<?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-5374086465463421327</id><updated>2011-07-23T06:19:07.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Umalvinda</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-604149031663016166</id><published>2011-07-01T02:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T02:15:48.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Emhotsthoac/Tg2QFHUdXII/AAAAAAAAARQ/Ft1QsE2njMA/s1600/IMG045.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Emhotsthoac/Tg2QFHUdXII/AAAAAAAAARQ/Ft1QsE2njMA/s320/IMG045.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KDGzphapoow/Tg2P1L51bAI/AAAAAAAAARA/v4pCPloNSSk/s1600/IMG035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KDGzphapoow/Tg2P1L51bAI/AAAAAAAAARA/v4pCPloNSSk/s320/IMG035.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0f6WvoEcrfg/Tg2P3EiEfkI/AAAAAAAAARE/C-NkypkCdQ8/s1600/IMG037.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0f6WvoEcrfg/Tg2P3EiEfkI/AAAAAAAAARE/C-NkypkCdQ8/s320/IMG037.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jvryg5q91nE/Tg2P-AxlHzI/AAAAAAAAARI/p6MrksMWFCg/s1600/IMG047.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jvryg5q91nE/Tg2P-AxlHzI/AAAAAAAAARI/p6MrksMWFCg/s320/IMG047.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This was taken few mths back .. hahha ((:&lt;br /&gt;Bby gal and me .. &lt;br /&gt;Miss you so much hunn &amp;lt;3&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/5374086465463421327-604149031663016166?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/604149031663016166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=604149031663016166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/604149031663016166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/604149031663016166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2011/07/this-was-taken-few-mths-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Emhotsthoac/Tg2QFHUdXII/AAAAAAAAARQ/Ft1QsE2njMA/s72-c/IMG045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-1094397240544048978</id><published>2011-07-01T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T01:55:38.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh gosh ..! it has been ages since i blog .. OMG .. while was busy with facebook all the time there only .. lol .. and so many stuff going on now days i must say ... well first thinbg first GUESS WHO IS BACK , BACK AGAIN !! GALFI !!!hahahah .. oh babe without you the days were so shitty man .. trust mi .. hahaha .. and i am rebloging cuz of u .. lol .. u reminded mi abt blog .. hahah .. and i still remember my password .. WTH !! lol ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;And abt my deaar boyfriend things are up to no good . but still looking at the bright side , hope things goes well .. oh i miss our first few mths together man .. haizz .. really time changes just like mans do .. lol .. hahah .. lastly I LOVE YOU GALFI .mucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; .. &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-1094397240544048978?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1094397240544048978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=1094397240544048978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/1094397240544048978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/1094397240544048978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2011/07/oh-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-4242858535148692206</id><published>2010-04-16T21:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T21:29:53.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Wa from yesterday afternoon was dame happy .. but wen Randy tok to mi i was confuse .. nopt only just confuse dame dame confuse and sad .. I miss the someone one .. i dont knw y .. i reali dont knw wat to do .. i just wan to sit in one corner and cry .. y must this happen to mi .. y must u come in my life .. or y did i come in ur life .. if we didnt see each other , knw each other life have been fine rit .. u will not be this way thinking abt mi , missing mi , w8ing for mi &amp;nbsp;ect ect .. but y y y y y &amp;nbsp;.. y all this are happing ... y dont u move on as told u to do so .. &amp;nbsp;y are u hurting urself and mi ..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-4242858535148692206?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4242858535148692206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=4242858535148692206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/4242858535148692206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/4242858535148692206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2010/04/wa-from-yesterday-afternoon-was-dame.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-1165087267027120184</id><published>2010-03-24T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T01:55:44.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;heyy peeps .. its has been long since i blog .. wow .. nowdays onli spending time on facebook .. haha .. facebook sure is fun .. well alot of things happening each day .. happy ending and sad ending .. but whatever it is life still have to move on .. haha .. ITs holiday babe .. haha .. Just spending my holiday cleaning my hus .. its in a mess .. haha .. TIEM TO CLEAN UP UMA this is wat i say to myself &amp;nbsp;.. haha .. if i do my hus work cannot use comp , if i use comp i cannot do hus work .. aiyo aiyo .. lol .. So wat i have been doing is tat clean the hus at night and use comp in the moring .. and for afternoon its either comp or tv .. haha its is wat i cal time management .. haha ok peeps gtg .. see ya soon .. tata =]&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;உமா &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;haha tying out my name in tamil .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-1165087267027120184?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1165087267027120184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=1165087267027120184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/1165087267027120184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/1165087267027120184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2010/03/heyy-peeps.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-2612241698381995168</id><published>2010-02-23T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T18:55:37.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So now i am to blame .. i called tat stupid to slove this stupid thing .. and all he do is blame mi for misunderstanding him .. WTF !!! pls la .. u some more can tell mi i telling u out of sudden .. hell u .. u wan mi ti inform u , so u can get ready to lie to mi is it .. Wen thinging abt u just make mi angry since yetserday untill today 9 plus i didnt cry cuz of u .. but one of ur realy STUPIT text make mi cry .. not cuz i have feelings all .. the text reali proves tat u r reali a fucking stupid guy !!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-2612241698381995168?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2612241698381995168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=2612241698381995168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/2612241698381995168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/2612241698381995168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-now-i-am-to-blame.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-5615994610024997661</id><published>2010-02-09T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T17:58:51.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo ppl went missing for few days .. haha .. hmm was busy with few things .. hmm yea bought new hp .. wow .. mum bought for mi .. thanks mummy ... hmm i just love my phone .. haha .. well have been making new friends now .. haha .. and knw wat all the guys i knw say tat they lky my smile =] haha .. and got one guy say my smile kills him .. haha .. guys nowdays just lve to swit tok gals .. haha .. (sorry guys ) hehe .. ok got to do my work now .. byeee ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-5615994610024997661?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5615994610024997661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=5615994610024997661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/5615994610024997661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/5615994610024997661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2010/02/yo-ppl-went-missing-for-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-3652643928897313867</id><published>2010-01-29T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T19:57:10.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/S2Os4OsWK2I/AAAAAAAAAQk/w3ld-bH20Ps/s1600-h/12434_166212708983_527378983_2659396_3390638_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/S2Os4OsWK2I/AAAAAAAAAQk/w3ld-bH20Ps/s400/12434_166212708983_527378983_2659396_3390638_s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432375657555700578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Happy Birthday Heart =] Sorry babe nvr spent time wit u for ur birthday ... Since u r working and i got sch it has been hard for us .. We shall mit up soon ok ... I just miss those time we spent time together and those time we just keep quite in the phone .. but now things have change ... but watever had change OUR FRIENDSHIP will nvr change .. Forever we will be HEART AND SOUL =] babe ily and imy =] see ya soon ok .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-3652643928897313867?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3652643928897313867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=3652643928897313867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/3652643928897313867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/3652643928897313867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday-heart-sorry-babe-nvr.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/S2Os4OsWK2I/AAAAAAAAAQk/w3ld-bH20Ps/s72-c/12434_166212708983_527378983_2659396_3390638_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-2536872120658399199</id><published>2010-01-18T03:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T03:20:50.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I reali hate U !! yes i DO .. I reali HATE u .. AGRR !!! No words to say to u anymore .. U cheat , lier !! and y must i bother saying thsoe to u .. waste my time onli !!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I HATE U I HATE U I HATE U I HATE U I HATE U I HATE U I HATE U I HATE U !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-2536872120658399199?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2536872120658399199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=2536872120658399199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/2536872120658399199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/2536872120658399199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-reali-hate-u-yes-i-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-5051470223179239095</id><published>2010-01-05T00:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T01:19:38.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm well yesterday was first day of sch .. And i m not feeling well having eyes pain from sunday =[ aiyo .. first day of sch like u knw .. well didnt go for afternoon lesson went to ploy to see dr with soul =] had a great tiem wit her .. made joks laugh alot .. then soul went back home i took med went to shop get food for anni and went back home .. was OTP with soul .. then chit chat wit anni , then she left for work was sitting down in oain .. reali hate eye pain it reali hurts u knw .. then mum was cooking half way the gas finish .. mum say she will go and get food for us but i say i will go .. then went to shop walk ther and there aiyo with my eyes i reali give up half way it reali hurts and i hardly can open my eyes .. =[ then pass by flower shop saw MR white then haha went to get flower haha .. NICE hair cut mr white .. cute =] haha .. ok .. rush back howm had our dinner .. then went to bed .. give my eye a rest .. mum apply med to my eye .. So today didnt go sch cuz eye still teh same so later going to dr .. ok gtg now .. bye =] &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-5051470223179239095?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5051470223179239095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=5051470223179239095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/5051470223179239095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/5051470223179239095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2010/01/hmm-well-yesterday-was-first-day-of-sch.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-3626690717535866391</id><published>2010-01-01T06:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T06:59:45.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I reali HATE this person !!what the fuck are u thinking  nw ?? u think wat i don't have  my own brain to think is it !! wat ppl say i will listen ah ?? Pls la i knw wen to listen &amp;amp; wen not to ok !! BTW i may have gone to bad path cuz  of listening to friends but i nw i knw what m i doing !!! Pls la can don't blame ppl of wat m i doing nw .. its not then its MI M.UMA THEVI !! OK .. GOT IT !! i reali had enough ok .. I already knw this yr is going to be  so fucked up wan .. so ya pls not to make it worst can !! wa reali feel liek running away frm those ppl sia .. cannot take it .. its teh brand new year and they toking shits ok a whole lot of shit !! god pls save mi from then can ?? pls !!! cannot take it ..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-3626690717535866391?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3626690717535866391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=3626690717535866391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/3626690717535866391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/3626690717535866391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-reali-hate-this-person-what-fuck-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-4252742910647233616</id><published>2009-12-31T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T22:25:27.892-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Holy shit its New year ppl pls be NICE to e ppl around u can ??? Wa its only Happy new year  wen u are happy and the ppl around u are also happy .. What happens wen u are feeling fucked up cuz of those ppl around u !!! DAME !!! just hate to stay on earth !!! pls god take my away whr i NO NEED TO SUFFER with those ppl =[ Its a SAD NEW YR for mi .. wish all the rest A HAPPY NEW YR ..  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-4252742910647233616?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4252742910647233616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=4252742910647233616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/4252742910647233616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/4252742910647233616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/12/holy-shit-its-new-year-ppl-pls-be-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-4603836056466902890</id><published>2009-12-24T08:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T08:37:58.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well Marry Xmax ppl =] yesterday saw dhaiva at lot 1 went to flower shop then went to lot 1 had a great time and really enjoy  the time wit her .. even though it was less then 1/2 an hr those time was still wonderful thanks gal u just make my day .. Laugh alot wit u today i knw even my jks were stupid and silly u still laugh .. thanks gal .. i lve u babe =] &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-4603836056466902890?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4603836056466902890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=4603836056466902890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/4603836056466902890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/4603836056466902890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/12/well-marry-xmax-ppl-yesterday-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-3300686318216418951</id><published>2009-12-22T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T23:40:00.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Is this wat m i to get for falling deeply in LVE wit u !!! Soo all thsi while u just think i m a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NONSENSE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;TO U AND ALSO U HAVE TO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TOLERATE MY NONSENSE TILL 2013 !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;well u knw wat u dont have to anymore ok !! i will just backoff ... To think this is wht i get 4 loving u too much its my bad than... hmm ya u knw what no point toking to u .. U guys just dont care abut gals feeling dont u !!! Wen u have no body u just need us but wen u have some one NWE u will justy push us to a side hmm lets say THROW us to a side it sounds better !!And ya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks alot for everything ah !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;just wanted to let it off tat's y i m blogging at this time .. No one to tok to cuz cannot call dhavia now cuz her mum wil be at home and ya ..  just feel so FUCKED up now .. y must it happen to mi over and over again !!@ do i need it ??? just so stress !!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-3300686318216418951?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3300686318216418951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=3300686318216418951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/3300686318216418951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/3300686318216418951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/12/is-this-wat-m-i-to-get-for-falling.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-5795119779825583792</id><published>2009-12-22T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T19:05:19.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is wat u get of falling in LVE wit u is it ?? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;so all this while u have think i m a nonsense is it !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;THANKS AH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !!  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ya nw u will think i nonsense what who knws u find someone NEW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !!! who kns only GOD knws what u doing .. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;u may say no one but mi in ur heart but I DONT THINK SO IT IS TRUE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !!!! and ya this is wat i get to fall in lve wit &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a person who thinks i m a nonsense to him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !! No one never told mi tat but U i never though u will tell tat .. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANKS AGAIN AH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !!! U KNW WHAT FORGET ALL ABT 2013 OK .. FRM ONW U GO ON UR OUM WAY I WILL GO ON MY OWN ... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-5795119779825583792?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5795119779825583792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=5795119779825583792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/5795119779825583792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/5795119779825583792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-is-wat-u-get-of-falling-in-lve-wit.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-1748969883144150851</id><published>2009-12-16T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T22:00:48.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SynIqEScFyI/AAAAAAAAAOc/MBlDXos683o/s1600-h/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SynIqEScFyI/AAAAAAAAAOc/MBlDXos683o/s400/003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416080651920873250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bee and mi our last pic together =[&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;suffer now enjoy later &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/5374086465463421327-1748969883144150851?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1748969883144150851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=1748969883144150851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/1748969883144150851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/1748969883144150851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/12/bee-and-mi-our-last-pic-together-suffer.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SynIqEScFyI/AAAAAAAAAOc/MBlDXos683o/s72-c/003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-139214724456898660</id><published>2009-12-16T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T19:28:07.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Gd morning ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i reali going mad !!! i just cannot take it ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; but thanks to dhaiva i still can make it la .. i reail dont think so i can do it ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; its like i MUST hear his voice lky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; tat but i know a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;deal is a deal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; but ya .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;i reail dont know waht is happening &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;.. =[ all i can say for now is i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;REAIL GOING NUTS HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; !! OMG pls save mi .. Bloging and dhaiva is e only help i gto to keep my mind of him so ya ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SUFFER NOW ENJOY LATER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-139214724456898660?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/139214724456898660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=139214724456898660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/139214724456898660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/139214724456898660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/12/gd-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-2173818755641294739</id><published>2009-12-15T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T19:22:16.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Gd morning =] hmmm yesterday didnt go swimming cuz its was raining so mum n ni went to BBP to eat and did some window shopping hehe .. had alot of fun wit mum laugh alot cuz of my stupid jk tat we make of dad haha .. poor dad we reli made so many studip jks of him haha.. but he dont know wat to ya .. haha .. i just had alot of fun wit mum .. since its holiday and i also nt going out so mum reli make it a point to bring mi out even though its not the plce i wan to go atleast i going out nt like staying at home .. i lve u mum =] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ok .. so yesterday nite tok to MR .HANDSOME for the last time =[ hmmm ya we wanted a hateing ending but turn out to be a swit n sad wan .. i sure missing him nw .. and ya atlest of the last time he sing to mi our fav song Vizhi Moodi .. hmm the song reali have a lot of wonderful meaning in it .. and ya i trying my best to keep my hands frm my hp cuz i dont wan to call him or text him =[ bee i m so missing u .. OMG i going to be mad soon ..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but luckly i have dhaiva ( my heart n soul ) thanks babe !!! lve u and miss u too .. u have reali done so much of two of us and not fogetting help us wen ever we both fight ... thanks ... and cuz of u onli i and &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;MR .HANDSOME&lt;/span&gt; stared to tok =] cheers to u babe .. take care .. see ya soon gal ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-2173818755641294739?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2173818755641294739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=2173818755641294739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/2173818755641294739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/2173818755641294739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/12/gd-morning-hmmm-yesterday-didnt-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-2922599707943509656</id><published>2009-12-14T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T23:06:38.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hmmm today is a tiring day i must say cuz wake up clean e hus wen to mum wrk place to give food and also had mine there ( being a gd daughter hehe) then went shop get some thing and will be going swimming later wit mum .. haha.. it has been veri long since i and mum wen swimming alone haha. so happy la !!! And the sad thing 2day is tat i and bee will not be toking frm today until 27 aug 2013 =( so looking forward to tat day.. i know its a lng2 way to go but still i m also there for bee n bee is always thee 4 mi .. so today he just irritated mi cuz i tld him to do so cuz i dont wan to miss him .. and y i dont wan to miss him cuz if i miss him i will call him and say let's tok for another 2 or 3 days more and ya .. so frm 2morrow onwards i going to make myself busy !!! cuz if not i will 100% call him so ya .. BEE i reali going to miss u ... and dhaiva I miss u badly di .. just miss the time wen we will  be otp for hrs even in the hrs there will be almost 15-20 min of silent we still enjoy those times but now ?? hope n pray tat we can get back those times ok .. lve u =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-2922599707943509656?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2922599707943509656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=2922599707943509656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/2922599707943509656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/2922599707943509656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/12/hmmm-today-is-tiring-day-i-must-say-cuz.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-5573578248390593824</id><published>2009-12-13T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T23:23:26.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alot of things happen in a day itself.. poor dhaiva she is the wan who suffer alot .. sorry gal .. and plane not to tok to sean but just cannot sia.. but starting 15 dec 2009 not gong to tok to him cuz we have a deal .. i onli came out wil it and he also agree wit it la.. bit the thing is tht i reli cannot  stp toking to him .. but as he say suffer now enjoy later .. so ya .. hmm so tomorrow will be e last day i will be toking to him ... and also tomorrow is our 8th mth of friendship =) so sad but stil b\he will be my friend wat .. so ya... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-5573578248390593824?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5573578248390593824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=5573578248390593824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/5573578248390593824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/5573578248390593824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/12/alot-of-things-happen-in-day-itself.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-3490402302810480605</id><published>2009-11-01T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T21:34:00.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo guys i am back after missing for days haha.. hmm well was busy all with sch stuff.. its stress sia.. hmm well enjoying my sch life..haha make 2 new guy friends they are sean's friends.. good guys must say... funny and ya.. one is vikiy and another i dont know how to spell so by short i call him RR haha... hmm RR is so called my mama onli i dhavia,sean and RR know abt tat.. as fro viky hmm lets say FRIENDS la..haha but vikiy onli will text mi out of the blue tat knid but wen he see mi alone he will tok but wen i m wit my friends he will not maybe he shy or wat lol... hmm and having a great time in sch and at home hah.. laughing alot thsi few days  not cuz i am mad or wat those ppl around mi are making mi laugh.. Looking forward to go sch haha.. before sch reopen i was likw i dont wan to go to sch but things change I LOVE GOING TO SCH cuz of my DEAR FRIENDS=) u are all loved my dear friends... ok good nite.. going to slp n.. will blog wen i have time ok..lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-3490402302810480605?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3490402302810480605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=3490402302810480605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/3490402302810480605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/3490402302810480605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/11/yo-guys-i-am-back-after-missing-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-135783816518696546</id><published>2009-10-13T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T02:45:05.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;sch was fun..ha3.. laugh alot..hmm its turn out good nt wat i was fear the most..haha..will updatye more abt sch wen i get well ok.. i got flu sia=( i really hate this ...And i and kate at fun in mrt and fb..kate ily.. u really make mi laugh untill i cry=) i still laughing abt wat happen in mrt..haha...shhh cannot tell out..haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-135783816518696546?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/135783816518696546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=135783816518696546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/135783816518696546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/135783816518696546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/10/sch-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-4803449846415825897</id><published>2009-10-10T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T18:29:33.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmm today sunday 11 oct 2009 8.05 am i found out one truth.. ans like i always say truth hurts man....ANd the truth is about someone..ya..hm the person is tying to be a diff person to mi as if i will never find out.. but too bad i found out la.. y must u do this is it cause u dont wan to hurt mi or urself??? or u tying to spy on mi.. and if u are trying to spy on mi y la its over what.. wat's the point of spying mi now...btw dont sarcastic can or not..a nd be ureself  n also dont cheat mi and angain urself...ok enough of this.. hmm well rebone my hair again haha.. hmm today later will be going to my aunt's place of prayers of my grandmum n grandad.. wow will have super great foods haha=) so help mum cut al the thing yesterday cuz today morning she need to cook...hmm vijaya and jayati akka family will be coming.. aiya just hate vijaya akka sia.. dont knw  hmm may be she just tok to much and stuff haha.. being bad hehe=) hmmm ok gtg now need to get ready to my aunty's place oh ya tomorrow sch open sia.. OMG can i like skip this part but i know i cannot well just go wit the flow hehe=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-4803449846415825897?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4803449846415825897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=4803449846415825897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/4803449846415825897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/4803449846415825897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/10/hmm-today-sunday-11-oct-2009-8.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-4296530179511942836</id><published>2009-10-07T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T00:06:56.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;We've joined together as classmatesas the new year begins...A year full of learningwhile we become friends.We'll share and be kindas we work and play.And our friendship will growwith each passing day.&lt;br /&gt;I had a box of crayons,All shiny, straight and new.I lent a friend one crayon,And--oops--it broke in two!&lt;br /&gt;My friend said she was sorry,But I said "I don't care,'cause now we both can colorwith one crayon--we can share!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;* this is for my gals kate,dee n joe.. thnsk u gals for being they wen i needed to u guys.. and we wil be always the onli 4 gals ok.. haha love u dee,kate and joe=)*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-4296530179511942836?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4296530179511942836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=4296530179511942836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/4296530179511942836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/4296530179511942836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/10/weve-joined-together-as-classmatesas.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-9097670305919463236</id><published>2009-10-06T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T23:56:01.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;You are my best friend,My very best friend,You make me happy,Everyday,You share your great snacks,You share your best toys,So please don't takeMy best friend away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Best FriendToday I found a friend,Who knew everything I felt.She knew my every weakness,And the problems I've been dealt.&lt;br /&gt;She understood my wonders,And listened to my dreams.She listened to how I felt about life and love,And knew what it all means.&lt;br /&gt;Not once did she interrupt me,Or tell me I was wrong.She understood what I was going through,And promised she'd stay long&lt;br /&gt;I reached out to this friendTo show her that i careTo pull her close and let her knowHow much I need her there&lt;br /&gt;I went to hold her handTo pull her a bit nearerAnd realized that this perfect friend I foundWas nothing but my mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* this is for u heart n soul=) thanks 4 everything.. even we dont hang out and tok to each other often i just wan to say we always think abt each otehr 24/7.. love u*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-9097670305919463236?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/9097670305919463236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=9097670305919463236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/9097670305919463236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/9097670305919463236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-are-my-best-friendmy-very-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-6283736526040724725</id><published>2009-10-05T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T00:46:22.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HEY M.UMA THEVI wake up la.. aiyo.. its is wat i am telling myself.. i am laughing outside but inside i m crying..Y??? i better dt say it here.. hmm i just dt get it.. y must the person do this to mi.. wen i am getting over it u are rubbing on it..i jsut dont get one thing r u doing this to help the another prson to hurt mi or u think u should tell mi everthing...pls i just got over it and i dont wan to think abt it anymore... it reali took aot to get over it and onli my HEAT AND SOUL  knows how hard it was... I dont wan to look back or i dont wan to sit down n cry abt it as i use to.. i have a lovely mum who is trying her best to make mi feel better  wen ever she can n my heart n soul is always thre 4 mi n nt forgetting my bro even though we dont get along everytime and he was there for mi one way or another.. this is wat i wan to tell him I LOVE U AS MUCH I HATE U BOR..this is wat i n heart n soul will say to each other but nw i think it suits my bro.. thansk guys for being there for mi and everyone who help mi to get out from the shit.. i mind i dont wan to call it a shit cuz i reali had good times vbut it all came to a end.. so ya.. i never cry abt it for a couple of days but cuz of something i cry and i swear it will be the last time i m going to cry over thsi.. yap wish mi luck ppl... hmm feel much more better nw=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-6283736526040724725?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6283736526040724725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=6283736526040724725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/6283736526040724725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/6283736526040724725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-m.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-2601706338904917275</id><published>2009-10-02T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T22:29:23.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Wow spend more than 1hr to change my blog skin.. ha3.. veri board so anything to do then thought of changing my blog skin.. NIce rit??ha3=) hmm well today is another boaring day for mi.. killing time at home...was so called"busy" those few days. so ya.. hmm tomorrow going SHOPPING wit mum..wow fun..haha... got 2 new jeans and 3 new tops :) hmm weekends r coming happy.. i just end weekdays it reali suxs.. and another 10 more days to sch to reopen..AIYA reali hate goig sch sia!!!! cuz of e ppl there and need to see unwated face...AIYO=( hmm well i still have my friends by my side so i dont think it will be so bad.. hope for teh BEST.. and praly hard it all END FOR GOOD!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-2601706338904917275?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2601706338904917275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=2601706338904917275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/2601706338904917275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/2601706338904917275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/10/wow-spend-more-than-1hr-to-change-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-2528862331279101221</id><published>2009-10-02T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T20:09:30.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so over it!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Its Over n 100% Over!!!! Its late to say nw but i dont fucking care I AM OVER IT!!! I was over IT long2 ago but today is E day i feel like telling it out!!!! I M SO OVER IT...WOW BEST!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-2528862331279101221?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2528862331279101221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=2528862331279101221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/2528862331279101221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/2528862331279101221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-over-n-100-over-its-later-to-say-nw.html' title='I am so over it!!!'/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-1766876462696561616</id><published>2009-09-30T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T21:52:14.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Raya Outing=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SsQ0_mVafCI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Vf_0eWrUBCM/s1600-h/my+head+is+missing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387489321468722210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SsQ0_mVafCI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Vf_0eWrUBCM/s400/my+head+is+missing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Only she know y i like this pic..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SsQztqBzGWI/AAAAAAAAAN8/mBIxAd_HKDs/s1600-h/Before+swimming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387487913710917986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SsQztqBzGWI/AAAAAAAAAN8/mBIxAd_HKDs/s400/Before+swimming.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E first n E nice pic=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SsQztC8Lk1I/AAAAAAAAAN0/LIOuVMZoEUk/s1600-h/A+day+at+swimming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387487903218373458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SsQztC8Lk1I/AAAAAAAAAN0/LIOuVMZoEUk/s400/A+day+at+swimming.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/5374086465463421327-1766876462696561616?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1766876462696561616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=1766876462696561616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/1766876462696561616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/1766876462696561616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/09/raya-outing-only-she-know-y-i-like-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SsQ0_mVafCI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Vf_0eWrUBCM/s72-c/my+head+is+missing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-2887508202540255906</id><published>2009-09-16T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T23:01:00.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SrCFFZLP-iI/AAAAAAAAAL0/j7E32VPlQA4/s1600-h/we+are+e+vest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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SHe is 58 thsi yr..wow so old but she dnt look liek she is tat la...haha.. then my another auny also came she will be turning 60on 16 sep so they cut cake together la.. My aunt said i lost weight sia..haha.. but e thing is tat i have being eating alot nwdays what.. but i loss weight la cuz last time mum bought mi a dress but cannto fit but yesterday i wear it can fit i was veri happy la..haha... hmm well e food was nice and p place was so nice.. I was telling mum i wan to go there n eat of my birthday... hmm well they were all toking and i realii hate e way my uncle tok wa crap sia.. i mean he like to show off onli.. i was liek wa can u liek just keep quite!!! reali it was so....no words to sAY LA..AIYA...haha... I and my bro was like y must we come wit them and eat.. even thought e place and e food were nice the ppl we went wit were ot bad but at e same time not good haha.. Nw i being bad..haha.. sorry uncle n anut=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-3535081964599581162?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3535081964599581162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=3535081964599581162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/3535081964599581162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/3535081964599581162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_08.html' title='=)'/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-7953019958444555165</id><published>2009-09-07T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T08:01:10.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy=)</title><content type='html'>Hmm well must say i am back to myself..D Bad days are over..Now time for e sun to shine=) thanks to e ppl around mi... Nw i and bugs bunny are friends again Cool rit.. Hope we can put e past behind us and go ahead=) easy to say i know but i will prove it=) wa i miss Dhaivanai =( today never tok to her..gal even we never always tok we will be thinking abt each other every sec haha=)ok gtg=) Good nite ppl.. god bless=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-7953019958444555165?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7953019958444555165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=7953019958444555165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/7953019958444555165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/7953019958444555165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy.html' title='happy=)'/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-1544354558753130782</id><published>2009-09-04T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T01:43:43.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SqDSi_xhqNI/AAAAAAAAAIE/UdDX2MCa_6A/s1600-h/IMAG0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SqDSiDh4MiI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ES1rDgqreVc/s1600-h/IMAG0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377529437585158690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SqDSiDh4MiI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ES1rDgqreVc/s200/IMAG0037.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SqDSh_ZVgKI/AAAAAAAAAH0/TTTSeXxy-h0/s1600-h/IMAG0046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377529436475588770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SqDSh_ZVgKI/AAAAAAAAAH0/TTTSeXxy-h0/s200/IMAG0046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SqDShSrkLrI/AAAAAAAAAHs/RNxulNV0rlg/s1600-h/IMAG0047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377529424472452786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SqDShSrkLrI/AAAAAAAAAHs/RNxulNV0rlg/s200/IMAG0047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SqDShKIaHyI/AAAAAAAAAHk/I0dFO594cfA/s1600-h/IMAG0048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377529422177509154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SqDShKIaHyI/AAAAAAAAAHk/I0dFO594cfA/s200/IMAG0048.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377528869139541666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SqDSA954bqI/AAAAAAAAAHM/qB456aNZNS8/s200/IMAG0031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SqDSAWKn4iI/AAAAAAAAAHE/wn_YvEIoDsU/s1600-h/IMAG0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377528858472342050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SqDSAWKn4iI/AAAAAAAAAHE/wn_YvEIoDsU/s200/IMAG0030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SqDR_9lQeSI/AAAAAAAAAG8/kdOu2YdCINI/s1600-h/IMAG0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377528851873167650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SqDR_9lQeSI/AAAAAAAAAG8/kdOu2YdCINI/s200/IMAG0029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-1544354558753130782?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1544354558753130782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=1544354558753130782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/1544354558753130782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/1544354558753130782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SqDSiDh4MiI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ES1rDgqreVc/s72-c/IMAG0037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-6544391834653690302</id><published>2009-09-04T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T01:48:54.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am so getting e white  gown=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SqDO7U00zmI/AAAAAAAAAGs/bb2YDMHHeyM/s1600-h/IMAG0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377525473678249570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SqDO7U00zmI/AAAAAAAAAGs/bb2YDMHHeyM/s200/IMAG0024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; what a nice gown=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SqDOo7sN_0I/AAAAAAAAAGk/-1I3roBvVGY/s1600-h/IMAG0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377525157693620034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SqDOo7sN_0I/AAAAAAAAAGk/-1I3roBvVGY/s200/IMAG0023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Know i have a shoulder to count on&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SqDNTl6DReI/AAAAAAAAAGU/IRRqbMkWGQg/s1600-h/i+know+i+have+a+shoulder+count+on...jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377523691557176802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SqDNTl6DReI/AAAAAAAAAGU/IRRqbMkWGQg/s200/i+know+i+have+a+shoulder+count+on...jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ppl in green..lol &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SqDNSyBqVII/AAAAAAAAAGE/o4u2TTj1YxY/s1600-h/Again+ppl+in+green.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377523677630452866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SqDNSyBqVII/AAAAAAAAAGE/o4u2TTj1YxY/s200/Again+ppl+in+green.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is my heart and soul.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SqDNSZMldvI/AAAAAAAAAF8/2g_JkhlGI5U/s1600-h/Friends+first+then+now+more+than+that+and+more+than+sisters+too.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377523670965384946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SqDNSZMldvI/AAAAAAAAAF8/2g_JkhlGI5U/s200/Friends+first+then+now+more+than+that+and+more+than+sisters+too.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/5374086465463421327-6544391834653690302?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6544391834653690302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=6544391834653690302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/6544391834653690302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/6544391834653690302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-so-getting-gown-i-know-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SqDO7U00zmI/AAAAAAAAAGs/bb2YDMHHeyM/s72-c/IMAG0024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-2728831297944386560</id><published>2009-09-02T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T02:08:13.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WA its reali so fucked up.. i am not in the wrong and u are sounding as i were to balme for everthing.. But my bugs bunny knwo what is the truth and he understand mi so its enought for mi...So u just Fuck off la.. ok i know u r trying to hepl ur bro ok.. hepl i never say dont help stay out of this all its just tat dont tok bad abt ppl wen u dont know e full story la.. u knwo how it hurts.. i know he is feeling worst them mi but tat not e reson.. i was also feeling worst but luckly i got my family and friends and not forgeting my HEART AND SOUL(gal its u and u knwo tat)to make me better and they never tok bad but bugs bunny what they just tld mi waht to do and think of myself not like u balme it on mi.. wa its like i feel liek telling all the bad words to u and if ever u tld tat infront of mi i will kick u for sure.. NOw i just feel liek killing u sia.. I am so angry and hurt of what u say.. and i know the person i toking abt does will not see my blog but i posting cuz i have wen to get rid of this and the thing is to post... Wa guys just dont understand gals feeling(not all i mean.. sorry if u are a guy and u are reading this...but tat is e truth what) the onli thing i hav eto saw to e FUCKING monkey face is tat just fuck off...( sorry fro using those words but i reali have to so dont mind)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-2728831297944386560?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2728831297944386560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=2728831297944386560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/2728831297944386560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/2728831297944386560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/09/wa-its-reali-so-fucked-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-1914312024206371389</id><published>2009-08-31T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T20:45:21.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate it!!!</title><content type='html'>Why must i text him.. Y must my hand text him... y y y!!!! I reai hate this part.. heh is angry wit mi i think la cuz the way he msg like tht... hmm maybe just upset or u know.... I mean i have to do what is right of ua what i think abt him and mi also.. its not as if i onli think abt mi... i reali dont know what is in his mind.. From yesterday i was thinking should i buy this something for his birthday or not... Its liek i wan to buy and the 2nd thinking i should not buy i just dont know what to do la.. i am lost ppl... aiya i wan to skip this part of my life really hateing it man!!!! Now my post is all abt him its liek i am crazy abt him somthing like tht but i going to move on...But it will take time ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-1914312024206371389?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1914312024206371389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=1914312024206371389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/1914312024206371389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/1914312024206371389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/08/why-must-i-text-him.html' title='I hate it!!!'/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-1180466540153943169</id><published>2009-08-31T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T16:41:23.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOve Reali DO hurt=(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Now i is 7.30 and i am posting as if nothing better to do.. haha W8ing for dee to get ready so can leave to sch.. Going to be late i think haha..Hmmm well yesterday nite was slpy but cannot slp sia... was rolling here and there .. and was thinking abt him also...I just cannot take him out of my head and heart cuz mean alot to mi la its like i thought he was the 1 of mi but turn out to be?? hmm maybe he is not the onli fish in e sea what but he is the golden fish i see in my lfe (what was tht for!! i knw i knw but wht to do) it reali hurt u know(kate's way) wonder how m i going to see him l8t in sch what's more is his class will be beside mine aiya.. but the way he look at me just make mi melt haha... Ok got to go if not dee will kill mi for being late.. bye2 take care...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-1180466540153943169?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1180466540153943169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=1180466540153943169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/1180466540153943169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/1180466540153943169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/08/now-i-is-7.html' title='LOve Reali DO hurt=('/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-4386980531186901811</id><published>2009-08-28T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T08:16:28.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;For A Moment &amp;amp; Forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;For a moment, I heard your voice for the first time&lt;br /&gt;As I began a new path of falling in love that night&lt;br /&gt;For a moment, I shared my deepest secrets with you&lt;br /&gt;As I handed you my heart, that's been broken from the start.&lt;br /&gt;For a moment, I held you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;As the moon eclipsed while we held each other that night&lt;br /&gt;For a moment, I kissed you on the lips&lt;br /&gt;As my heart burned with love, while your lips locked with mine&lt;br /&gt;For a moment, I stood by your bedroom door&lt;br /&gt;as I watched you fall asleep like the angels from above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I hugged you as you said goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;knowing the goodbye would be for ever.&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted to let you go&lt;br /&gt;This was a perfect love, to last for ever&lt;br /&gt;My heart started to bleed as you left my side&lt;br /&gt;knowing a perfect match was about to part&lt;br /&gt;Now I am heart broken again, not for a moment, But forever&lt;br /&gt;Now I gave up on finding someone else, not for a moment, But forever&lt;br /&gt;I am now sad and hurt for loosing you, not for a moment, But forever&lt;br /&gt;I would have loved you, not for a moment, But forever&lt;br /&gt;We had to say goodbye that day, no for a moment, But forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-4386980531186901811?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4386980531186901811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=4386980531186901811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/4386980531186901811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/4386980531186901811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-moment-forever-for-moment-i-heard.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-2423899106428403533</id><published>2009-08-28T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T08:13:49.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6633ff;"&gt;What is wrong wit mi... I just wan to be happy.. But wen i am happy i will think abt him and all my mood will be gone.. its like i am not myself this few days i become like i dont know how to say la its just i change alot such in a way tat i am toking alot is it cuz i dont wan to miss him so much tat's what i doing this??? everyplace i go i only think abt him.. its not i wan to think its just comes to my mind... i may laughing outside but deep inside its like i issing him badly=(but i face to face it he maynot my MR RIGHT but not also my MR WRONG also what... There is no room for regret in my heart butbut room for hurt have la i mean i not regreting what, tat's e main point there.... just feel liek just letting all out tht's y posting this... hmm well let mi stp ok... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-2423899106428403533?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2423899106428403533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=2423899106428403533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/2423899106428403533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/2423899106428403533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-is-wrong-wit-mi.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-4028203477853896044</id><published>2009-08-28T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T07:29:34.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Learning About Love &amp;amp; Hurt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What I’ve learned about forgiving, I’ll share it with you.&lt;br /&gt;These are the things that happened&lt;br /&gt;That made the feeling of Love &amp;amp; Hurt become true.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve had the fortune of feeling Love &amp;amp; Hurt as well as pain.&lt;br /&gt;It starts with the hurt that was inflicted in me one day.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve learned that you can love forever,&lt;br /&gt;But it does not mean they will too.&lt;br /&gt;Love was something I truly thought I found&lt;br /&gt;Till the day I was told,&lt;br /&gt;“I’ve made a mistake by being with you”&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you do.&lt;br /&gt;You can’t win a heart, even if your love is true.&lt;br /&gt;Crying and saying, “I want to die”,&lt;br /&gt;Will not bring the person back, stop living a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I’ve learned, it’s not how good you treat someone&lt;br /&gt;To be loved each day.&lt;br /&gt;Even if you do what ever you have to,&lt;br /&gt;It’s not good enough to win a heart my friend.&lt;br /&gt;Blame comes in, and you feel hurt.&lt;br /&gt;But know that we are not perfect,&lt;br /&gt;One day after loosing someone, the pain goes away.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;One day while you are over it, you will hear a knock&lt;br /&gt;And when you open your door, your tears won’t stop.&lt;br /&gt;A past before you, bringing a feeling  of Love &amp;amp; Hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Simple words like “I missed you” will come to play.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be fooled, by what you hear.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t think that it’s over, there’s much to fear&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;If she left in the past, as you saw her walk away.&lt;br /&gt;This day can be repeated over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;Best to take the hits from the past.&lt;br /&gt;Then to give things a chance&lt;br /&gt;Because it will only happen again.&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/5374086465463421327-4028203477853896044?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4028203477853896044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=4028203477853896044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/4028203477853896044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/4028203477853896044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/08/learning-about-love-hurt-what-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-8444993016712931918</id><published>2009-08-24T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T17:07:32.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hey guys!! WAs so called missing from my comp cuz wit busy wit sch work and my own work... now hmm can say free from my own work la..haha.. In this fwe days i learn alot from family friends,teachers all ... Now i know who can i go to wen i need a shoulder to cry on and thanks ppl fro being there wen i need u guys...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hmm wen i just have to say this "love reali Hurts" All guys are just liers&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; I mean i thought u were my ture lovek,i mean everything to u all tht stuff but it all turn out e other way arround;( but no point thinking it over and over it will  not patch things up what!!!! U have reali hurt mi u know.... i just wan to forget all this but e fucking thing is tht i dont know how??? Aiya just dont know what to do....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ANd its my fault for not listening to my Heart N Soul(u know u rit gal haha) i reali should have listen to u but it have already happen to point crying over it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-8444993016712931918?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8444993016712931918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=8444993016712931918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/8444993016712931918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/8444993016712931918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-guys-was-so-called-missing-from-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-3857326938679321199</id><published>2009-06-07T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T21:50:02.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>long time never post cuz was so busy wit sch works.. Just onli finish my phase test=) At last its over..haha... Nw can rest *hope so* still need to study la=( Next wk holiday but still need to study study la=( so sad... i am realli missing my sec life and friends... to say i miss my friends alot haha... The most i miss is NATASHA... i reaslli miss u gal.. hope we meet up soon ok=( hmmm gtg... wen free will be back haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-3857326938679321199?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3857326938679321199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=3857326938679321199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/3857326938679321199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/3857326938679321199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/06/long-time-never-post-cuz-was-so-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-3429437742297240342</id><published>2009-04-30T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T19:24:45.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/Sfqc22eHyCI/AAAAAAAAAF0/RbDZTig9PJI/s1600-h/Us!!.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this pic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/Sfqc27UX1vI/AAAAAAAAAFs/UyZI-ypU7Y0/s1600-h/Us!!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330745576396412658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/Sfqc27UX1vI/AAAAAAAAAFs/UyZI-ypU7Y0/s200/Us!!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In class pic time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/Sfqc2kPjL5I/AAAAAAAAAFk/eCjOu4cPQco/s1600-h/Us+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330745570202169234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/Sfqc2kPjL5I/AAAAAAAAAFk/eCjOu4cPQco/s200/Us+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;During cca(me n susu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330745565713786658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/Sfqc2Thb5yI/AAAAAAAAAFU/JjOu9G4oNDE/s200/Mi+n+susu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JUst came into e class n dee took e pic =&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330743929004737218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SfqbXCTlwsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/WtOoKF6UaU4/s200/mi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me &amp;amp; Dee(BFF)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330743930610055138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SfqbXISU9-I/AAAAAAAAAE0/GrcE0p4u8ow/s200/u+n+d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ME &amp;amp; Kate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SfqbXpNIbbI/AAAAAAAAAFM/UyQGlsKypjM/s1600-h/Uma+%26+Kate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330743939446631858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SfqbXpNIbbI/AAAAAAAAAFM/UyQGlsKypjM/s200/Uma+%26+Kate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe &amp;amp; Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SfqbXVV5o2I/AAAAAAAAAFE/DQ6zZAEG_vw/s1600-h/Joe+n+uma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330743934114702178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SfqbXVV5o2I/AAAAAAAAAFE/DQ6zZAEG_vw/s200/Joe+n+uma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We r e Gals(muhaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SfqbXagqWDI/AAAAAAAAAE8/p4NqrDYuS14/s1600-h/Gals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330743935502014514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SfqbXagqWDI/AAAAAAAAAE8/p4NqrDYuS14/s200/Gals.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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/5374086465463421327-3429437742297240342?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3429437742297240342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=3429437742297240342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/3429437742297240342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/3429437742297240342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-this-pic.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/Sfqc27UX1vI/AAAAAAAAAFs/UyZI-ypU7Y0/s72-c/Us!!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-8640154945364597123</id><published>2009-04-15T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T04:09:04.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUTHU &amp;amp; THE INTERVIEWER* Interviewer: 'What is your birth date?'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Muthu : '13th October.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Interviewer : &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Which year?'Muthu : 'Every year.'*****&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*MUTHU &amp;amp; HIS MANAGER* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Manager asked Muthu at an interview... .'Can you spell a word that has more than 100 letters in it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Muthu replied: 'P-O-S-T-B-O- X.'****&lt;br /&gt;*MUTHU &amp;amp; LONDON TRIP*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; After returning from a foreign trip, Muthu asked his wife, 'Do I look like a foreigner?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Wife: 'No! Why?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Muthu : 'In London , a lady asked me, 'Are you a foreigner?'. . that's why.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Wife : ?????????***** &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*MUTHU &amp;amp; TOURIST*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; A tourist from U.S.A. asked Muthu whether any great man was born in his village...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Muthu said , 'No sir, only babies were born here.'***** &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*MUTHU &amp;amp; HIS EXPERIMENT*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Muthu was doing an experiment with a cockroach. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First he cut off one leg and told it to 'WALK! WALK!'The cockroach walked. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then he cut off it's second leg and told the same. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The cockroach walked.Then he cut off the third leg and did the same.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally, he cut off its fourth leg and ordered it walk!But the cockroach didn't walk.Suddenly, Muthu said loudly, 'I found it. If we cut a cockroach's four legs, it becomes deaf.'***** &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*MUTHU &amp;amp; DRIVER* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When Muthu was travelling with his wife in a motorised tricycle,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; the driver adjusted the mirror&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.Muthu shouted, 'You are trying to see my wife, eh? Sit in the back. I will drive.'***** &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*MUTHU GOES TO HOTEL*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Muthu went into a hotel. To wash his hands, he went to the washbasin.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then when he had finished, he started washing the basin.Seeing this, the manager asked what was he doing.Muthu pointed towards the signboard'* WASH BASIN * '***** &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*MUTHU &amp;amp; INTERVIEWER - FINAL PART* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Interviewer : 'Just imagine you're in the 20th floor of a building and it's on fire. How will you escape?'Muthu: 'It's simple.. I will just stop my imagination. '***** &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Oh... Lastly.... I forgot ............ the funniest.... * &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At a political rally, Muthu was arrested. Why????????? ???Because a lady journalist with a badge which read '*PRESS*' pinned on the right part of her blouse walked past him... and he did it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-8640154945364597123?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8640154945364597123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=8640154945364597123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/8640154945364597123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/8640154945364597123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/04/muthu-interviewer-interviewer-what-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-5224001477472670686</id><published>2009-04-08T17:47:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T18:04:51.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i REALLY NEED SOMEONE'S SHOULDER TO CRY ON NOW!! y r is she like that?? why she cannot  be the same the all the time?? If she is  angry she will show her angry at mi.. happy show it to be.. Ok la u angry wit mi u show it to mi i dont mind.. But u angry wit othres then y show it to mi.. what i do sia?? u just dont care about my FUCKING FEELING HUH?? Yesterday u urself ask mi u wan to go to temple then today u shouting at mi 4 what.. Is not like i keep on telling that i wan to go to temple what..  ITS YOU WHO ASK MI TO GO OK!!!  then today u sound as if i ask u can i go to temple!! pls la.. its has been 3-4 weeks since i went to temple.. And the other thing is that i just going temple what nopgoing wit friends or going out wit BF what.. why u dont understand that!! I get ready like A FOOL  that u can shout at mi saying taht i dont clean the prayers room dont pray as if u are at home taht whole day!! u go work at 5.45 and come home 7.45 how u know what am i doing.... Since u dont know y u wan to sound as if u know everythingg now!!! Then before u hang up u sayimng do whatever u wan u got my cash-on-line card rit do whatever u wan... U know that wen u say do whatever ur wish i will not do taht thing.. and still u say do whatever u wan.. i really cannot take it la.. i really need someone to tok to... =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-5224001477472670686?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5224001477472670686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=5224001477472670686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/5224001477472670686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/5224001477472670686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-really-need-someones-shoulder-to-cry.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-8515702352990185875</id><published>2009-03-31T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T02:26:38.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>H&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;mm i miss PIPI!! last saw him last last  thur.. 2 weeks ready!! =( veri sad sia.. but never mind this thurs will see him.. haha!! hmm long time aloso never blog.. Hmm not that i am busy or what its just that i am lazy and dont know what to blog...  Hmm my dear friend never call never msg mi for 5 -6 days.. i stared to miss her.. cause everyday we text each others.. Everyday i will hear her voice no matter what but those 5 days wen i never hear her voice!! Alot alot of qus were going though my mind!!! Then one day she came online.. i asked her what happen? forget mi alreay huh? then she told mi the resons y she cannot call mi like that la... But one for sure the biggest qus in my mind is that is it the end of ur friendship or is it going to be like last time wen we both dont tok to each other!! but 28-03-08 i get one msg from her... I was really happy then those ques just flwe away.. Then only i knew that" Oi uma pls dont think stupit again and never think about it again!!" So now we are like sisters,friends,galfriends!!! LOVE yay gal froever and ever!!! never ending love is urs!!! since u like green i post this in green...lol =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-8515702352990185875?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8515702352990185875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=8515702352990185875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/8515702352990185875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/8515702352990185875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/03/h-mm-i-miss-pipi-last-saw-him-last-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-1192498367435802960</id><published>2009-03-19T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T22:15:40.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2day went to temple wit miss greeni!! then saw whitei.. Wen he saw mi already he stared to smile la.. aiyo aiyo!! but cute la =) my whitei what!! the after temple went home &amp;amp; do abit of hus work then rush to NUH to see yamuna!! She change ward alreay then she say the ward so scary and loney!! then she stared to cry =( pity her la... the doc say that at least one person must be wit her la.. Since she is scared and loney!! then since her bro wa wit her i leave then i told her that i will come on mondaty la cause monday her bro will go tp sch she will be alone what!! So ya!! then went back home.. Was toking to miss greeni!! So board la.. later will be meeting mum at BPP she is already there wit jayati akka then she ask mi to come there at 7.30.. so like what la.. shwe is already there.. i told her y never call mi there now say saying that "u go wit jayati akka tepmle i never say anything wat!!" what can u say la.. u only ask mi to go wit her wat.. no i wan to go wit her la!! aiyo.. i go out cannot u go can.. if ask y say i married than only i go out wit friends what the hell la!! aiyo mums nowdays dont knwo what to say la.. really la!!! give up already!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-1192498367435802960?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1192498367435802960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=1192498367435802960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/1192498367435802960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/1192498367435802960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/03/2day-went-to-temple-wit-miss-greeni.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-7928054579566479237</id><published>2009-03-18T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T02:16:00.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hmm today was at home the whole day=( Yesterday went to temple.. Saw Whitei.. look and smile only like everyday=) Then Hot water was not there cause i think he went to india=( =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then i and dhavia was like playing and toking.. hehe... OH ya yesteday went to dr.. cause On sat was my mum's birthday party then jayati akka give my dog chicken... My dog cannot eat chicken so i run and caught my dog and wated to takke the chicken the next thing i know is that i was crying cause my dog bit mi sia!!! aiyo aiyo =( veri pain la.. so on yesterday went to see dr take med.. came home.. today rest at home.. haha.. everyday also rest at home only what!!! So will be staring ITE on 13 april.. yishun ite here i come hehe!! OH ya and 14 april is 11 yrs of friendship of MISS GERRNY AND MISS WHITIE =) gal u know rit?? haha.. ok got to go before i go MISS GREENY this pome is 4 u and only u!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You maybe out of my sight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But not out of my mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You maybe out of my reach..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but not out of my heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i maybe nothing to you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;BUT U WILL ALWAYS BE SPECIAL TO ME =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Shores never meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;but share the SAME Ocean...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Moon and stars can't be one,yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;they are in the SAME sky..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Friends DON'T meet often but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;they NEVER STOP being friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-7928054579566479237?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7928054579566479237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=7928054579566479237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/7928054579566479237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/7928054579566479237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/03/hmm-today-was-at-home-whole-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-3436867809194112306</id><published>2009-03-18T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T00:44:00.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Board=] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/ScCjgDxTh0I/AAAAAAAAAEg/QKIR6hXG4ss/s1600-h/18-03-09_1307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314427331460433730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/ScCjgDxTh0I/AAAAAAAAAEg/QKIR6hXG4ss/s200/18-03-09_1307.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cool =)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/ScCjGKMOwjI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2Q53jRCc1hs/s1600-h/17-03-09_1821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314426886507381298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/ScCjGKMOwjI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2Q53jRCc1hs/s200/17-03-09_1821.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Smart =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/ScChzRlNYBI/AAAAAAAAAD4/lvdKopeK4OQ/s1600-h/18-03-09_1431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314425462562054162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/ScChzRlNYBI/AAAAAAAAAD4/lvdKopeK4OQ/s200/18-03-09_1431.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff33;"&gt;fake Love is to love someone over and over again!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;True Love is to love forever and ever!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/ScCiYC5vmlI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/O6SEBnfpSik/s1600-h/18-03-09_1307.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-3436867809194112306?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3436867809194112306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=3436867809194112306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/3436867809194112306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/3436867809194112306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/03/board-cool-smart.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/ScCjgDxTh0I/AAAAAAAAAEg/QKIR6hXG4ss/s72-c/18-03-09_1307.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-6346911805421070086</id><published>2009-03-08T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T20:20:35.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SbR7LvAcqZI/AAAAAAAAADw/-XEjDL4hKuc/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311005302103779730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SbR7LvAcqZI/AAAAAAAAADw/-XEjDL4hKuc/s200/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dhavia &amp;amp; me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;She was there 4 me went ever i need her.. She was there 4 me wen i need a shoulders..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;She was there 4 me went i need a helping hend.. she was there for mi wen i need some1 to tok to.. She was always there 4 me.. She is a best friend,sister,girlfriend,cuz,.enemy,daughter-in-law(onli we know y)hehe.. she help mi to go on wit the FOOL.. wen i breck wit him she was there 4 mi.. Then yesterday wen i head pipi leaving singaopre i almost cry &amp;amp; my heart just hurts.. The only person who know to make me feel better is my dear DHAVIA!! Thanks gal 4 everything.. IS has been 11 yrs.. but in this 11 yrs we are close only now the last 9-10 yrs we will tok but not soo closde like this but still u are my 11 yrs friend.. hehe..lol:) Love u always gal:)&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/5374086465463421327-6346911805421070086?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6346911805421070086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=6346911805421070086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/6346911805421070086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/6346911805421070086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/03/dhavia-me-she-was-there-4-me-went-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SbR7LvAcqZI/AAAAAAAAADw/-XEjDL4hKuc/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-8913727198459174115</id><published>2009-03-06T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T19:22:08.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sometimes when I anlone&lt;br /&gt;I cry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cause i am on my own..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The tears i cry are bitter and warm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Thet flow with life but take no form..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I cry cause my heart is torn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If I had an ear to confide in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; wounld cry with my treasused friend..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;But whom do you know that would stop that long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;To help another carry on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Thw world moves fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;and it world rather pass by..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Than to stop ans see what makes me cry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So painfulans sad &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and sometime... I cry &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ANd no one cares about Why??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This is the poem i write wen i was in sec3.. All thanks to Mr Kong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-8913727198459174115?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8913727198459174115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=8913727198459174115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/8913727198459174115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/8913727198459174115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/03/sometimes-when-i-anlone-i-cry.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-2259143365269227181</id><published>2009-02-28T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T10:09:42.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2day wake up morning 6.30 cause was not sleepy then i thought of cleaning the hus so itell my self another 10 min i will go clean the hus.. But the best parth is i sleep untill 10.45.. So wake uo the 2nd time see my hp saw Dhavia msg she asked me if i can go see movie.. so i ask my mum then mum say she is going to bring mi out so i msg Dhanvia that i going out.. So like everyday clean but today i cannot belive i am saying this but 2day the hus is really clean la... OMG.. so mum call ask mi to come near her sch so wen there about 1 pls.. so wen there saw mum wen near jayati akka hus.. wen to one hair shop so mum and jayati akka cut theri hair as i watch them.. then mum ask me u wan to cut ur hair layed how can i say NO..So i say YES i shall... then one of the lady cut 4 me layed.. WOW its so nice i never say but everyone say la.. so wen to eat since never eat from morning then came home so tired la.. rest then see tv.. now waiting 4 anni to comr home.. she ask mi to wait 4 her she and balan anni wen to anna's friends gal's birthday party sp waiting 4 her cause yesterday nite also never see her so 2day waitting 4 her.. so i shall wait happly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See u next time:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-2259143365269227181?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2259143365269227181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=2259143365269227181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/2259143365269227181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/2259143365269227181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/02/2day-wake-up-morning-6.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-8207124600688483163</id><published>2009-02-18T00:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T01:26:01.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2day is also another BORING day.. AiYo.. stay at home only la.. never go out.. can die man... feel sad 4 sundra cause he went to malayisa to vist his aunty who is so close to him now she is so sick then she wans to see sundra so he want here :( Hmmm if not wrong he will be there about 1 week or so la.. i going to miss him la.. Hmm another news is that i and sundra went on yesterday 17-02-2009 Tuesday...The person behind this is my dear FRIEND dhavia... She help him... they are now brother and sister.. see la.. i was telling her that he spoile her.. Really he spoile her.. Hmmm than after he spoile her.. Nw she spoiling mi.. hehe :)Aiyo yesterday was so i have no words to say about the two of them... REALLY... but really must say thanks to  dhavia la.. thanks gal.. so ya.. Hmmm tomorrow will be going temple wiy dhavia.. Can see pipi.. Shh dont tell sundra.. by the way he will see my blog la.. so never mind.. haha.. see see la.. i dont care.. i only like him only what not love what.. Aiyo i dont know y guys are like that... hehe.. sori sundra i know u love mi but dont tell mi i cannot even tok about pipi.. please la.. only tok what nothing will happen wen i tok about him la.. so dont worry.. i always will love u only and opps sori i also u dhavia.. i will not forget u... the person i love most are u two guys.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-8207124600688483163?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8207124600688483163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=8207124600688483163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/8207124600688483163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/8207124600688483163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/02/2day-is-also-another-boring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-9161682016655654568</id><published>2009-02-15T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T00:00:14.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY guys... this VALDENTINE was nice went out wit my dear friend dhavia and her sis suba... we went to watch movie pink panter 2.. it was really a nice and funny wan la... so went the movie was about to start suba gave me a frame.. i was touch.. then dhavia gave me a card and one box she told me that the box is a glass be careful.. then she told me that dont fold the card then i open the card AND saw a pic of us taken together i was so shock and sooo touch.. i cry out of joy... I really love the pic we take and i really love her then we watch the movie and weny home i went eat then sit down and see tv.. then my mum's friend came home.. then i went inside my anni's room to tok to her then saw her what my friens gave me she also saw me what her sis gave her.. he was going out mit my balan anna... so she was getting ready... i was helping her la.. then balan anna came then we three was toking 4 awhile then they two went out 4 a date.. i came out to join my mum and her friend... they were toking i was sitting thinking for my friend and sundra... Last year i was wit him this year not.. time just fly... and it does noy come back.. so ya.. i guess i miss him la.. really.. but still i got dhavia:) then watch VAARANAM AAYIRAM 4 the 3rd time.. haha just love surya movie.. and this movie the most.. i aalos cry all 3 time wen i watch it:(.. so ya then went to bed about 1 sleep untill next morning 8.. cause have to floow my mum go market good gal wat... but was still sleeply la what to do jayati akka,vijiya akka,my mummy,balan anna,boy anna,komala all will be coming to mum have to cook what..then went market buy stuff to cook.. it is a veri long list to tell.. so ya.. then came home from marketing... clean the hus.. the jayati akka and kutti baby came.. Kutti was holding a bunch of Roes then i was mopping the floor then i though it was 4 my mum then akka and kuiit gave it to me i was so shock... then akka gave me cake.. so after mopping the floor take and bath by then anni also wake up and bath aready... then cut the cake feed everyone...then eat lunch.. coconut rice and prawn samble.. wow veri nice mum's cooking what... After lunch play CLUEDO the boardgame then vijaya akka and her family came home followed buy mummy,boy anna,komala.. so hus was full of plp and nosie... the at nite evrone went back home so the hus quite... then watch tv and tok to anni went to sleep about midnight...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-9161682016655654568?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/9161682016655654568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=9161682016655654568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/9161682016655654568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/9161682016655654568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-3205224057424140981</id><published>2009-02-13T00:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T00:52:26.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha.. went missing 4 a long long time.. wasw just busy la.. Doing housework,going out.. miss my best friend dhavia since she going sch nowdays so cannot see her much lA..but yesterday only saw her in temple we will go temple every thur.. was fun at temple.. saw my pipi haha.. only dhavia know... who is pipi... shhh cannot tell anu one OK gal.. so tomorrow will be  going out together.. spend time together.. was planing to see moive..OTHER END OF THE LINE...YAP... will be spening my time wit her best friend.. love u gal.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And GAl this is 4 u and only u...&lt;br /&gt;We may not see each other often,tok to each other everyday..&lt;br /&gt;text each other min but i will always think about u every sec..&lt;br /&gt;i will love u 4ever gal.. u are the best girlfriend...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-3205224057424140981?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3205224057424140981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=3205224057424140981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/3205224057424140981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/3205224057424140981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/02/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-3326121407276393323</id><published>2009-01-06T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T20:16:48.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>STUPIT ITE</title><content type='html'>so fucked up really.. I apply courses in ite about 6 courses.. I never get any of the 6 coures.. So fucked up rit.. So i called ITE west witch is Clementi campus... U know what they tell mi there is no  more place of students all are taken.. WTF!! i was like oh ok.. then i hang up the phone.. called my mum then she told mi that tomorrow her friend sara aunty will bring mi to Simei ITE cause first i gt nursing then they call mi 4 interview than since i went lung promble i cannot give the couse so they ask mi to apply another couse.. i apply then never get any of the course... AM i not good 4 the course or the coure is not goog of mei.. Not the BOTH is the sch have no more place.. stupit ITE y cannot even have ONLY 1 student huh.. the sch will burnt down huh? No rit!! stupit.. AGGG!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-3326121407276393323?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3326121407276393323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=3326121407276393323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/3326121407276393323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/3326121407276393323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2009/01/stupit-ite.html' title='STUPIT ITE'/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-6851891915818484480</id><published>2008-12-25T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T21:44:28.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TOday i will gt to know which ITE &amp; what couse i will go to.. So in the morning went to templ 2 pray then went back hm so i kol my mum then mum tld mi that natasha gt her ite east.. Then i kol her she say that sha also gt ITE east... So since they all got theri couse so i went to my friends hus to check... So we walk to her hm then when we reach her hus her sis went to her mum's sch so we were like waitting outside her hus 4 a long long time.. then we went to her mum's sch to find her.. As we were walking we saw her then we went hm together la.. So Dhaiva went and On her comp then i kol my mum but her hp was nt working... so i and Dhaiva went to the ITE website but we did nt know where to log in.. so we try to log in but cannot but LUCKY i remembered the  website..where i actualli entered my choice...[[which was actualli the corct one..]]so....while dhaiva was entering i was simply praying the god la...than..whn the page appear..i was like searching for the ite which i will be going to ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and it stated CE-SM..i was like so shock and happi...but went i continue to read the wrds...i was one of the candidates who was shortlisted..i was like WTF..than i was like nervous la..but kind of happi coz..i still get the course i want5ed...&lt;br /&gt;i knw n hope tht i will do well in the interview..&lt;br /&gt;it is on 29/12/08 ,monday ,3pm ,at CE-SM... i asked dhaiva to follow la...than she say can..!!now i am only thinking abt wat kind of questions they will be throwing on me..and the answers i will throw back at them..!!! =[&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-6851891915818484480?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6851891915818484480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=6851891915818484480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/6851891915818484480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/6851891915818484480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-i-will-gt-to-know-which-ite-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-2153070127381729631</id><published>2008-12-21T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T20:40:24.895-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i gt ma result.. i pass my N leve... veri veri happy!! i gt 1A 2B 2C 1D... i also get the couse i wanted... So i apply for the couse i wanted.. On 26-12-08 only i wil know which couse i will go... I hope i get the couse i want... I realy miss the old times in sec sch... But life have ot move on rit?! so what to do.. never mind never mind.. I though i will not do well im my sci cause it was really realy HARD.. i never do 1 que.. But still i get B for my sci... I am just LUCKY... I was lucky cause i pray hard to god... and hopefuly i pass and i will get my couse i want.... Just waitting for 26-12-08 so i get to know what couse i wil get...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HaPPy WaiTTing!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-2153070127381729631?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2153070127381729631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=2153070127381729631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/2153070127381729631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/2153070127381729631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-gt-ma-result.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-5312697212732164498</id><published>2008-12-18T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T22:37:38.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SUtABSJLFfI/AAAAAAAAAB0/0rfMQLjq_Bw/s1600-h/03-12-08_1342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281385378816398834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SUtABSJLFfI/AAAAAAAAAB0/0rfMQLjq_Bw/s320/03-12-08_1342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;we r shy to look at each other!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;(as if onli) N can u see the extra face beside mi! it was suba!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-5312697212732164498?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5312697212732164498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=5312697212732164498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/5312697212732164498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/5312697212732164498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-r-shy-to-look-at-each-other-as-if.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SUtABSJLFfI/AAAAAAAAAB0/0rfMQLjq_Bw/s72-c/03-12-08_1342.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-2338940399374241532</id><published>2008-12-18T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T22:30:23.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SUs_Fdm-g7I/AAAAAAAAABs/5yh9Tmdq7j4/s1600-h/03-12-08_1311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281384351102043058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SUs_Fdm-g7I/AAAAAAAAABs/5yh9Tmdq7j4/s320/03-12-08_1311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yap it's mi!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pretty mi...(haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-2338940399374241532?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2338940399374241532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=2338940399374241532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/2338940399374241532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/2338940399374241532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2008/12/yap-its-mi-pretty-mi.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SUs_Fdm-g7I/AAAAAAAAABs/5yh9Tmdq7j4/s72-c/03-12-08_1311.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-7572403165473212606</id><published>2008-12-18T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T22:27:28.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SUs-J0JOS8I/AAAAAAAAABk/Tptrx5nGflQ/s1600-h/03-12-08_1319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281383326359112642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SUs-J0JOS8I/AAAAAAAAABk/Tptrx5nGflQ/s320/03-12-08_1319.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She will be always here 4 mi N i will be there 4 her! we r bestfriends 4 ever! love euw gal!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-7572403165473212606?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7572403165473212606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=7572403165473212606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/7572403165473212606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/7572403165473212606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2008/12/she-will-be-always-here-4-mi-n-i-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SUs-J0JOS8I/AAAAAAAAABk/Tptrx5nGflQ/s72-c/03-12-08_1319.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-1009890640187345677</id><published>2008-12-15T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T22:56:46.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A FUN DAY AT EAST COAST!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;some shots of uss!! =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Famaily 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SVR7SevBM-I/AAAAAAAAADY/Odhkv7a0TwM/s1600-h/Family+BBQ!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283983820230570978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SVR7SevBM-I/AAAAAAAAADY/Odhkv7a0TwM/s200/Family+BBQ!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famaily 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SVR7SOwgPpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/k2R1Jq-SXW8/s1600-h/Family+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283983815941832338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SVR7SOwgPpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/k2R1Jq-SXW8/s200/Family+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SVR7R2Za2kI/AAAAAAAAADI/ScFykqiz8yM/s1600-h/Family+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283983809402559042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SVR7R2Za2kI/AAAAAAAAADI/ScFykqiz8yM/s200/Family+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SVR7RhSNgXI/AAAAAAAAADA/D6_d3wgTtCQ/s1600-h/Family+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283983803735179634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SVR7RhSNgXI/AAAAAAAAADA/D6_d3wgTtCQ/s200/Family+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 yrs of friendship!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SVR7RLAswEI/AAAAAAAAAC4/luXzlydVfog/s1600-h/Deva+n+mi!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283983797756149826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SVR7RLAswEI/AAAAAAAAAC4/luXzlydVfog/s200/Deva+n+mi!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Cute little kutty!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SVRxkX-Qa5I/AAAAAAAAACc/dUSqNbYaKTY/s1600-h/Cute+gal.!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283973132536802194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SVRxkX-Qa5I/AAAAAAAAACc/dUSqNbYaKTY/s200/Cute+gal.!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Bestfriend falling down on mum's leg(haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SVRxj9qZ_ZI/AAAAAAAAACU/m_V2A9Yypkk/s1600-h/Bestfriend+falling+down+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283973125474221458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SVRxj9qZ_ZI/AAAAAAAAACU/m_V2A9Yypkk/s200/Bestfriend+falling+down+.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;BBQ FAmily Time!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SVRxjxXiiQI/AAAAAAAAACM/dcuSXpYjIOk/s1600-h/BBQ+time!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283973122173864194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SVRxjxXiiQI/AAAAAAAAACM/dcuSXpYjIOk/s200/BBQ+time!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;guru uncle bbq!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SVRxjUph4rI/AAAAAAAAACE/a3wvYJ7Ls6s/s1600-h/BBQ+SATAY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283973114464690866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SVRxjUph4rI/AAAAAAAAACE/a3wvYJ7Ls6s/s200/BBQ+SATAY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;jay akka eatting (haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;she told mi not to take pic but i did..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;sori akka :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SVRxjLUEpjI/AAAAAAAAAB8/636RNLq21kU/s1600-h/Akka+eating.....jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283973111958775346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SVRxjLUEpjI/AAAAAAAAAB8/636RNLq21kU/s200/Akka+eating.....jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night i got wit a bad flu..OMG.. i was so sick that i did nt sleep well... The stupit flu was running away from my nose.. thats why never sleep well... what more is that my mum make me up at 6 OMg... thats was the time i was about to go to my dreamland... hmm what to do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What HAppen while going there??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we woke up at around six..;mind full of excitement and tired..the most excitin thing wasi was going wit ma whole famiy to beach fter 4 years....;number seems to be small...but lots of gap..lol=]..ANW...mum and i woke up earlier to prepare the food.. then bro woke up.... i went and take my bath and wen to buy containers..to stuffthe food..First baan anna wnet to my mummy's hus to pick her and my sis and bro(cousi) then came under my blk anna and i went down first cause we were carrying the food then i went back again to bring my Dog down since he is also coming then we went to the south view lrt staion ...then we kol and inform aunty to get dwn as the grey mercedeez..is on the way to fetch us.... then aunty and her family came to Rt station...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Anothere thing was..i and deva planned to wear the same colour shirt n type of pants..we planned to wear white shrt n 3/4 pnts..n aft wear shrts n black shirt to drown in the sea....Unfortnately tht pandi kutty thought we must wear black rather thn whte n told me paavipaavi for at east 5-6times i tod her her wear black then when coimg hm wear white.... After picking up aunty we when to BP to pick up jayti akka.. so while going to her hus deva send some song tomy mum's hp then we went under her hus we wait 4 her about 5 mins then ahead to Vijay akka hus to take some things n went to ang mokio to collect chicken we actualli was travelin in the Lorry for aleast 1h30min.. Even though we trave 1hr 30 min we had fun and enjoying the wind{haha}&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;\ ..thn..FINALY headed to east coast..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;FIRST..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;we had prob on where to park the lorry..balan annae gave us ideas..but didn't knw wat t0o reali chose..so just kind of came to a decision..this confusion are all coz of the [[standard charted marathon]]coz of it the whole parking lot got closed..but its ok...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;we found waes to park it...aft tht ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;DEVA's LUCK...[[^^]]went getting dwn the lorryone by one so most of us get down already so left DEVA since the ladder was kind of high and she was short(Opsss sori told the truth sorii)so boy annae halped her..=]soo went i was abt to jump down the lorry...i actualli miss balance..and fall dwn..boi annae was veri shock..and the oni thing he was doing of keep on holding her hand..even aft she reached the ground flat..[[haizz]]and u knw wat was her mumz reaction...[[aiyo..boy..why u kaaiiveeduraan my daughter]]..and u knw wat was his reply...[[no..i didn't i was actuaalli holding on to her hand even aft she fall downn..]]LOL..!!=]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;now lets us laugh together...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;aft everyone got down...we had another prob of booking the place..we actualli gt a place bt unable to book it as there wasn't any AXS machine...then ha no other choice but just to strt with our work...poor MEI was damn hungry cause i never eat lasdt night and in the morning so ya ok.. and ate 2 FUULLL PLATES OF MEE SIAM..lol..!!=]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;..then deva was looking la then i told her not to kannu vaekuraan...buyt its ok...nthing will happen...=]aft tht i and deva went to change..we were like kind of did not reali knw where was the toilet..but managed to find..it was not quite far from the place we were settled....komala told us tht the castle buliding was the toilet but it actualli wasn't it was for some other purpose.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;aft tht...we got into the water n started to enjoy ourself..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;!!!=]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;RIDE IN EAST COAST=]=]=]=]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;this is the most intresrting part..hmm while it is intresting to DEVA N KOMALA only not for mi trust mi.......DEvA actualli wanted to ride doubles..but i do not want to..[[which was for her good..lol=] ]] I wasn;t reali confident in riding the bike cause i was realy long long time since i ride a bike really guys...i was all wae left alone..while Deva and komala(dog,pig) was riding in our their speeds..=]].. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;FUNPARTONE:while riding in their own world.. i was ike kolling DEVA's name but she never turn after calling her name 4 few times she turn.. by the time sh e turn i almost fel byt thank GOD I CROSSED A SMALL DRAIN OPATH WITHOUT FALLING IN AND WAS IN THE OTHER LAND...so dave ask mi how la then i say ..STRATEGY...lol..=]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;after that we went to MAC to have ice cream even though i was sick i eat ice cream( good gal rit) haha FUNPARTWO not 4 mi but 4 the two pigs...i actualli got hit by two guys who actualli was riding roller blade...one of the guy asked mi ..[[why did u actualli made a sudden tuyrn..???]] as the 2 pigs knw that i dont knw how to make A PERFECT TURN but the guy dun knw tht uma does not ..lol=] n she was not also confident oin her ride..coz her to do this kind of crazy stuff..[[PANNDDIIKKUTTY]] By the way they was the reson i first turn already then the FOOLS change theri mind la then i turn agin to follow them then they U turn so i trun without looking behind so the guy and i bang each other...LOL...=]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;in all it was realli a very fun dae,...n DAVE was [[most popular gal for the dae for falling dwn frm the lorry]]lol=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;**aniwaes..we also had to pay 5bucks fine..just all coz of MEI...=] lol..=]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I was riding the bike very fast tht we were 1/2hr late fom the time we are suppoesed to return the bike...=]=]=]=] lol...=]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SS5FPWMq3QI/AAAAAAAAABc/PytNNpvoLo0/s72-c/14-11-08_1500_2lo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-8080736593083709246</id><published>2008-10-15T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T23:30:50.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BestFriend VS Boyfriend</title><content type='html'>BestFriend VS BoyFriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happen fast: One minute you and ur best friend  are hanging out. polishing off a box of pizza bagels,analysing the quotes on her crush's facebook profile - and the next minute ,she has a boyfriend and they are in LOVE!! Before you know it,you are shuffled to the sindlines, scratching your head,trying to figure out when you got demoted form BEST FRIREND to third wheel... Or lets say you are the oen who found the guy of the dreams - only to find out he and your best friend cannot stand each other.{paintfull} No matter what side you find yourself on, it seems like someone have to choose :FRIENDSHIP or LOVE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*read this in SEVENTEEN*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-8080736593083709246?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8080736593083709246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=8080736593083709246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/8080736593083709246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/8080736593083709246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2008/10/bestfriend-vs-boyfriend.html' title='BestFriend VS Boyfriend'/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-18808719114236427</id><published>2008-10-14T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T22:46:06.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hate it</title><content type='html'>I just hate staying at HOME!! Everyday at home..Just clean the F****ing hus.. please la the dame hus is clean la!! what is there to clean.. TO ur eye the F***ing hus is dirty!! OMG please la think of mi also la.. i am at hm the whole day cleaning the hus.. U cannot help mi huh? All u say "clean clean clean" what others thing u have to say to mi? nothing!!! OMG why must it be hoilday... i will be happy to go sch than be at hm... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home SUX!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-18808719114236427?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/18808719114236427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=18808719114236427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/18808719114236427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/18808719114236427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2008/10/hate-it.html' title='hate it'/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-1935852146855368211</id><published>2008-10-09T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T02:26:21.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>today no sch so wake up at 11 am.. wash up myself and call my mum.. so tok to her and then thing she wil always say "clean the hus.. ur room is in the mess" but the thing is that my room is nt in the mess.. then i told her "aiyo every time u always tell mi clean clean u have anything to say huh? then she gt angry wit mi then she tell mi to clean and she keep down the phone... so i watch TV for 1/2 hr then when to clean my room and hus..OMG so tiredsia.. i alone clean the hus... i really wonder y there is no sch today.. i really hurt to stay at home.. always clean and clean.. then after all the cleaning.. Sundra call mi.. we tok and i told him about yesterday he told mi good luck.. then i said so u att.. he say no... then i like one kaypoi asked y?? then he say he waitting for mi.. i was like  WTF!! i just keep quite.. So he change the subject... so we were like toking about 1hr untill my hand and my ears were spo pain then i told him i call u back but i did not.. so bad rit.. but later will call him la.. then chat wit ma other friends in msn.. so t5oday all day was at hm was at so board la time just flys..miss my friends.. sob sob.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok well this is 4 nw.. bye!!h&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-1935852146855368211?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1935852146855368211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=1935852146855368211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/1935852146855368211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/1935852146855368211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2008/10/today.html' title='today'/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-2079562269827232392</id><published>2008-10-07T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T23:58:57.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the guy i like</title><content type='html'>Today i told him that i like him.. and guess what he say he know that i like him.. i was like what the hell..&lt;br /&gt;first it was like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i chat wit him then i ask him "u like any one",, then he say yes but the gal dont like.. then i was like who i sthe gal?&lt;br /&gt;then he told mi her name.. then he ask mi who i like.. then i told him he like another gal.. then he was like huh?&lt;br /&gt;then i told him u know him and i dont wan him to know.. then he say dont worry i will not tell.. then i tell mi u dont get angry ok.. he say ok.. then i said "u.................................." i was so scared that i never look at the comp.. then i look at it and i was like OMG.. he say he know that i like mi.. then i ask him how u know... the he told mi my friend gt shout his nameand when hhe look at mi i looked shy then he know.. i was happy/shock.. i did not know what to do.. i think maybe i was just too happy that he know.. the he said sori i can nt accpet any gals now... i said i understand.. he said thanks for understanding mi.. i said no need to say thanks to friends.. he just laugh.. then i ask mi what is he doing then he asy he watching moive.. then he ask mi what am i doing than i say i blogging.. then he ask mi distubing euw? then i say no not at all.. u are nt.. then i ask him am i distubing then he also say no.. i was so happy.. then i tok to him veri long.. oh ya i forgot he ask mi why i like him.. since i was eating i never reply him, than he ask whats wrong.. u there.. if u dont wan to tell it is ok... then i told mi sori i was eating.. then i say u are cute,kind and understanding... then he said ohok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think today is my happy day.. i just love today too bad i cannot tell natasha this but i will on friday.. i cannot wait to tell her... i just so happy OMG...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-2079562269827232392?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2079562269827232392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=2079562269827232392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/2079562269827232392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/2079562269827232392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2008/10/guy-i-like.html' title='the guy i like'/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-437823325020842568</id><published>2008-10-07T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T20:40:33.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>finally over</title><content type='html'>WOW all my exams are over.. thank god is over! Was wating 4 this day to come sia~ all my exams are over..&lt;br /&gt;~~it is so great to be at home~~ OMG today had a great time wit natasha.. we walk home together laugh allot..&lt;br /&gt;because of my silly jokes natahsa laugh n laugh!! then i walk home alone thinking about what am i going to do without ma friends.. They were for mi always when i need them.. i will really miss them sia!! ~~I love u gals~~ thank euw guys for being there 4 mi always.. going to miss u gals!! Love u Natahsa,aqilah,sha,moon,kit,fyyza&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-437823325020842568?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/437823325020842568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=437823325020842568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/437823325020842568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/437823325020842568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally-over.html' title='finally over'/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-1135842215924259309</id><published>2008-09-24T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T22:56:06.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my birthday...</title><content type='html'>So i m sweet 16 already... Happy sia...&lt;br /&gt;i did nt have any party on that day..but have party on&lt;br /&gt;friday... my lovely friends came and we had alot of fun.. &lt;br /&gt;frist Natahsa,kit,sha,moon came to my hus frist. then i give them &lt;br /&gt;water and cake to eat..ha3.. then we went to my room. &lt;br /&gt;so we were sitting down.. But Nata was standing and playing PSP&lt;br /&gt;then my mum open the door my dog bark.. so nata thought my &lt;br /&gt;dog come out so she run towards the bed and slip and fell down.. &lt;br /&gt;HAHA3!! sori 4 laughing but it was really funny...my mum,my friends and mi went to the cck park to eat... then over there my another two friends aqilah and fana came..&lt;br /&gt;then we eat.. had alot of fun.. then we went home.. then they ask mi to change my top.. i was like why sia.. then i went up change and came down.. Kit bought a small cake 4 mi... i was touch.. they all sing song i was like going to cry la.. then they say they wan to feed mi the cake then the y just push the cake into my face.. the stupit thing is that some of the cake went inside my nose.. WTF!! then they all trow flour at mi and sha cause her birthday was 4th sep.. we had alot of fun.. too bad this is the last year wit my friends.. SOB SOB.. after all i feel like crying sia..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-1135842215924259309?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1135842215924259309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=1135842215924259309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/1135842215924259309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/1135842215924259309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-birthday.html' title='my birthday...'/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-7135856762788940830</id><published>2008-08-29T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T03:23:42.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG</title><content type='html'>i just wanted to blog la.. so boaring la... and guess what sundra called mi.. he ask mi how m i? and how is life all la.. than i was like what the hall la.. y all of the sundden call mi and ask mi all that... than i say hmm i am doing good la...&lt;br /&gt;then i ask him hw is he? he say nt good cause he miss mi.. than i was like WTF.... then i told him oh ok... he asked mi am i att? i said no.. then he ask y u cannot forget mi huh? i told him no la.. N level coming os dont wan to have any!!!! he asked mi what will u say if i ask u stead? i was OMG.. i yold mi i will say no la cause have enought of hurting u have done to mi.. he was sori i will nt do it again... be my gal!!! i sais no please i really dont wan to hurt each other feelings anymore... the way we are is better for us.. then i say la i gtg tok to u later..the i never kol him back.. he kol but i never ans!!! liek i just dont wan la... without him i m much more better... sori to say this sundra..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-7135856762788940830?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7135856762788940830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=7135856762788940830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/7135856762788940830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/7135856762788940830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2008/08/omg_29.html' title='OMG'/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-1616982691675776145</id><published>2008-08-25T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T22:21:03.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Y must u do that to her la.. i mean she is dame good to u she do everythiing for him la.. than still u dont really think about her la.. But wan she serve food to a guy which u also know the friend(family friend) how could u do that to her... whats more it that she is nt the kind of person la.. than what make u think like that of her.. what the hell r u tring to do or say to her... what's more is that u are nt good 4 urself what so y must u do that.... please la i dont wan anything to happen to u two.. can u please think about plp around u all....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-1616982691675776145?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1616982691675776145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=1616982691675776145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/1616982691675776145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/1616982691675776145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2008/08/omg.html' title='OMG'/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-6780540246337653291</id><published>2008-08-20T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T19:24:32.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;today after recess it was Maths.. so Ms see came to class the she say " i will nt come to the class untill the class is clean" then we all clean la.. then from behind fana pass a chair to mi la i dont know what to do i just push it to meng suan's table..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i never see him comeing.. then when he come i stop pushing la.. then he like one stupid dog like that shout to mi "what the fuck r u doing."i was like what the hell la.. then i just say "whatever la" then he went out to take the maths paper.. then at 1300 he ask "EOA were to go?" i never ans him then natasha ans him.. i just dont give a fucking care about him anymore..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nw i regreat y did i liek him sia.. i hate him forever.. i hate him forever.. i hate him forever.. i hate him forever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-6780540246337653291?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6780540246337653291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=6780540246337653291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/6780540246337653291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/6780540246337653291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-after-recess-it-was-maths.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-5900833729108490642</id><published>2008-08-18T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T22:08:49.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IDK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;idk y today i just dont feel so good after what ming min tell mi this morning.. i m think it is mi or it nt be.. but y h ewan to like mi sia... Not than i see his lookings i dont liek him.. i used to like him but i just dont get it.. i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;really wan to know sia who is the gal he like?? if nt i will nt be able to sleep OMG ming min y must u tell mi today.. i m nt myself today i just dont know what is happening sia.. please tell mi!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-5900833729108490642?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5900833729108490642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=5900833729108490642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/5900833729108490642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/5900833729108490642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2008/08/idk.html' title='IDK'/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-7005919066870442464</id><published>2008-08-18T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T22:10:15.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sori 4 wasting my blog space for some fuckeing dogs!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hey nameless, ur father mother never give u name huh? u dare to give comment dont dare to put ur name huh? SCARED huh? then y bother to tagged mi sia.. hey u grow up frist la motherfucker... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;As if i copy ur work like that i copy my friends work even they never say anything y r u acting like a fucked up dog.. i just dont get it... hey sucker u dont tok about plp look at urself first.. if i fine out who r u.. U BETTER WATCH OUT OK.. FUCKING ASS... if u r a guy thats means u have no balls ok.. Dare to tagged..dun dare to put ur name huh? scared huh?? stupitd fucker... u think what i create my blog 4 u to tagged like this huh? ya my teacher never teach mi y u wan to teach mi huh.. please la just fuck off from my blog.. what the hell to u mean always people complaining i copy people's work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;y they complaining to u huh? y u what big head huh plp complaining to u... stupid hell u watch out la.. if u wan to reply to this u better put ur name dont be a scary cat.. u gt guts to send those tag rit put ur name la... ASS... U WATCH OUT LA... MOTHERFUCKER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-7005919066870442464?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7005919066870442464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=7005919066870442464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/7005919066870442464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/7005919066870442464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2008/08/sori-4-wasting-my-blog-space-for-some.html' title='Sori 4 wasting my blog space for some fuckeing dogs!!'/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-4510552222256644372</id><published>2008-08-14T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T20:55:58.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I really Hate him</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i really hate MENG SUAN.. today we had EOA exam la.. so i dont know how to do the Que (4c) so i asked natasha.. then meng suan saw that i am asking natsha.. so he shouted"uma dont cheat la.." so fucked up rit OMG ms lim was like looking at mi la.. so stupit.. then she say if u all dont know dont cheat just try ur best.. Think it is ur 'N' level.. i was like so mad la.. then after recess it was EOA paper 2.. it was in lad 1..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; then meng suan was sitting behind my row la.. then aslo he was like "uma dont cheat Ok teacher uma just nw cheat 4 paper 1" i was like WTH... the he call mi again and again i did nt ans him.. so i shout  stup up la so stupit then he also shout i was lilke going to cry la cause i love him alot then he do this to mi... shit ass... i hate him.. i hate him.. i hate him... i hate him.. i hate him.. i hate him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-4510552222256644372?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4510552222256644372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-7538963751513584121</id><published>2008-08-06T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:18:18.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>who ever u are ZZZ u&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; dont act like a cowerd&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! if u dont like anything about mi or my blog just come to my face and say &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mother fucker&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. no need to post nameless comment!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;u dare put ur name la STUPID ASS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-600553489673739138</id><published>2008-08-02T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:17:31.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy together wit hurting part.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy part!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hmm well today went to tution as everyday... went i went to tution aunt's hus i saw loges(dont know how to spell his name la)then i saw him then i just go and sit take out ma books to study la(good gal what) then aunt give mi sci test than wan was easy la but the think is that i cannot remeber the sci notes la.. so stuipt ... then after about 15 mins later another boy come (dont sure of him name) ten ge come he sit some where behind mi la... the the funny part come.. he ask aunt something la(nt sure)haha.. it was so funny la the way he asked her loges and i were like laughting like mad like that ... i cannot take it la so what i did is that i cover my face wit a book la..then aunt ask mi "uma cover ur face and laughting huh?" then i was like still laughingla... then the boy took a book that aunt told him to read la he put it on his head.. since loges sitting infront of mi he can see the boy so he look at the boy and laugh then i also like one kaopy like that turn and look at the boy he was still keeping the book at his head than aunt look at the boy and say"what u doing trying to put all the words in ur brain without studing huh? i was like laughing... then after that he tok aunt ho and play wit that then aunt shout la the way she shout OMG it was so funny la then the aunt say today lesson laughing lesson huh? then we kept quite... then it wa stime for loges to go home/... then after 5 mins it was mi to go home... then anut open the door for mi to go outside la then she told mi" dont laugh to urself in the LRT OK" than i laugh and sau "Ok aunt"then walk to LRt i wan laughing la i cannot stop laughing OMG than i hear song than i was not laughing any more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hurting part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OMG it was going all well untill mum come home... she call my name so i say yes and standing la.. she shout at mi and ask mi to open the door then i was liek what the fuck la.. then she went to cook i went inside my room than she shout where is the curry powerd theh i say it is inside the carboard tha n she say dont have come and take for mi.. then i just walk to the kitchen and take of her , then i wanted to go my room.. before i step in to my room she shout and say u always in ur room.. then i was like what the hell la... then i say what must i do nw?? then she say keep the bags in the room.. then there was my bro's brithday cake... then i kept it in my dads room la.. then in the afternoon i cook rice for mi and my dog la,but i use the wrong rice but i only eating it what so there i sno big deal what i and my dog only eating what not as if the whole family eating what.. then she eat the rice , she stared to shout la all the bad words for using the wrong rice.. so what la only rice and is not that i am wasting the rice.... then i put the rice on the table veri hard that gt a bang sound then mum stared to throw thins at mi, i run to the gate but she was still throwing at mi la.. i was also shouting at her saying that i never put the bag hard it just slip of my hand.. but she never lishen she was still throwing la.. then she stop la.. i was like a fool carrying the things at mi.. so stupid rit then she wanted to go to her friends hus i dont wan to go la, but she foce mi la.. OMG i just have to go la.. she took taxi la.. then she go infront and sit i was sitting behind i was liek crying la because the words she told mi hurt so much u know... then when i gt off the taxi i like smack the door the taxi driver look at mi i just like dont care la.. byt mum never say anything.. the whole nite i neber tol to her... then when we meet her friend about 1/2 hr later we went home and cut cake for my brother la.. i was so stupoid la so i never feed my bro the cake la.. cause i was so hurt by my mum's words and was also upset..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-600553489673739138?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/600553489673739138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=600553489673739138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/600553489673739138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/600553489673739138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-together-wit-hurting-part.html' title='happy together wit hurting part.'/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-723022501511834726</id><published>2008-07-31T01:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:19:01.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HATE or LOVE him</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;After recess it was english than MR kong never come to class i dont know y la!! then kit and tain de was throwing paper ot each other.. than fiza also throw at tain de, he throw the green tea bottle at her than they were all throwing bottles at eack other la... then someone throw the bottle at the fan so then tain de,roy,hisham,kit all staed to throw all... we all were scared that the bottle wil hit us it was a kind of fun la for 4-1... Awhile later kit throw the bottle to the fan than the bottle fly and hit Xiu ling's face nt so sure which part of the face la!! than everyone run to her than she was crying and her whole body was numb.. than kit say sorry to her and take med from XL bag and gave it to her.. after for awaile she was OK.. than Meng suan asked Ming min for the english book i was sitting beside her i never ask mi he only ask ming min than i was think to myself that i hate meng suan.. than it was time 4 EOA.. we all went to comp lab 2 then meng suan is in comp lab 1 for EOA sunddenly i saw him at comp lab 2 he was holding a cup of water than he walk to XL and gave her water i was liek what the&lt;/span&gt; fuck la.... please la her own best friends also nver give her or even others who r in comp lap 2 he from comp lab 1 come up just for her... so stupit la... after this i dont know whether i HATE him or LOVE him?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-723022501511834726?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/723022501511834726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=723022501511834726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/723022501511834726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/723022501511834726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2008/07/haet-or-love-him.html' title='HATE or LOVE him'/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-4018150256537444389</id><published>2008-07-28T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:19:41.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i will hate u forever!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;This is for u Sundra!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupit rit u know i like u, i know u like mi the only thing is that we never go on cause i have more feelings for MS rit?&lt;br /&gt;That was my stupit reson i know i saw ur blog!!Remeber that time u say what even we go on or never go on we will still be close and u will nt have any gal then what happen nw u tell mi la.. but i also say la i will nt have any guy but i never say i will nt like any guy what!!! oh so all that time u were lying to mi la... hmm u told mi u will be there 4 mi always but nw what happen... Oh nw u have my sis no no that bitch.. so u will forget mi la.. what to do i even dont know that the person i love will make mi a stupit fool...u know what i love u more than anyone u know i know this is too late to tell but i just wan to tell la.. this wan NOBODY know even euw or even natasha u all think that i love meng suan alot rit but deep inside my heart it was u i love alot!!but what to do all guys are the same what!! when u see a pretty gal go after her.. But the bitch is nt pretty what that y la?? whatever la it is yr life who am i to tell u rit? hmm after u read this if u ask staed(that will never happen) but still i will say no because nw that we are sooo close u wan to go after another gal, what if we are going on it will be the same rit.. So ya just forget our friendship u know i know that is veri hard but that is best for u and mi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Then today when my sis ask u stead what did u say "tell u later"&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck was that? so nw u like that bitch la... fine go ahead i dont care... u go stead wit her or do anything wit her also i dont CARE!!! Ann when she call u baby sweetheart, u call her what cutie baby... but u call mi ma... what the fuck are u trying to say?? i just wan to tell u this FUCK OFF... thats all for u and the bitch(going to be ur gal)..&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/5374086465463421327-4018150256537444389?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4018150256537444389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=4018150256537444389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/4018150256537444389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/4018150256537444389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-will-hate-u-forever.html' title='i will hate u forever!!'/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-1891954291589279901</id><published>2008-07-22T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:20:22.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love him alot!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;today ming min told mi that meng suan asked her to do the maths card la!! then she ask mi whather i wan to copy 4 him or nt... than i say OK.. than it was english, mr kong ask us to do the orange book but i was doing the card 4 him la cause i wan him to know that i love him and care 4 him... i was nt doing my work but i was busy copying 4 him luckly teacher never see sia!!! then ming min and Xiu ling asked mi to tell him i am the one doing the thing for him than i say la i like shy la to tell him then ming min help mi tell him... he told ming min ot say thank you to mi than she tell mi la!! i was like happy la!! then XL told mi that she know that i love him alot alot la... then i asked her y she say like thi sla... then she say even teacher teaching i was like copying 4 him that shows i really care and love him and thats ture la!! i wan to do 4 him cause i wan him to know that i love him alot and care about him.. hope he understand ma feeling 4 him la!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE EUW MENG SUAN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-1891954291589279901?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1891954291589279901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=1891954291589279901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/1891954291589279901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/1891954291589279901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2008/07/love-him-alot.html' title='Love him alot!!'/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-613171276494040433</id><published>2008-07-18T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:21:59.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Today at recess time i and wee sian got in a fright!!!&lt;br /&gt;I was lineing up to buy food la!! then someone beat mi&lt;br /&gt;it was so pain!! Then i turn aqnd ask my friends who beat mi&lt;br /&gt;then Kit was laughting so i thought she wa sthe one... i ask&lt;br /&gt;her is she the one then she say NO!!! then i ask my fiends&lt;br /&gt;Sha say it was wee sian then she say NO NO!!! then Munn&lt;br /&gt;say yes its wee sian!! I ask alot alot times than munn say&lt;br /&gt;yes yes he is the on ei swear!! so i kick his leg la!!! then he&lt;br /&gt;shout fuck u or what la!!! then i told call him names la!!!&lt;br /&gt;Then he say dont be the first gal to gt betting form my hand!!&lt;br /&gt;then i also shout at him la!!! then he beat my chest and my mouth&lt;br /&gt;then i gt veri angry and wanted to beat him my friends all hold mi la!!&lt;br /&gt;then i shout at him who think u my fother to beat mi huh?&lt;br /&gt;then i walk up to my calss!!! then after i go he throw spoon at the crowed&lt;br /&gt;hr thought i was in the crowed but the spoon hit my friend hand and went over&lt;br /&gt;natsha hand and also hit kit's hand... but kit's hand was nt bleeding...&lt;br /&gt;Sha's hand was bleeding la!!! My friends all bring her to the office and the OM&lt;br /&gt;bring her to see a doctor!!! but i was nt there went the the spoon hit my friend all la!&lt;br /&gt;the i went back to class i saw him than i bang the door!!! he ask mi i nt happy huh?&lt;br /&gt;i say no la!!! we two exchange words la!!! then he throw table then i also throw la!!&lt;br /&gt;then i walk out of class la!!! stupit WEE SIAN mother fucker!!!&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/5374086465463421327-613171276494040433?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/613171276494040433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=613171276494040433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/613171276494040433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/613171276494040433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2008/07/bad-day.html' title='Bad Day!!!'/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-6550750906532343747</id><published>2008-07-16T21:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T21:52:33.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel so bad!!!</title><content type='html'>Sori sha!!! because of mi u gt hurt!!!i feel so bad about what happen to u!!&lt;br /&gt;I should have keep quite so it all will nt happen sha!!! i am really sori 4 what happen... i should nt have dont that!!! why must this happen... Lucky nothing elas happen gal!!! sori if i have hurt ur feeling last time!! i really regeat it!!!&lt;br /&gt;The only thing i can say that i just miss a good friend!! but the thing that cause of HER only w ebecome like this!!! I am veri sori sha!!! I really miss u gal!!!&lt;br /&gt;y must u b ethe one!!! I really cannot take it u know!! We shall be friends Ok!!&lt;br /&gt;Not because u gt hurt i wan to be ur friend!!! I really think about it!!!&lt;br /&gt;those few days even though we are nt friends u care 4 mi!! Remeber yesterday morning u look sleepy.. u the only wan ask mi!! that shows u care about mi gal!!! i really love euw!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-6550750906532343747?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6550750906532343747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=6550750906532343747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/6550750906532343747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/6550750906532343747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2008/07/feel-so-bad.html' title='Feel so bad!!!'/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-903264909560682214</id><published>2008-07-13T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:24:06.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I had enough!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;had enough of u sha!!! lets forget our friendship OK!!! From on u go on ur own way i go own my own ways!!!That is the only way out!!! BY the way i am nt JEALOUS ok!!! how will u feel when ur close friend tok to other plpand nt u!!! And if i sit beside u,u will nt tok ot mi so much... But when u sit it the FUCKER u tok so much what is that mean u dont wan to tok to mi rit!! Aiya i dont wan to tok about it la!!! I had enough of hurting by u!! the first time u hurt mi by ur words nw buy ur act!!!! ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-903264909560682214?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/903264909560682214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=903264909560682214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/903264909560682214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/903264909560682214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-had-enough.html' title='I had enough!!'/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-4876749634353792279</id><published>2008-07-11T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:31:01.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Piinky Gal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was taken last year around Dec if &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am nt wrong la.. we had alot of fun la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was some kind of gals day out!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SJqHZkzVDmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPrwQlHPS3Y/s1600-h/us.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231642790589697634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SJqHZkzVDmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPrwQlHPS3Y/s320/us.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SJqHZkzVDmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPrwQlHPS3Y/s1600-h/us.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-4876749634353792279?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4876749634353792279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=4876749634353792279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/4876749634353792279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/4876749634353792279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2008/07/piinky-gal.html' title='Piinky Gal'/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SJqHZkzVDmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BPrwQlHPS3Y/s72-c/us.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-7401279247457403945</id><published>2008-07-11T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T23:55:28.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Small Fly</title><content type='html'>Euw think what i scared huh!!!hey i nt scared ok!!! u wan to tell ur guy,ur mother, father i dont care!!!&lt;br /&gt;if u wan to do anything to mi think first ok!! Dont act big!U are a small fly ok!! So dont act!!! stop showing ur stupit face la!!!� y act cute wan u are nt even cute!!! please la dont tell liesw to plp!! sick and tired alreday OK!!!u  and ur stupit face!!!oh nw sha become ur best friend la then last timeu told mi ur best frirend is one guy!!! Dont tell mi that sha is a guy LA!u and ur stupit lies go tell others who r stupit they will belive dont try &lt;br /&gt;t on me!!! hey before anyone turn my face pale i will turn ur stupit face pale ok!!! so stop toking behind my back!!!&lt;br /&gt;WATCH OUT SMALL FLY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-7401279247457403945?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7401279247457403945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=7401279247457403945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/7401279247457403945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/7401279247457403945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2008/07/euw-think-what-i-scared-huhhey-i-nt.html' title='Small Fly'/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374086465463421327.post-9021165048981373865</id><published>2008-07-10T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T23:27:59.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Him!!!</title><content type='html'>OMG.. Finally i told him i how i fell abot him!! Toady 10-07-08 he was sitting beside mi during CPA lesson!!&lt;br /&gt;Than kit natasha and i was chatting wit each other la!!! Than first kit send mi MENG SUAN but luucky he &lt;br /&gt;never see la!!! then natsha send mi MENG SUAN LOVER 2 times la!! then he saw!!! than heh told see no evil..&lt;br /&gt;Than i was so shock and dont know what to do!! i quicky close the ebuddy window!!! Then he was playing wit&lt;br /&gt;ma comp... than i grap his hand la!!! Than he told mi y are holding than i let its hand go and there was a burnt&lt;br /&gt;mark and it was bleeding i was so like what la!!! i told him so many sorri!!! he say never mind... than he went &lt;br /&gt;around telling plp i make his bleed come out.... than when i come home i online than he also online!!!&lt;br /&gt;than i told him what will u do if i say i like u !!! he told mi he will nt do anything!!! than i told him i have hearts &lt;br /&gt;4 him!!! he said OK!! than after for awaile i told him i scared that later in sck he will avoide mi...than he say &lt;br /&gt;ne will nt!!! Than i was so happy la!!! I love Euw!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374086465463421327-9021165048981373865?l=lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/feeds/9021165048981373865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374086465463421327&amp;postID=9021165048981373865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/9021165048981373865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374086465463421327/posts/default/9021165048981373865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovehurtsthanwords.blogspot.com/2008/07/love-him.html' title='Love Him!!!'/><author><name>Miss Lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325096544608704168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb9Uhg9-EPk/SK4fDF9etQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P-wc5corzWM/S220/pretty+rit!!!+what+t+do...hahaha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
