604118747746" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fzH-XU01H9M/TjF6x0kWDfI/AAAAAAAABkU/pwMF9dO-yyE/s1600/198640_10150400442224937_779704936_10496783_5640688_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fzH-XU01H9M/TjF6x0kWDfI/AAAAAAAABkU/pwMF9dO-yyE/s400/198640_10150400442224937_779704936_10496783_5640688_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634419605160463858" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congrats, Keturunan Putera for not only bringing back one, not two, not three but four trophies! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anugerah Juara Terbaik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anugerah Awok-awok Terbaik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anugerah Paluan Terbaik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of course, johan keseluruhan Piala Suara Serumpun 4. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Catch our videos on youtube!;) *must-watch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uDXCxih85tU/TjF6yCr7ANI/AAAAAAAABkc/htro_7Mc54I/s1600/226128_10150378530838082_745873081_10506164_7664229_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uDXCxih85tU/TjF6yCr7ANI/AAAAAAAABkc/htro_7Mc54I/s400/226128_10150378530838082_745873081_10506164_7664229_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634419608950341842" style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cake-bashing session during AGM yesterday. I'm aching all over now;(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haven't been updating regularly like I used to. It's really been a busy semester for me, and it's not gonna lighten up any sooner. What I need to do now, is to prioritise my time and manage my workload. And not forgetting, sleep and rest well so I will be punctual for lectures;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;MSTs next week, and sem examination in a month's time (DURING RAYA PERIOD. OMG SP, Y U SO MEAN)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-7391003107785953921?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/7391003107785953921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/07/188piala-suara-serumpun-4-it-doesnt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/7391003107785953921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/7391003107785953921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/07/188piala-suara-serumpun-4-it-doesnt.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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/-Jy4PG32zoKM/TjF75XhzlTI/AAAAAAAABkk/c0rxkisD4-0/s72-c/pss.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-5885573071046858153</id><published>2011-07-08T02:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T02:10:07.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;187/ HP WORLD PREMIERE &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I CAN'T BELIEVE I ALMOST TEARED UP WATCHING #HARRYPOTTERLIVE &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qo6Lg6P6BAM/ThX2J1I5DHI/AAAAAAAABj0/ImhQMkjanAc/s1600/hp7-2.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qo6Lg6P6BAM/ThX2J1I5DHI/AAAAAAAABj0/ImhQMkjanAc/s400/hp7-2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626673958212930674" style="cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 202px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gAl-vBjEZPo/ThX2J-uah2I/AAAAAAAABjs/MTk3I6CMCnM/s1600/hp7.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gAl-vBjEZPo/ThX2J-uah2I/AAAAAAAABjs/MTk3I6CMCnM/s400/hp7.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626673960786233186" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 69px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JUST SO SO AMAZING! :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-5885573071046858153?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/5885573071046858153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/07/187-hp-world-premiere-i-cant-believe-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/5885573071046858153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/5885573071046858153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/07/187-hp-world-premiere-i-cant-believe-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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/-qo6Lg6P6BAM/ThX2J1I5DHI/AAAAAAAABj0/ImhQMkjanAc/s72-c/hp7-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-7852918531926814391</id><published>2011-07-03T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T22:35:13.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;186/&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7mWqquUnPL8/ThB91J7u6HI/AAAAAAAABjk/qgNSd9CYMvo/s1600/Capture.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7mWqquUnPL8/ThB91J7u6HI/AAAAAAAABjk/qgNSd9CYMvo/s400/Capture.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625134286738745458" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 127px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-7852918531926814391?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/7852918531926814391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/07/186-what-am-i-supposed-to-do-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/7852918531926814391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/7852918531926814391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/07/186-what-am-i-supposed-to-do-love.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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/-7mWqquUnPL8/ThB91J7u6HI/AAAAAAAABjk/qgNSd9CYMvo/s72-c/Capture.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-6666570045131917653</id><published>2011-07-02T11:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T11:25:21.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;185/ #truestory&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Because the truth is if you love a person, if you truly love them, no matter how bad they hurt you or how mad they made you, you will always take them back."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-6666570045131917653?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/6666570045131917653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/07/185-truestory-because-truth-is-if-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/6666570045131917653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/6666570045131917653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/07/185-truestory-because-truth-is-if-you.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-1307446742225144884</id><published>2011-06-30T21:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T21:52:01.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;184/ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Assignments&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FPE (fruit drink)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;APNUTR (6 items)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;APNUTR datasheet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FDAL practical formal report&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CSW complaint letter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I missed out a couple more things. On top of that there's still FYP omggggzzxz!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-1307446742225144884?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/1307446742225144884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/06/185-assignments-fpe-fruit-drink-apnutr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/1307446742225144884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/1307446742225144884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/06/185-assignments-fpe-fruit-drink-apnutr.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-1883338602116947280</id><published>2011-06-30T21:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T21:42:04.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;183/ CHINA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suddenly miss the time I had when I was in China. Without a doubt, it was an awesome 2 months spent and I wouldn't mind going back and reliving the moments:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At Changi Airport's Pizza Hut for dinner before departure.&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Eqzh2X5OnLE/Tgx1R0g73MI/AAAAAAAABh8/62HVX1nVf6A/s1600/DSCF6923.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Eqzh2X5OnLE/Tgx1R0g73MI/AAAAAAAABh8/62HVX1nVf6A/s400/DSCF6923.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623998983693917378" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walking to the boarding area, I just finished crying :'/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VS796wfw21I/Tgx0gm3AKoI/AAAAAAAABhs/Go4XG7QV-e4/s1600/264415_10150228594058457_675833456_7452777_3051156_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VS796wfw21I/Tgx0gm3AKoI/AAAAAAAABhs/Go4XG7QV-e4/s400/264415_10150228594058457_675833456_7452777_3051156_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623998138214787714" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Departed from Singapore at 12 plus am, reached Beijing Airport at around 9am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NB17_hrLjG8/Tgx1RdPz7LI/AAAAAAAABh0/AxLS2jwfMdY/s1600/263459_10150228594883457_675833456_7452788_6046197_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NB17_hrLjG8/Tgx1RdPz7LI/AAAAAAAABh0/AxLS2jwfMdY/s400/263459_10150228594883457_675833456_7452788_6046197_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623998977448078514" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Golden Pebble Beach in Dalian. #546547th attempt = success!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FqHQYJ1w_WM/Tgx0f6TWVKI/AAAAAAAABhc/9WhLzvgmTh8/s1600/249930_10150228248444558_755454557_6997606_8224827_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FqHQYJ1w_WM/Tgx0f6TWVKI/AAAAAAAABhc/9WhLzvgmTh8/s400/249930_10150228248444558_755454557_6997606_8224827_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623998126254085282" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dalian's Discoveryland (amusement park) *thumbs up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3X8XGrDJjTA/Tgx1Snyw5uI/AAAAAAAABiU/U573yzLX3Cs/s1600/DSCF7310.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3X8XGrDJjTA/Tgx1Snyw5uI/AAAAAAAABiU/U573yzLX3Cs/s400/DSCF7310.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623998997458904802" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I forgot where this was. Sakura Farm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wL_d9XvHEKM/Tgx1SR-AzDI/AAAAAAAABiM/Sc3CNerV4Tc/s1600/DSCF7206.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wL_d9XvHEKM/Tgx1SR-AzDI/AAAAAAAABiM/Sc3CNerV4Tc/s400/DSCF7206.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623998991600503858" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At some Korean Restaurant for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1YEZz8RwZOk/Tgx1SCkEKBI/AAAAAAAABiE/H-6m0mRykuQ/s1600/DSCF7006.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1YEZz8RwZOk/Tgx1SCkEKBI/AAAAAAAABiE/H-6m0mRykuQ/s400/DSCF7006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623998987465140242" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many many stray cats at Dalian Polytechnic University (DPU).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3ZI8m5rpzI/Tgx0ga2T19I/AAAAAAAABhk/30q-BCRAZo4/s1600/251277_10150228604183457_675833456_7452974_317775_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3ZI8m5rpzI/Tgx0ga2T19I/AAAAAAAABhk/30q-BCRAZo4/s400/251277_10150228604183457_675833456_7452974_317775_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623998134990657490" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oysters there were yummy and cheap! 5 for 2RMB which is around 40 cents only!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mc7saA6ItrA/Tgx2MsXvViI/AAAAAAAABik/wHQeHk0_PCc/s1600/DSCF7660.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mc7saA6ItrA/Tgx2MsXvViI/AAAAAAAABik/wHQeHk0_PCc/s400/DSCF7660.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623999995120145954" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L9-HWhu0Lyo/Tgx2N1qogmI/AAAAAAAABi8/JyzSQrO4WPc/s1600/DSCF7885.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L9-HWhu0Lyo/Tgx2N1qogmI/AAAAAAAABi8/JyzSQrO4WPc/s400/DSCF7885.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624000014795178594" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abundance of seafood products due to the geographical position of the city which is near the coastal area. Prawns, soft-shell crabs, oysters...yummmz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1eODi5LTDM0/Tgx2M7ZenJI/AAAAAAAABis/IxJ7cF_GO2I/s1600/DSCF7659.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1eODi5LTDM0/Tgx2M7ZenJI/AAAAAAAABis/IxJ7cF_GO2I/s400/DSCF7659.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623999999153970322" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-siPOHiN9i2c/Tgx2MUyNG9I/AAAAAAAABic/ujHVZBaX6qY/s1600/DSCF7651.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-siPOHiN9i2c/Tgx2MUyNG9I/AAAAAAAABic/ujHVZBaX6qY/s400/DSCF7651.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623999988788698066" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being a food technologist, you have to be daring to try new products. Sea cucumber, anyone? All were forced to try but the taste...ugh. It's expensive though, around 100RMB (SGD20) for this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OfQTcTqJKn0/Tgx2NfEZSEI/AAAAAAAABi0/cNvDJDutffU/s1600/DSCF7795.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OfQTcTqJKn0/Tgx2NfEZSEI/AAAAAAAABi0/cNvDJDutffU/s400/DSCF7795.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624000008729217090" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BEIJING! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I personally love love love love Beijing. Beautiful city and wonderful people:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pub Street.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZtFbX1ZNagI/Tgx0fwldgvI/AAAAAAAABhU/FU2zlz70-WA/s1600/248925_10150215484408328_540743327_6902667_2074704_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZtFbX1ZNagI/Tgx0fwldgvI/AAAAAAAABhU/FU2zlz70-WA/s400/248925_10150215484408328_540743327_6902667_2074704_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623998123645698802" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forbidden City!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0DNHFvkXG90/Tgx3pBrtTUI/AAAAAAAABjM/WAXXzankY2E/s1600/DSCF8008.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0DNHFvkXG90/Tgx3pBrtTUI/AAAAAAAABjM/WAXXzankY2E/s400/DSCF8008.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624001581389008194" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somewhere inside the Forbidden City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ion_v3Mdaek/Tgx3o4uNppI/AAAAAAAABjE/8OmVNiqxJfM/s1600/DSCF7925.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ion_v3Mdaek/Tgx3o4uNppI/AAAAAAAABjE/8OmVNiqxJfM/s400/DSCF7925.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624001578983597714" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Great Wall of China. I was wow-ing and omg-ing every minute. It was just so beautiful :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FO6FYDNUGoE/Tgx3pibh8rI/AAAAAAAABjc/WRM7UNOpdQ0/s1600/DSCF8068.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FO6FYDNUGoE/Tgx3pibh8rI/AAAAAAAABjc/WRM7UNOpdQ0/s400/DSCF8068.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624001590179525298" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like the buildings/architecture along the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zjLWzjAIlPk/Tgx3pRHtHPI/AAAAAAAABjU/otzjnkxwRGk/s1600/DSCF8034.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zjLWzjAIlPk/Tgx3pRHtHPI/AAAAAAAABjU/otzjnkxwRGk/s400/DSCF8034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624001585532968178" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And last but not least, I'm thankful to have awesome new classmates:) It was a pleasure going through this OIP with you guys and getting to know every single one of you. *hugs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GCvdVmU3YB8/Tgx0fvzPoSI/AAAAAAAABhM/8QqmJJl1Kv8/s1600/268293_10150243764938457_675833456_7540425_749996_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GCvdVmU3YB8/Tgx0fvzPoSI/AAAAAAAABhM/8QqmJJl1Kv8/s400/268293_10150243764938457_675833456_7540425_749996_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623998123435073826" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-1883338602116947280?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/1883338602116947280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/06/183-china-i-suddenly-miss-time-i-had.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/1883338602116947280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/1883338602116947280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/06/183-china-i-suddenly-miss-time-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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/-Eqzh2X5OnLE/Tgx1R0g73MI/AAAAAAAABh8/62HVX1nVf6A/s72-c/DSCF6923.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-5386020120998251100</id><published>2011-06-24T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T21:52:30.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;182/ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WT8qpOmDHuM/TgSWdR7a-7I/AAAAAAAABhE/OFjUF_FgdT0/s1600/tumblr_lmv5go4Fyz1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WT8qpOmDHuM/TgSWdR7a-7I/AAAAAAAABhE/OFjUF_FgdT0/s400/tumblr_lmv5go4Fyz1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621783664638229426" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 91px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-5386020120998251100?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/5386020120998251100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/06/182-love-sweetcoretragedy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/5386020120998251100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/5386020120998251100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/06/182-love-sweetcoretragedy.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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/-WT8qpOmDHuM/TgSWdR7a-7I/AAAAAAAABhE/OFjUF_FgdT0/s72-c/tumblr_lmv5go4Fyz1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-3049256486405719801</id><published>2011-06-24T21:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T21:49:04.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;181/&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EXRtF0bepNs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart's a stereo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It beats for you so listen close&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hear my thoughts in every note, oh oh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make me your radio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turn me up when you feel low&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-3049256486405719801?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/3049256486405719801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/06/181-my-hearts-stereo-it-beats-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/3049256486405719801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/3049256486405719801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/06/181-my-hearts-stereo-it-beats-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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://img.youtube.com/vi/EXRtF0bepNs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-1992627746767687269</id><published>2011-06-24T21:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T21:49:27.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;180/ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Preparing for productions and the feeling of having an auditorium full of people watching you perform. And the satisfaction you get after that. Without a doubt I miss performing on stage. I'm not hungry for fame. I just love doing what I do. I miss getting the jitters and being all brain-dead because 200 pairs of eyes are watching you. I miss spending almost everyday after school hours practicing dance routines or scripts till late night. And most importantly, the friendship we build because that was where we met and understood each other best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is for you. You know who you guys are:)&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-1992627746767687269?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/1992627746767687269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/06/180-preparing-for-productions-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/1992627746767687269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/1992627746767687269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/06/180-preparing-for-productions-and.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-4488807416518145379</id><published>2011-06-16T20:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T20:31:48.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;179/ The R word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know what happens when you push people away?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They will come back for you and try harder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But what's the worst that could happen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They may never come back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You regret.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-4488807416518145379?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/4488807416518145379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/06/179-r-word-you-know-what-happens-when.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/4488807416518145379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/4488807416518145379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/06/179-r-word-you-know-what-happens-when.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-6986884123001851934</id><published>2011-06-09T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T16:58:10.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;178/ Ooh baby baby lalalalalalala~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LefQdEMJP1I" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M BACKKKKKKK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe I'm saying this but DALIAN/BEIJING IS AWESOME albeit I keep complaining about how much I wanted to go home on twitter and how much I miss the food here in Singapore. I've uploaded photos on facebook so go check that out. I'll update this space as soon as possible after next week cos I'll be going to Malaysia tomorrow heheheh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-6986884123001851934?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/6986884123001851934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/06/178-ooh-baby-baby-lalalalalalala-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/6986884123001851934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/6986884123001851934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/06/178-ooh-baby-baby-lalalalalalala-im.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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://img.youtube.com/vi/LefQdEMJP1I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-8722262965160597248</id><published>2011-05-08T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T17:33:41.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;177/ :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Wait for the one who will be your bestfriend, who will drop everything to be with you at any time no matter what. Wait for the one who makes you smile like no other. Wait for the one who wants to show you off when you're in sweats ad have no makeup on, but appreciates it when you get all dolled up for him. Most of all, wait for the one who will put you at the center of his universe because obviously, he's at the center of yours." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-8722262965160597248?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/8722262965160597248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/05/177-wait-for-one-who-will-be-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/8722262965160597248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/8722262965160597248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/05/177-wait-for-one-who-will-be-your.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-5246635907682108249</id><published>2011-05-08T17:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T17:14:13.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;176/ Because I'll never impress you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I wonder if a guy would go the extra mile just to make a girl his. I've always been a dreamer, living in my fantasies and I strongly believe in happily-ever-afters. But things like that, they don't come easy. I've always wanted someone who is more than willing to fight for me and convince me that he's the one for me. And not just for the thrill, but for real. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes all that glitters may not be gold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It might just be a glimpse of hope. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's not my time now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-5246635907682108249?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/5246635907682108249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/05/176-because-ill-never-impress-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/5246635907682108249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/5246635907682108249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/05/176-because-ill-never-impress-you.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-7235224009064729401</id><published>2011-04-15T23:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T23:59:32.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;175/ Goodbye, for now&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KlbemRoPX3c/TahqVUiti8I/AAAAAAAABg4/Sx9oY6XuAFI/s1600/tumblr_lhie4aOuru1qb3oqio1_500.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KlbemRoPX3c/TahqVUiti8I/AAAAAAAABg4/Sx9oY6XuAFI/s400/tumblr_lhie4aOuru1qb3oqio1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595839451531938754" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm leaving tomorrow. For 2 months. Having mixed feelings right now :( :) :( :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not sure if I can use blogger over there but just watch this space often kay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Contact me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;msn/email (fatinsyahirah@live.com)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;skype (fatinsyahirahhh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;text (+8615842484834)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MUST CONTACT ME OKAY I KNOW FOR SURE I'LL MISS SINGAPORE VERY MUCH :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-7235224009064729401?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/7235224009064729401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/04/175-goodbye-for-now-im-leaving-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/7235224009064729401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/7235224009064729401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/04/175-goodbye-for-now-im-leaving-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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/-KlbemRoPX3c/TahqVUiti8I/AAAAAAAABg4/Sx9oY6XuAFI/s72-c/tumblr_lhie4aOuru1qb3oqio1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-5085636769458464027</id><published>2011-04-08T23:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T00:21:11.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;174/ &amp;lt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cried watching the results show. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skip to 1:20.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NE0kW8FAwcM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Ls4X_Q9VaVY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been supporting her since Hollywood group performance round. The rest of the contestants are forgettable, she is just purely amazing. She'll go far, really. But for now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M DONE WATCHING AMERICAN IDOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-5085636769458464027?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/5085636769458464027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/04/174-i-cried-watching-results-show.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/5085636769458464027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/5085636769458464027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/04/174-i-cried-watching-results-show.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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://img.youtube.com/vi/NE0kW8FAwcM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-802871051875529586</id><published>2011-03-27T19:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T19:29:32.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;173/ I've learnt to live half alive&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now you want me one more time.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Dm41zP_RZfo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think my blog deserves more than youtube videos but with my tight schedule at the moment time's not on my side!:( Well for one, the songs are post can tell you how I feel about a certain something and I guess music tells a better story than my words, no?:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the final 3 weeks of my attachment, thus my final 3 weeks in Singapore before I fly off to China for 2 months! I'd like to meet as many people as possible within this period of time to catch up, so make plan with me already people! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a great week ahead lovelies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&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/6787411821215166240-802871051875529586?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/802871051875529586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/03/173-ive-learnt-to-live-half-alive-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/802871051875529586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/802871051875529586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/03/173-ive-learnt-to-live-half-alive-and.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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://img.youtube.com/vi/Dm41zP_RZfo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-4846945063975463630</id><published>2011-03-17T23:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T23:31:22.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;172/ If I get stronger and wiser I'll get through this&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What can you do when your good isn't good enough?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When all that you touch tumbles down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause my best intentions keep making a mess of things, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wanna fix it somehow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/u7qHYuVDIYY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But how many times will it take for me to get it right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-4846945063975463630?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/4846945063975463630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/03/172-if-i-get-stronger-and-wiser-ill-get.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/4846945063975463630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/4846945063975463630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/03/172-if-i-get-stronger-and-wiser-ill-get.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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://img.youtube.com/vi/u7qHYuVDIYY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-6906376980425784889</id><published>2011-03-13T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T22:20:40.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;171/ With the strength to carry on&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0IA3ZvCkRkQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0IA3ZvCkRkQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favourite song at the moment, plus she's really beautiful in this video! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-6906376980425784889?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-8467127361065968069</id><published>2011-03-13T22:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T22:07:49.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;170/ Save me?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't like my attachment. I don't like my attachment. I don't like my attachment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't like my attachment. I don't like my attachment. I don't like my attachment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't like my attachment. I don't like my attachment. I don't like my attachment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't like my attachment. I don't like my attachment. I don't like my attachment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't like my attachment. I don't like my attachment. I don't like my attachment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 more weeks to go! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-8467127361065968069?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/8467127361065968069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/03/170-save-me-i-hate-itp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/8467127361065968069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/8467127361065968069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/03/170-save-me-i-hate-itp.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-5484951902606720124</id><published>2011-03-02T20:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T20:27:50.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;169/ Attachment&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1JcdDlD3u4Q/TW42mM6H0cI/AAAAAAAABgw/cH28Pj2DX0U/s1600/ITP.PNG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1JcdDlD3u4Q/TW42mM6H0cI/AAAAAAAABgw/cH28Pj2DX0U/s400/ITP.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579457018286559682" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 81px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohmygoodness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No life for 6 weeks, while everyone's having their attachment only on weekdays, I've to work even on a Saturday. But at least I get paid. And I'm not attached to some industrial company. And I don't have to start work early in the morning. And it'll be very near my house ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-5484951902606720124?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/5484951902606720124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/03/169-attachment-ohmygoodness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/5484951902606720124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/5484951902606720124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/03/169-attachment-ohmygoodness.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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/-1JcdDlD3u4Q/TW42mM6H0cI/AAAAAAAABgw/cH28Pj2DX0U/s72-c/ITP.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-7253942578253664758</id><published>2011-02-26T22:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T19:37:33.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;168/ Sometimes tears say all there is to say&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was young, he used to walk me to school and fetch me home. He'd take me to the playground, and prepared drinks/snacks so I wouldn't get hungry/thirsty. He once brought me to Clarke Quay to ride the boat, and shared stories of his past. Everytime we went back to kampung, my cousins and I would circle him at night and he'd tell us stories. My grandparents and I, together with my cousins would follow them to the market each week, and he'd get us tidbits and other unnecessary stuff. As long as we were happy, he was too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The unconditional love he showers my grandmother, his children and grandchildren with. He was a strong and smart man, whom I respected very much. I really never expected him to be gone so soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now, I have to be strong for my mother and especially my grandmother. Please protect them and bless them with all the strength they need to go through this ordeal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When visiting my grandfather in the hospital after he was pronounced passed away, she said, "Atuk cantik, Fatin. Atuk macam tidur." (He's beautiful, he looks as if he's sleeping.) My tears came flowing down that instant, and 15 minutes later I was still crying uncontrollably. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, he's in a better place now. God, please protect him and watch over him. And bless me with all the strength I need to go through this. At least, for now, I really need to focus and complete my exam. Amin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moga Allah cucuri roh Haji Mohamed Dali Bin Abu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kembali ke rahmatullah pada 22 February 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Al-Fatihah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-7253942578253664758?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/7253942578253664758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/02/168-sometimes-tears-say-all-there-is-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/7253942578253664758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/7253942578253664758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/02/168-sometimes-tears-say-all-there-is-to.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-7411678310214488246</id><published>2011-02-23T22:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T22:38:55.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;167/ Al-Fatihah, atuk.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't think he'd be gone so soon :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll miss you, very much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-7411678310214488246?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/7411678310214488246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/02/167-al-fatihah-atuk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/7411678310214488246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/7411678310214488246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/02/167-al-fatihah-atuk.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-2099357780505757708</id><published>2011-02-21T13:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T14:03:47.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;166/ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ExsyPJrviOc/TWH6HnEpNBI/AAAAAAAABgo/Y66uQL5XfI8/s1600/Capture.PNG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ExsyPJrviOc/TWH6HnEpNBI/AAAAAAAABgo/Y66uQL5XfI8/s400/Capture.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576012822315873298" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 92px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm already planning what to do after 3rd March hahaha fml.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-2099357780505757708?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/2099357780505757708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/02/166-and-im-already-planning-what-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/2099357780505757708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/2099357780505757708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/02/166-and-im-already-planning-what-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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/-ExsyPJrviOc/TWH6HnEpNBI/AAAAAAAABgo/Y66uQL5XfI8/s72-c/Capture.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-3346117956894388027</id><published>2011-02-20T17:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T18:20:00.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;165/ Sparks fly whenever you smile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't know a short conversation with you would be so magical. I find myself thinking about you whenever I let my mind wander. But who am I kidding right? You might be too good to be true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-3346117956894388027?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/3346117956894388027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/02/165-sparks-fly-whenever-you-smile-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/3346117956894388027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/3346117956894388027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/02/165-sparks-fly-whenever-you-smile-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-8219993152918139294</id><published>2011-02-15T13:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T18:22:31.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;164/ Please don't be in love with someone else&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay you've probably heard, but this is too sweet to not blog about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZaZ_gidJoiY" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I was never in love with someone else&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I never had somebody waiting on me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cause you were all of my dreams come true&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I just wish you knew&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Taylor I was so in love with you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Enchanted- Owl City dedicated to Taylor Swift&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-8219993152918139294?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/8219993152918139294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/02/164-please-dont-be-in-love-with-someone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/8219993152918139294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/8219993152918139294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/02/164-please-dont-be-in-love-with-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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://img.youtube.com/vi/ZaZ_gidJoiY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-1926245084282258999</id><published>2011-02-10T10:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T10:46:04.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;163/ What's past is prologue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wanted to believe that no matter what we'd always have each other because we're strong like that. But I guess you're not as strong as I am because you fell apart when I was trying so hard to keep it together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to keep my emotions in check. It's killing me inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-1926245084282258999?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/1926245084282258999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/02/163-whats-past-is-prologue-i-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/1926245084282258999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/1926245084282258999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/02/163-whats-past-is-prologue-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-3702601879909876886</id><published>2011-02-06T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T21:50:53.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;162/ Salt meets wound&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The worst thing is no one's on your side so you're pretty much on your own. They said if you can't beat them, join them. But why would I when I'm missing nothing because I know where I stand and if I stick with the truth, I can't go wrong with it. My true friends would know the right thing to do, but if they don't then unfortunately I have to let them go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And unlike you, at least I practice what I preach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-3702601879909876886?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/3702601879909876886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/02/162-salt-meets-wound-worst-thing-is-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/3702601879909876886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/3702601879909876886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/02/162-salt-meets-wound-worst-thing-is-no.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-3006894732837422558</id><published>2011-02-03T23:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T10:55:04.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;161/ Cos you feel like paradise&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without a doubt, everyone of us has a weakness which makes us feel insecure. Sometimes it gets the better of us but if we're strong enough, we'd be able to overcome it. Strength on the contrary may too get the better of us, but when we are able to control it, we'd not let pride take over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever felt so sick of being yourself, you wanna be someone else for a change? Like someone you look up to, because of her beauty or courage, because of her talent or popularity? You feel so worthless because you're not that someone you want to be but you can only admire from far. But when you try to change yourself to become a replica of that certain someone, guilt and confusion greets you because you know you cannot lie about who you are inside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-3006894732837422558?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/3006894732837422558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/02/161-cos-you-feel-like-paradise-without.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uxTDK1S5qJ0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uxTDK1S5qJ0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-6334954420257866074?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-8095676255872704786</id><published>2011-01-31T16:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T17:02:16.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;159/ The heart of the matter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm learning to live without you now, but I miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The more I know, the less I understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the things I thought I figured out, I have to learn again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are people in your life who've come and gone, they let you down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They let you down and hurt your pride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Put it all behind you, life goes on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-8095676255872704786?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/8095676255872704786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/01/159-heart-of-matter-im-learning-to-live.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/8095676255872704786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/8095676255872704786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/01/159-heart-of-matter-im-learning-to-live.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-735293564490134960</id><published>2011-01-30T23:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T23:24:24.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;158/ Doing fine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does it mean that you've stopped caring the moment you've stopped crying for someone, or the moment you've stop hurting when you think about someone? If yes, then I'll be thankful cos it took me a year to just pick myself up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But that doesn't mean my heart's ready for anyone else. Yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-735293564490134960?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/735293564490134960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/01/158-doing-fine-does-it-mean-that-youve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/735293564490134960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/735293564490134960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/01/158-doing-fine-does-it-mean-that-youve.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-5141477947075126128</id><published>2011-01-28T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T00:20:55.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;157/ Complications&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've learnt that the older you get, the tougher things are gonna be. You have your own boat to steer, and no one's gonna be there to do it for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not really in the best of moods right now. It would be gud to leave me alone for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-5141477947075126128?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/5141477947075126128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/01/157-complications-ive-learnt-that-older.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/5141477947075126128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/5141477947075126128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/01/157-complications-ive-learnt-that-older.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-4799062945284137007</id><published>2011-01-27T23:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T00:01:56.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;156/ Just how far?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To what extent would you sacrifice just to see a smile on someone's face, even though you're hurting inside, just because you don't want to let anyone down? You fight, but you don't succeed. What counts, what you did, or what you didn't do? Or the fact that you didn't fight hard enough? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-4799062945284137007?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/4799062945284137007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/01/156-just-how-far-to-what-extent-would.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/4799062945284137007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/4799062945284137007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/01/156-just-how-far-to-what-extent-would.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-774336951628647239</id><published>2011-01-25T09:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T09:43:35.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;155/ Reality bites&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gudmorning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been a busy week, and it's gonna be for another 4 weeks since exams are coming up, and then I'd be having my attachment (which I'm soo looking forward!). After which it's gudbye Singapore for 2 months. It felt as though it was just yesterday that I was counting down to the New Year, and now it's already nearing the end of the month. How time flies. So fast, I can't keep up. Next thing I know, I'm already preparing for Graduation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, the first thing I'm gonna do when I reach home today is to watch GG/90210! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a gud Tuesday all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-774336951628647239?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/774336951628647239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-963879902856986308</id><published>2011-01-16T17:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T17:12:21.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;154/ You gave me roses&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jjar7np_wuE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jjar7np_wuE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I left them there to die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-963879902856986308?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/963879902856986308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/01/154-you-gave-me-roses-and-i-left-them.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/963879902856986308'/><link rel='self' 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hatiku selalu berpihak lagi padamu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maafkan diri ini yang tak pernah bisa menjauh dari angan tentangnya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Namun apalah daya ini, bila ternyata sesungguhnya aku terlalu cinta dia."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-73713062549457755?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/73713062549457755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/01/153-ku-coba-jalani-hari-dengan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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on&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't been myself lately, but I can't put a finger on what it is that has been bothering me. I feel as though I'm lacking in something in my life, as if something's not complete yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really know how much I mean to you, and how much you care. I don't know how to explain it to you anymore what my heart feels. I can't force it to feel what it doesn't want to. I just need you to know that I'm trying really hard to open up, but if I'm not ready, it simply means I'm not ready. I'm happy where I am right now, without having to commit to anyone, without having to worry of letting someone down, without having to worry that I'd hurt someone. I want you to give me the chance to to be happy on my own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You don't have to prove anything. You've done your part. You've done enough. More than enough, and for that I deeply appreciate it. Stop looking down on yourself, you are never not gud enough for someone, and you won't be forever alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What you are wishing and fighting for, it's possible. But like I said, don't expect anything. I can't promise you anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-1444874124251515411?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/1444874124251515411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/01/152-or-you-could-spend-your-whole-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/1444874124251515411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/1444874124251515411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/01/152-or-you-could-spend-your-whole-life.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-6962211592018924112</id><published>2011-01-09T19:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T19:20:08.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;151/ Love like it's all that we know&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my parents locked me out of the house yesterday because I reached home 10 minutes before midnight. I really don't get their issue with me coming home late because as far as I know, my curfew back then was before 11? And it's ironic how as I'm getting older, my curfew is getting earlier, like they expected me to be home at 9 yesterday. Come on, it's a Saturday night. Geez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes, now for the exciting part. I am going to Chinaaaaaa! :D Yes, I got selected thank god! With my awesome classmates too, so it's double the excitement! But I've been thinking twice lately because I'm not sure if I'm gonna be able to survive there for 2 months without the people I love, and everything there's gonna be different. But it's a great opportunity and I shouldn't let it go to waste so I'm just gonna have to leave my doubts behind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, life has been great so far, let's keep it this way :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-6962211592018924112?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/6962211592018924112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/01/151-love-like-its-all-that-we-know-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/6962211592018924112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/6962211592018924112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/01/151-love-like-its-all-that-we-know-so.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-438738172141835962</id><published>2011-01-03T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T22:57:23.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;150/ Catching snowflakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Right now, my main focus is school and doing well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Other things can be put on hold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;When I'm ready to pursue, I will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-438738172141835962?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/438738172141835962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/01/150-catching-snowflakes-right-now-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/438738172141835962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/438738172141835962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/01/150-catching-snowflakes-right-now-my.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-5888668445115496186</id><published>2011-01-01T15:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T15:53:29.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;149/ Don't say you're sorry, you don't mean it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;You think it's easy having a disorder that you have to keep a secret from everyone because they might think you're crazy and won't get close to you? Try being in my shoes for once, having to feel like you can't even be in charge of your own mind because something's taken over it. And to lose someone you love just because they don't understand what you're going through? That's a million times worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-5888668445115496186?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/5888668445115496186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/01/149-dont-say-youre-sorry-you-dont-mean_01.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/5888668445115496186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/5888668445115496186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/01/149-dont-say-youre-sorry-you-dont-mean_01.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-7929818793418130056</id><published>2011-01-01T13:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T15:54:51.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;148/ I love the way it hurts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From Aryn's blog, and I couldn't agree less.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-size: 13px; "&gt;"relationships are only sweet at the beginning when you're at your honeymoon period.all they do makes u smile to sleep.carefree,so happy all the time.it can blow your mind away.as time passes,the hurt that takes over, its unbearable, unexplainable.like it or not,afraid to admit or not, every girl has cried themselves to sleep because of a certain guy.and if you're lucky enough,ull get a sensitive guy that cries for you.but if you're not,you would only get a guy who thinks has done everything for you.but in actual fact,theres nothing he has done for you.nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-size: 13px; "&gt;he says he loves you.but he doesnt prove it now.he used to.maybe it was the excitement of a first relationship.maybe it was the excitement at the start.when all you can say to each other is how much you love each other.but now?you say iloveyou, but you get an ily in return."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-7929818793418130056?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/7929818793418130056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/01/148-i-love-way-it-hurts-from-aryns-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/7929818793418130056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/7929818793418130056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/01/148-i-love-way-it-hurts-from-aryns-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-7543806698868980225</id><published>2011-01-01T00:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T01:13:32.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;147/ 010111&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TR4GubbPCJI/AAAAAAAABgc/biLErDl_ZUU/s1600/tumblr_le3cnvyMdn1qzdr4go1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TR4GubbPCJI/AAAAAAAABgc/biLErDl_ZUU/s400/tumblr_le3cnvyMdn1qzdr4go1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556886384927508626" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got what I wished for, to end the year happy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow, I feel that this year's gonna be somewhat great, but not easy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I feel prepared to go through whatever that has been planned for me, because 2010 has taught me well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope the bond with my girlfriends, Seri Thera, dance girls, schoolmates, classmates and other honorable unmentioned persons I'm close with will stay as strong, or even stronger. It has been a joy to go through an awesome year with you people:) *hugs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a blissful 2011! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-7543806698868980225?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/7543806698868980225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/01/147-010111-i-got-what-i-wished-for-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/7543806698868980225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/7543806698868980225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2011/01/147-010111-i-got-what-i-wished-for-to.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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/_N8tptyp7k4s/TR4GubbPCJI/AAAAAAAABgc/biLErDl_ZUU/s72-c/tumblr_le3cnvyMdn1qzdr4go1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-2124137842747549593</id><published>2010-12-31T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T00:28:10.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;146/ I could use somebody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't wanna make a big deal out of it, but I wanna end the year happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm, how do I go about doing this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-2124137842747549593?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/2124137842747549593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/12/146-i-could-use-somebody-i-dont-wanna.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/2124137842747549593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/2124137842747549593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/12/146-i-could-use-somebody-i-dont-wanna.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-3644304973125998738</id><published>2010-12-30T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T16:32:40.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;145/ PS I Love You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're so arrogant, aren't we? So afraid of age, we do everything we can to prevent it. We don't realize what a privilege it is to grow old with someone, someone who doesn't drive you to commit murder or doesn't humiliate you beyond repair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-3644304973125998738?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/3644304973125998738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/12/145-ps-i-love-you-were-so-arrogant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/3644304973125998738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/3644304973125998738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/12/145-ps-i-love-you-were-so-arrogant.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-869274719044965152</id><published>2010-12-29T01:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T16:30:42.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;144/ I'm gonna be happy without you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess some things weren't meant to stay for long. You wanted it to end, but you didn't wanna be the one to do it. You already moved on even before I knew it was over. So now, why are you still haunting me in my dreams? There was never a day where you left my mind. You, of all people, were always in my train of thoughts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-869274719044965152?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/869274719044965152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/12/144-im-gonna-be-happy-without-you-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/869274719044965152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/869274719044965152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/12/144-im-gonna-be-happy-without-you-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-2676009498793809169</id><published>2010-12-28T10:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T10:33:16.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;143/ I don't see myself with anyone else but you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've finally put myself out there in the open sea hoping not to get drowned by its majestic waves and I think I've coped well. Sort of. For months I've been pushing people away and keeping them at an arm's length just so that they wouldn't hurt me or break my fragile heart. Because that, that was last thing I needed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-2676009498793809169?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/2676009498793809169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/12/143-i-dont-see-myself-with-anyone-else.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/2676009498793809169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/2676009498793809169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/12/143-i-dont-see-myself-with-anyone-else.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-130085819383211922</id><published>2010-12-28T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T00:45:08.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;142/ I ran the marathon, but you took the prize&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find it very heartbreaking when I've gathered every ounce of courage I have to confess something to someone but they just take it lightly as though it was a very easy thing for me to do. Do you have the slightest idea? No, because you think that just because you have the looks you can have anyone that you want, and you can treat a girl in any way you like. Just because you have the looks, you don't have to work your way through the girls heart, because your charm settles everything. You are so darn wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-130085819383211922?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/130085819383211922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/12/142-i-ran-marathon-but-you-took-prize-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/130085819383211922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/130085819383211922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/12/142-i-ran-marathon-but-you-took-prize-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-4263455897582002006</id><published>2010-12-24T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T00:54:46.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;141/ Mind over matter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no idea why I'm very happy now. Like suddenly. I prolly just love it when it's nearing the end of a year because I tend to reflect a lot. I feel this year's just different from what I've gone through in the previous years but I'm just gonna keep that to myself. I just know that I've grown stronger physically, mentally and most importantly, emotionally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should prolly get started to penning down my resolutions. It's gonna be very simple, I promise. Expectations are just gonna lead to more disappointments and heartbreaks so I have to be realistic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't packed for vacation so I'd have to wake up early later:( Plus create my shopping list and compile pictures for the hairstyle I want hahahah yes I'm troublesome like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, enjoy the last of your 2010, have a blast, happy holidays and merry christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-4263455897582002006?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/4263455897582002006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/12/141-mind-over-matter-i-have-no-idea-why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/4263455897582002006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/4263455897582002006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/12/141-mind-over-matter-i-have-no-idea-why.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-2448002261228909572</id><published>2010-12-22T17:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T17:56:48.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;140/ Don't hate me cos I'm beautiful&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From Xiaxue's blog:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you don't respond to haters: Means what they said must be true and you have nothing to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you respond nicely to haters: They will just have more ammunition and hate you more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you respond rudely to haters: You cannot take criticism and you are a cyber bully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know right. We cannot run away from stereotype. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd say: They hate you cos they're jealous. If they're trying to bring you down, it just goes to show that you're way above them, that's why. Your life is too extraordinary that they wanna be a part of it whenever they can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think everyone knows what formspring is but for those of you who're still living under the rock, it is a website where you can ask questions (or like many people do, leave comments) and the user will answer them accordingly. Questions can be asked anonymously or visibly, if the asker has an account and is logged on too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most people prefer do this anonymously because somehow it's more fun when the user has to guess who it's coming from. But it gets more exasperating when questions/comments turn into hate/mean/ugly comments. Obviously people do this anonymously because they're such freaking cowards hiding behind their computer screens probably having a fucked up life that they have to screw up other people's lives too. It irks me that there are such people in the world; being cruel to someone else just to make themselves feel better. You are at the LOWEST POINT OF YOUR LIFE, well, if you even have one. What am I supposed to gain from those comments? Hurt? Insecurity? Pain? Nope, because I'm strong like that. I've gone through so much so that something as minute and juvenile as that doesn't affect me as much as you think it would. Plus I have people to back me up. And why would someone wanna be anonymous anyway? You have an identity for a reason. If you're too afraid then just don't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note, I really have no idea why I have people who dislike me so much. (yeah in your mind you must be saying how much of a bitch I am etc.) If you have something against me or something that I might have unknowingly done to hurt you so bad, then spill! Seriously, leaving comments like that, it doesn't do any bad to me as much as it does gud to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, wanna comment something? Email or msn me, or send me a wall post on facebook! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pfft. In your ugly faces bitchezzzz~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-2448002261228909572?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/2448002261228909572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/12/140-dont-hate-me-cos-im-beautiful-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/2448002261228909572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/2448002261228909572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/12/140-dont-hate-me-cos-im-beautiful-from.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-4888402910720790829</id><published>2010-12-22T14:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T17:01:35.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;139/ 9 days to a brand new year&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally got to spend time with almost everyone in these 10 days. There was class outing, helping ICS apply makeup for their show, JB trip, USS, karaoke with my Seri Thera girls and now they know the club wouldn't be able to handle me hehehe (go watch the video on facebook!) we should go clubbing when you girls turn 18 kaay hahahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm heading to Indonesia this Friday and that trip would pretty much sum up my holidays for this year. I'd have to work on my school assignments as soon as I get back. Mummy wouldn't let me join Chingay anymore cos she wants me to focus on my studies, fair enough :(&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TRGZ90ol4dI/AAAAAAAABeo/-nlhjrdby8I/s1600/164452_1694280484439_1460619821_1764598_6792751_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TRGZ90ol4dI/AAAAAAAABeo/-nlhjrdby8I/s400/164452_1694280484439_1460619821_1764598_6792751_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553389102904500690" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TRGZ9c9I5II/AAAAAAAABeg/cSGRwONknjw/s1600/35620_1694277124355_1460619821_1764583_290736_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TRGZ9c9I5II/AAAAAAAABeg/cSGRwONknjw/s400/35620_1694277124355_1460619821_1764583_290736_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553389096548230274" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TRGcQQ0KrvI/AAAAAAAABgQ/XB9ESqVsRGo/s1600/DSCF6132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TRGcQQ0KrvI/AAAAAAAABgQ/XB9ESqVsRGo/s400/DSCF6132.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553391618730143474" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TRGcQHRDmzI/AAAAAAAABgI/WR3DwUggrU4/s1600/DSCF6103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TRGcQHRDmzI/AAAAAAAABgI/WR3DwUggrU4/s400/DSCF6103.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553391616166959922" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TRGcP_JRZDI/AAAAAAAABgA/sBG2rCmrkEk/s1600/DSCF6080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TRGcP_JRZDI/AAAAAAAABgA/sBG2rCmrkEk/s400/DSCF6080.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553391613986825266" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TRGcPokBPjI/AAAAAAAABf4/w_3tDr-cM_Q/s1600/DSCF6075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TRGcPokBPjI/AAAAAAAABf4/w_3tDr-cM_Q/s400/DSCF6075.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553391607924997682" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TRGcPaq2ZKI/AAAAAAAABfw/rU5lg8BsVMs/s1600/DSCF5951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TRGcPaq2ZKI/AAAAAAAABfw/rU5lg8BsVMs/s400/DSCF5951.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553391604195550370" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TRGbKsJa6gI/AAAAAAAABfo/vMSfFZ6BGmc/s1600/DSCF5948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TRGbKsJa6gI/AAAAAAAABfo/vMSfFZ6BGmc/s400/DSCF5948.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553390423476201986" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TRGbKUw5_LI/AAAAAAAABfg/9F8pxfzvNz0/s1600/DSCF5999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TRGbKUw5_LI/AAAAAAAABfg/9F8pxfzvNz0/s400/DSCF5999.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553390417199365298" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TRGbJvW-JgI/AAAAAAAABfY/Ozq6uxy_GZM/s1600/DSCF5980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TRGbJvW-JgI/AAAAAAAABfY/Ozq6uxy_GZM/s400/DSCF5980.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553390407158474242" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TRGZ-HwGBPI/AAAAAAAABe4/7KTGUW-Cq8c/s1600/162997_482189687947_522497947_5709670_6485297_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TRGZ-HwGBPI/AAAAAAAABe4/7KTGUW-Cq8c/s400/162997_482189687947_522497947_5709670_6485297_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553389108036240626" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TRGZ90aF_qI/AAAAAAAABew/6f5s4sfhnHg/s1600/165784_482189792947_522497947_5709671_5138862_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TRGZ90aF_qI/AAAAAAAABew/6f5s4sfhnHg/s400/165784_482189792947_522497947_5709671_5138862_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553389102843690658" style="cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah I'm gonna upload them on facebook anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy holidays everyone! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-4888402910720790829?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/4888402910720790829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/12/139-9-days-to-brand-new-year-i-finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/4888402910720790829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/4888402910720790829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/12/139-9-days-to-brand-new-year-i-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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/_N8tptyp7k4s/TRGZ90ol4dI/AAAAAAAABeo/-nlhjrdby8I/s72-c/164452_1694280484439_1460619821_1764598_6792751_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-3503021726519998448</id><published>2010-12-17T13:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T13:09:41.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;138/ Another day, another drama&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u4FF6MpcsRw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u4FF6MpcsRw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-3503021726519998448?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/3503021726519998448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/12/138-another-day-another-drama-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/3503021726519998448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/3503021726519998448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/12/138-another-day-another-drama-love.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-9138676849005523263</id><published>2010-12-16T00:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T00:13:16.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;137/ Because I am&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TQjn5hQjthI/AAAAAAAABeY/BiK14KPpOEg/s1600/hollywoodprincess.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TQjn5hQjthI/AAAAAAAABeY/BiK14KPpOEg/s400/hollywoodprincess.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550941516100515346" style="cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My feet, they're pretty much hurting from the amount of walking I did today. My voice, sore from the amount of screaming today. I'll update another time soon. For now, I just need a deep slumber. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&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/6787411821215166240-9138676849005523263?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/9138676849005523263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/12/137-because-i-am-my-feet-theyre-pretty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/9138676849005523263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/9138676849005523263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/12/137-because-i-am-my-feet-theyre-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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/_N8tptyp7k4s/TQjn5hQjthI/AAAAAAAABeY/BiK14KPpOEg/s72-c/hollywoodprincess.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-2893566961290913393</id><published>2010-12-14T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T00:08:42.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;136/ And look at my hairstyle back then&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TQd5hR6NzXI/AAAAAAAABeQ/lm7NHYJMtQo/s1600/same.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TQd5hR6NzXI/AAAAAAAABeQ/lm7NHYJMtQo/s400/same.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550538678407646578" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love how my parents compiled photos of my younger days (well, not that I'm very old now) in a huge album and decorated it so that now I can look back and laugh or smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I look pretty much the same, yes? Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-2893566961290913393?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/2893566961290913393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/12/136-and-look-at-my-hairstyle-back-then.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/2893566961290913393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/2893566961290913393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/12/136-and-look-at-my-hairstyle-back-then.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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/_N8tptyp7k4s/TQd5hR6NzXI/AAAAAAAABeQ/lm7NHYJMtQo/s72-c/same.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-4907766620150595542</id><published>2010-12-13T01:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T01:30:33.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;135/ I'm not suffering from schizophrenia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TQUFRjJSnlI/AAAAAAAABeI/G0A_QadWKVs/s1600/google.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TQUFRjJSnlI/AAAAAAAABeI/G0A_QadWKVs/s400/google.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549847914854129234" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least I know I'm pathetic, which is saddening but whatever, and I don't keep calling myself awesome but actually not really awesome like someoneeee. I'm not making any sense right, well it's 1.30 am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh btw, you owe me my birthday treat ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-4907766620150595542?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/4907766620150595542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/12/135-im-not-suffering-from-schizophrenia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/4907766620150595542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/4907766620150595542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/12/135-im-not-suffering-from-schizophrenia.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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/_N8tptyp7k4s/TQUFRjJSnlI/AAAAAAAABeI/G0A_QadWKVs/s72-c/google.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-1735132518890694902</id><published>2010-12-11T20:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T20:34:43.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;134/ You gotta love the atmosphere&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 hours of walking is no joke. But with an awesome company, who'd complain? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TQNvkB11NKI/AAAAAAAABdw/MFwFl9yUDak/s1600/67848_1687979406916_1460619821_1752296_7504175_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TQNvkB11NKI/AAAAAAAABdw/MFwFl9yUDak/s400/67848_1687979406916_1460619821_1752296_7504175_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549401830610777250" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TQNvgLEkfkI/AAAAAAAABdo/Ga3DFbGZY4s/s1600/63609_1687976206836_1460619821_1752280_3587425_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TQNvgLEkfkI/AAAAAAAABdo/Ga3DFbGZY4s/s400/63609_1687976206836_1460619821_1752280_3587425_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549401764369038914" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TQNvgLEkfkI/AAAAAAAABdo/Ga3DFbGZY4s/s1600/63609_1687976206836_1460619821_1752280_3587425_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TQNvyExNlBI/AAAAAAAABd4/yeJqnvuwjZU/s1600/68243_1687981006956_1460619821_1752303_3106663_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TQNvyExNlBI/AAAAAAAABd4/yeJqnvuwjZU/s400/68243_1687981006956_1460619821_1752303_3106663_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549402071914877970" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TQNvfsaqPLI/AAAAAAAABdg/n2lOp1ceUKg/s1600/163444_1687984887053_1460619821_1752319_6213380_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TQNvfsaqPLI/AAAAAAAABdg/n2lOp1ceUKg/s400/163444_1687984887053_1460619821_1752319_6213380_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549401756140190898" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TQNvfcy1YQI/AAAAAAAABdY/fwKnj02Jbi4/s1600/35614_1687984527044_1460619821_1752317_6429817_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TQNvfcy1YQI/AAAAAAAABdY/fwKnj02Jbi4/s400/35614_1687984527044_1460619821_1752317_6429817_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549401751946617090" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TQNvfLh9CdI/AAAAAAAABdQ/SszrbbUXoqU/s1600/156920_1687984287038_1460619821_1752316_2413758_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TQNvfLh9CdI/AAAAAAAABdQ/SszrbbUXoqU/s400/156920_1687984287038_1460619821_1752316_2413758_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549401747312413138" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TQNvfA-XddI/AAAAAAAABdI/VpihXL2_2-0/s1600/154119_1687983727024_1460619821_1752313_722270_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TQNvfA-XddI/AAAAAAAABdI/VpihXL2_2-0/s400/154119_1687983727024_1460619821_1752313_722270_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549401744478795218" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-1735132518890694902?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/1735132518890694902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/12/134-you-gotta-love-atmosphere-10-hours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/1735132518890694902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/1735132518890694902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/12/134-you-gotta-love-atmosphere-10-hours.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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/_N8tptyp7k4s/TQNvkB11NKI/AAAAAAAABdw/MFwFl9yUDak/s72-c/67848_1687979406916_1460619821_1752296_7504175_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-78306434081151973</id><published>2010-12-11T15:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T15:56:34.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;133/ &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I may do a lot of stupid shit but I'm still a lot closer to love than you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;"Girls are taught a lot of stuff growing up. If a guy punches you he likes you. Never try to trim your own bangs and someday you will meet a wonderful guy and get your very own happy ending. Every movie we see, every story we're told implores us to wait for it, the third act twist, the unexpected declaration of love, the exception to the rule. But sometimes we're so focused on finding our happy ending we don't learn how to read the signs. How to tell from the ones who want us and the ones who don't, the ones who will stay and the ones who will leave. And maybe a happy ending doesn't include a guy, maybe it's you, on your own, picking up the pieces and starting over, freeing yourself up for something better in the future. Maybe the happy ending is just moving on. Or maybe the happy ending is this, knowing after all the unreturned phone calls, broken-hearts, through the blunders and misread signals, through all the pain and embarrassment, you never gave up hope."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-78306434081151973?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/78306434081151973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/12/133-i-may-do-lot-of-stupid-shit-but-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/78306434081151973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/78306434081151973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/12/133-i-may-do-lot-of-stupid-shit-but-im.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-8105757764623227245</id><published>2010-12-10T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T00:28:50.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;132/ Please don't be in love with someone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like spending free time on youtube watching past episodes of So You Think You Can Dance, and in addition I just finished watching Step Up 2 on Channel 5. How I wish I can be as awesome. Speaking of which, I haven't got the chance to catch Step Up 3. Ikr, how depressing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow's (or later, since it's 12.25am) my last paper for MST and I'm like putting in only 50% effort in studying, just because. I can't wait to spend my holidays with friends, dates, girlfriends, family and did I tell you I'm gonna take part in Chingay? Gonna be so exciting! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-8105757764623227245?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/8105757764623227245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/12/132-please-dont-be-in-love-with-someone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/8105757764623227245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/8105757764623227245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/12/132-please-dont-be-in-love-with-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-8285758848955124431</id><published>2010-12-08T23:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T23:24:57.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;131/ You, me and a secret affair&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TP-iSYTjizI/AAAAAAAABdA/YcbrdxBsIss/s1600/P081210_00.53%255B01%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TP-iSYTjizI/AAAAAAAABdA/YcbrdxBsIss/s400/P081210_00.53%255B01%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548331702589557554" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M PSYCHED BECAUSE I JUST GOT MYSELF A NEW SET OF COLOURED EYELINER I know it's not much compared to my friend's Urban Decay's Book of Shadows but I never really invested much in cosmetic products before other than the essentials but what I'm really satisfied about is because they're comparable to UD's eyeliners even though they're a little bit less waterproof but the colours really are intense and it's really pretty. (I'll do swatches soon, I promise) I'm now saving up money for SMH eyeshadows (more about that soon too) and lipstick you may think I'm hardcore but there are people out there who are hardcore-r than me hehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can't blame me, these things make me happy. And pretty. But for now, I need to focus on my MSTs first. Two more days, just two more days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-8285758848955124431?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/8285758848955124431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/12/131-you-me-and-secret-affair-im-stoked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/8285758848955124431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/8285758848955124431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/12/131-you-me-and-secret-affair-im-stoked.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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/_N8tptyp7k4s/TP-iSYTjizI/AAAAAAAABdA/YcbrdxBsIss/s72-c/P081210_00.53%255B01%255D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-7755285750881067035</id><published>2010-12-05T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T23:24:02.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;130/ I thought I had you figured out&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You and I walk a fragile line,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have known it all this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I never thought I'd live to see it break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He will try to take away my pain,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he might just make me smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the whole time I'm wishing it was you instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Taylor Swift, Haunted&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-7755285750881067035?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-8105338014537919822</id><published>2010-12-05T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T23:04:32.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;129/ But it wouldn't change anything&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unconsciously, I'm drowning myself in misery every single day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need a place where I can seek solace, where I can be by myself and have no one to judge or hurt me, at least not directly in my face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pretend to be okay so much so that after awhile it feels numb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like I don't even know how it's like to not feel pain anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-8105338014537919822?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/8105338014537919822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/12/129-but-it-wouldnt-change-anything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/8105338014537919822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/8105338014537919822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/12/129-but-it-wouldnt-change-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-7505293085193285890</id><published>2010-11-30T00:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T01:02:28.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;128/ I'll be the lights and the soul of the party&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna pause blogging for now. I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tumblr's still on though :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-7505293085193285890?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/7505293085193285890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/11/128-ill-be-lights-and-soul-of-party-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/7505293085193285890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/7505293085193285890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/11/128-ill-be-lights-and-soul-of-party-im.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-6725596682517964998</id><published>2010-11-28T22:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T23:05:37.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;127/ Fleaaaaa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Visited the flea market at Haji Lane,on the last day at the last hour. I honestly think that's the best time to visit a flea market cos the stalls are selling off their items at the lowest possible price and they're not reluctant. Like,I got 4 rings for 2 dollars each and two tops. Though it is really dark and spoils the mood of browsing through the items cos I may have night blindness I can't see anything when it's not brightly lit hahahah okay not really and another disadvantage is that most pretty items would probably have been sold the previous day or earlier in the afternoon so the moral of the story is to open your own stall so you'll be there every hour and while people are buying your items you can browse other people's items :D Yes,I give bad advice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TPJuZ2-1YaI/AAAAAAAABc4/ogBi-TrFkzE/s1600/P281110_22.30e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TPJuZ2-1YaI/AAAAAAAABc4/ogBi-TrFkzE/s400/P281110_22.30e.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544615481781346722" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TPJuZ1MVZgI/AAAAAAAABcw/45dqxzwCq_k/s1600/P281110_22.30%255B01e%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N8tptyp7k4s/TPJuZ1MVZgI/AAAAAAAABcw/45dqxzwCq_k/s400/P281110_22.30%255B01e%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544615481301100034" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love rings very much,and I love what I bought especially the pattern of the shank I think it's very pretty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay,no shopping for next week cos it's MST,study study studyyyyyyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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/_N8tptyp7k4s/TPJuZ2-1YaI/AAAAAAAABc4/ogBi-TrFkzE/s72-c/P281110_22.30e.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-367959464120024654</id><published>2010-11-27T01:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T01:42:21.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;126/ Write it on the skyline&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ybhPQyJS8k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ybhPQyJS8k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Broken trust and broken hearts,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-367959464120024654?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787411821215166240.post-306894104870449108</id><published>2010-11-20T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T21:25:43.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;125/ Like a year without rain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of these days I'll wake up from this bad dream I'm dreaming,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one of these days I pray that I'll be over you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one of these days I'll realize that I'm too tired of feeling confused.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But for now there's a reason that you're still here in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-306894104870449108?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/306894104870449108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/11/125-like-year-without-rain-one-of-these.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/306894104870449108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/306894104870449108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/11/125-like-year-without-rain-one-of-these.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-1968034922776284452</id><published>2010-11-20T16:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T00:18:59.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;124/ But you'd rather get wasted&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Basic Instrumental Analysis datasheet&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Process Instrumentation datasheet&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Food Chemistry datasheet&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Food Chemistry formal report&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Food Preservation formal report&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Food Microbiology datasheet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Biochemistry datasheet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Biochemistry graded assignment&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Food Chemistry assignment&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;3&lt;/s&gt; 1 tutorial&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dance performance on 4th December&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Poster for Darmawisata&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate how practicals constitute more than half of my weekly timetable. Which means, as seen above, countless datasheets and formal reports to complete, which I dislike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to think that MSTs are in 2 weeks time. I've yet to touch my lecture notes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*faints*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-1968034922776284452?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/1968034922776284452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/11/124-but-youd-rather-get-wasted-basic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/1968034922776284452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/1968034922776284452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/11/124-but-youd-rather-get-wasted-basic.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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-6787411821215166240.post-2590302025313296872</id><published>2010-11-20T14:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T14:31:16.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;123/ But darlin' I'd still catch a grenade for ya&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_OPYOjVYlP0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_OPYOjVYlP0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you won't do the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sweetcoretragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6787411821215166240-2590302025313296872?l=sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/2590302025313296872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/11/123-but-darlin-id-still-catch-grenade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/2590302025313296872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6787411821215166240/posts/default/2590302025313296872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcoretragedy.blogspot.com/2010/11/123-but-darlin-id-still-catch-grenade.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetcoretragedy;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632310550092725318</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>
