<?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-9739916</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:43:42.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i walk alone...</title><subtitle type='html'>i walk a lonely road the only one that i have ever known..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>122</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-114866325302999972</id><published>2006-05-27T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T01:07:33.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>( the following is just me blabbing whatever i feel at the moment.. The tone is inconsistent and so does my mood.. but hey.. thats me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its amazing how some people can be extremely self serving.. As in.. blindly see things only their way and don't ever think about other's point of view.. It's like pot calling the kettle black u know? This particular person thinks that i don't know what she thinks of me.. or that i honestly am so stupid that i dunno whats going on around me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about time i let you people know.. that i KNOW.. i just DON'T CARE..&lt;br /&gt;haha.. it's really that simple..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes i know how i am.. i know im direct.. i know i can be overpowering.. i know i can be a total bitch.. trust me i know exactly who i am.. and like i said before.. im not gonna change myself for anyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself this.. Why is it that i affect you so? Is it cause you choose to let me affect you? Can't be that someone force you to let me affect u right? Even when i hardly contact you.. you go and on about me.. Why not let go and just move on with your life. Stop being such an over sensetive emotional DRAMA queen.. Not the whole world revolves around your silly childish world you know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth? the truth is that you are so waaaaaaay in over your head.. the truth is that.. you need to grow up and stop living in this fantasy world where everything is suppose to go your way.. FOR GOD SAKES GROW UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time we used to be good friends.. ( on some distant level )... but then.. you changed.. and i couldn't stand to be friends with you anymore.. cause u betrayed me.. you lied to my face.. and everyone around me was telling me how you badmouthed me.. and honest to god.. i didn't think you were that type of person.. and i know that i definately don't know you.. cause i thought you were a good person.. obviously i was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please don't flatter yourself.. i really have no interest in your work.. and i promise i will keep our interactions during our forced time workin to bare minimum.. Trust me i'm not looking forward to it either. but i will have to do what i have to do.. My juniors are more important that this stupid vendetta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just find it so wierd that people i dont care about make me the topic in their life.. i mean god.. its like i cant care less about you yet i seem to be the only thing you seem to talk about.. er... haha.. see what's wrong with the picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see apparently your so busily caught up in my faults.. that you don't even see your own.. and trust me.. if you think that everyone else thinks your perfect.. you are dead wrong.. Worst of all.. is not bothering to find out entire stories before forming an opinion.. and boy are you full of opinions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way.. i have enough friends.. i don't need to seek attention.. and i have my reasons for wanting to leave.. the bigger picture is my own personal life which is none of your concern.. just like whatever else i do.. besides.. why on earth are you complaining.. you should be happy if i leave.. Unfortunately.. cause of circumstances.. i can't go.. I'm staying as a favour to someone whom i love dearly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all in all.. i just wanna say to this person.. because i know who i am.. i am deeply sorry for anything i may have done or said that has hurt you.. Including all of the above ( i rant).. I know i am capable of hurting people without realising what i'm doing.. it is a flaw of my personality.. but like i said.. Sometimes it's good to reflect on yourself as well although it's easiest to blame everything on someone else.. Whatever of your pain is my fault.. i am sorry.. but i hope you are grown up enought to take your share of the cake too.. No matter how bitter it may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So from now.. just like i am with everyone.. i will be civilised with you.. i dont want to waste energy on this anymore..neither should you.. and more importantly, there are more things in life that need to be concentrated on other than this.. I just want to finish up poly without all this drama.. and spend time with my true friends whom i love.. It's better if we both stop wasting energy on something so insignificant.. Whether you want to be civilised and normal back.. is up to ur own maturity.. but dont do it just to prove your mature.. do it cause you are mature.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have spoken my peace..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-114866325302999972?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/114866325302999972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/114866325302999972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2006/05/following-is-just-me-blabbing-whatever.html' title=''/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-114450876307352384</id><published>2006-04-08T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T23:06:03.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats my type??????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You may be nice but aren't you a bit naughty as well! That's why you're attracted to the bad lad. The one who's a bit laddish. The heart-breaker. So what if he's hard to tie down? You want a man who has an edge, someone who keeps you on your toes. In fact, it may be the challenge that keeps you around. His rather yobbish attitude is like a magnet; if a man wears a rebel reputation, he sparked your attention! Your bloke must be confident and ooze masculine charm. Plainly, sensitive men simply don't cause your knees to buckle. You have no time for the sweet, romantic, or doting chaps who pursue you and, frankly, bore you to tears. Perhaps you're just not into the touchy-feely thing right now. Who cares? Whether you're seeking adventure or looking to tame the wild, there's something about a bad lad that keeps you coming back.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;True? i don't know! haha.. for now, lets just have fun in life yah! haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-114450876307352384?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/114450876307352384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/114450876307352384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2006/04/whats-my-type.html' title='Whats my type??????'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-114420734956177413</id><published>2006-04-05T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T11:27:50.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Disaster</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;He drowns in his dreams&lt;br /&gt;An exquisite extreme I know&lt;br /&gt;He’s as damned as he seems&lt;br /&gt;And more heaven than a heart could hold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I try to save him&lt;br /&gt;My whole world could cave in&lt;br /&gt;It just ain't right&lt;br /&gt;It just ain't right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I don't know&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what is after&lt;br /&gt;But he's so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Such a beautiful disaster&lt;br /&gt;And if I could hold on&lt;br /&gt;Through the tears and the laughter&lt;br /&gt;Would it be beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;Or just a beautiful disaster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's magic and myth&lt;br /&gt;As strong as what I believe&lt;br /&gt;A tragedy with&lt;br /&gt;More damage than a soul should see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And do I try to change him?&lt;br /&gt;So hard not to blame him&lt;br /&gt;Hold on tight&lt;br /&gt;Hold on tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh 'cause I don't know&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what is after&lt;br /&gt;But he’s so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Such a beautiful disaster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I could hold on&lt;br /&gt;Through the tears and the laughter&lt;br /&gt;Would it be beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;Or just a beautiful disaster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm longing for love and the logical&lt;br /&gt;But he's only happy hysterical&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for some kind of miracle&lt;br /&gt;Waited so long&lt;br /&gt;So long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s soft to the touch&lt;br /&gt;But frayed at the ends he breaks&lt;br /&gt;He’s never enough&lt;br /&gt;And still he's more than I can take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh 'cause I don't know&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what is after&lt;br /&gt;But he's so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Such a beautiful disaster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I could hold on&lt;br /&gt;Through the tears and the laughter&lt;br /&gt;Would it be beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;Or just a beautiful disaster&lt;br /&gt;He’s beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Such a beautiful disaster..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-114420734956177413?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/114420734956177413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/114420734956177413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2006/04/beautiful-disaster.html' title='Beautiful Disaster'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-114399602610765862</id><published>2006-04-03T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T00:50:55.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How will i die?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="300" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="300" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Suicide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="93" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;93%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Gunshot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="80" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;80%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Posion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="73" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;73%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Disease&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="73" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;73%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Cut Throat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="67" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;67%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Disappear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="60" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;60%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Stabbed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="40" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;40%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Drowning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="40" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;40%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Bomb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="33" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;33%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Eaten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="33" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;33%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Natural Causes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="27" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;27%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Accident&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="20" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;20%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Suffocated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="20" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;20%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your death will be suicide. What more can I say? Fact: Suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem. If you want to know hwo you will commit suicide, take a look at your second highest percentage on the bar graphs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=8960"&gt;How Will You Die??&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-114399602610765862?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/114399602610765862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/114399602610765862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2006/04/how-will-i-die.html' title='How will i die?'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-114390072036324084</id><published>2006-04-01T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T22:22:00.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when i kill myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="24%" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When i kill myself i'll...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you're such a "morbid" and "gothic" person, it probably would be most ideal to slit your wrists. Just think of the expression of your loved ones faces when they find you snow white in a deep red bath of your own blood. A suicide note carved into yourself would also be a cool addition, but hey its your body ... oh and don't forget to give your soul to Satan, I'm pretty sure he has dibs anyway.&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thisisacryforhelp.com/suicidequiz.htm"&gt;&lt;img height="187" alt="_blank" src="http://www.thisisacryforhelp.com/quiz/killyourself/slit.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thisisacryforhelp.com/suicidequiz.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Find&lt;br /&gt;out your most ideal means of suicide by clicking here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-114390072036324084?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/114390072036324084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/114390072036324084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2006/04/when-i-kill-myself.html' title='when i kill myself'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-114389316540296768</id><published>2006-04-01T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T20:06:05.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So unimpressed but so in awe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Such a saint but such a whore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So self aware so full of shit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So indecisive so adamant&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/9739916-114389316540296768?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/114389316540296768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/114389316540296768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title='....'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-114351523846585874</id><published>2006-03-28T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T11:26:41.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What kind of Girlfriend am i?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50669/tests/girlfriend/index.jsp?testname=girlfriendogt&amp;resultid=E" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="115" alt="Take this test at Tickle" src="http://web.tickle.com/cv/50669/http://i.emode.com/tests/girlfriend/images/steady_s.gif" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a Steady Supporter&lt;br /&gt;Stand by your man — that's just something you naturally do. Once you've committed to a relationship, you are a constant companion who enjoys the comfort and stability that comes from being a couple. Not quick to judge, accuse, or think the worst, you have a lot of trust (in him and in yourself), and you rarely worry about where he is or who he's with.For you, mutual respect is of utmost importance. You are comfortable and confident in your own skin, making you a great pillar of strength in all your relationships. Whether he's striving to climb a mountain or land a promotion, you have his back. Best part is, you know he's got yours too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50670/tests/girlfriend/index.jsp?testname=girlfriendogt&amp;amp;resultid=E" target="_blank"&gt;What Kind of Girlfriend Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought to you by &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50671/" target="_blank"&gt;Tickle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-114351523846585874?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/114351523846585874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/114351523846585874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-kind-of-girlfriend-am-i.html' title='What kind of Girlfriend am i?'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-114347212264712582</id><published>2006-03-27T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T23:08:42.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our time is running out- Muse</title><content type='html'>I think I'm drowning&lt;br /&gt;Asphyxiated&lt;br /&gt;I wanna break this spell&lt;br /&gt;That you've created&lt;br /&gt;You're something beautiful&lt;br /&gt;A contradiction&lt;br /&gt;I wanna play the game&lt;br /&gt;I want the friction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will be the death of me&lt;br /&gt;You will be the death of me&lt;br /&gt;Bury itI won't let you bury it&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you smother it&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you murder it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our time is running out&lt;br /&gt;Our time is running out&lt;br /&gt;You can't push it underground&lt;br /&gt;You can't stop it screaming out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted freedom&lt;br /&gt;Bound and restricted&lt;br /&gt;I tried to give you up&lt;br /&gt;But I'm addicted&lt;br /&gt;Now that you know I'm trapped&lt;br /&gt;sense of elation&lt;br /&gt;You'd never dream of&lt;br /&gt;Breaking this fixation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will squeeze the life out of me&lt;br /&gt;Bury itI won't let you bury it&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you smother it&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you murder it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our time is running out&lt;br /&gt;Our time is running out&lt;br /&gt;You can't push it underground&lt;br /&gt;You can't stop it screaming out&lt;br /&gt;How did it come to this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooohh&lt;br /&gt;You will suck the life out of me&lt;br /&gt;Bury itI won't let you bury it&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you smother it&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you murder it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our time is running out&lt;br /&gt;Our time is running out&lt;br /&gt;You can't push it underground&lt;br /&gt;You can't stop it screaming out&lt;br /&gt;How did it come to this?&lt;br /&gt;Ooooohh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-114347212264712582?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/114347212264712582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/114347212264712582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2006/03/our-time-is-running-out-muse.html' title='Our time is running out- Muse'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-114295491636859220</id><published>2006-03-21T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T23:28:36.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;~ I'm heart brokened~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-114295491636859220?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/114295491636859220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/114295491636859220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2006/03/why.html' title='why..'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-114288318831530744</id><published>2006-03-21T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T03:33:08.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally...</title><content type='html'>Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for what happened tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for letting us talk..&lt;br /&gt;I am greatful for it all.&lt;br /&gt;I pray he is ok..&lt;br /&gt;I hope.. he will always be ok..&lt;br /&gt;Pls take care of him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight.. i saw a totally different side of you.. i loved to see it.. cause i saw that u are human.. and that at least i know i was not crazy to see something in u.. tonight.. i saw ur heart and soul. Too late.. but better late then never i guess... Thanks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really glad that everything is resolved.. I can finally breath again.. For someone whom i never got to have a future with... but i know i could have.. its just the circumstances... i'm really sorry about everything that happened to you.. to me.. to us.. but its alright.. everything happens for a reason... I forgive u... and i will always be there for u... and remember.. ur not losing us.. where there is a will there is a way... FRIENDS always ya sweetie! anyway, consider this my last gift to u.. the first and last song.. i shall consider it our song.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE LAST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never could imagine, life without you&lt;br /&gt;From the moment you walked into my world&lt;br /&gt;Never knew how long a loving flame could burn&lt;br /&gt;But losing you has forced me to learn&lt;br /&gt;That we can't change the way we feel inside&lt;br /&gt;And every try at love never turns out right&lt;br /&gt;We both know it's better if we just let it go&lt;br /&gt;So let's have&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;One last kiss&lt;br /&gt;One last touch&lt;br /&gt;One last tender moment between us&lt;br /&gt;One last dance&lt;br /&gt;To our first song&lt;br /&gt;While pretending there's nothing wrong&lt;br /&gt;Let's stay here for awhile and&lt;br /&gt;Cherish every moment we're in denial&lt;br /&gt;We both know&lt;br /&gt;Its better if we just let it go&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I try to take a stand at all&lt;br /&gt;I see your face again and I fall&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the night there's the scent of a rose&lt;br /&gt;The smell of your perfume I suppose&lt;br /&gt;But we can't change the way we feel inside&lt;br /&gt;And every try at love never turns out right&lt;br /&gt;We both know it's better if we just let it go&lt;br /&gt;So let's have&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Baby if we met each other under a different sky&lt;br /&gt;Maybe then things would be much better between you and I&lt;br /&gt;We could always hold on to this one special thing we share&lt;br /&gt;But it would be too much for us to bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So let's have&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We both know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;It's better if we just let it go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your right.. its too beautiful a song.. haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-114288318831530744?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/114288318831530744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/114288318831530744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2006/03/finally.html' title='finally...'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-114257723833147301</id><published>2006-03-17T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T14:33:58.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updatesssssssss</title><content type='html'>The past few days seem to past by really fast. So let me recap slightly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WED&lt;br /&gt;Met Ri for the first time. He was late so i waited for him at YCK along with my friends. I felt slightly awkward at first. but after that it was ok.. haha.. it got more comfortable la. We all headed to esplanade for meeting with the external theatre group which some of us like nisa, nizam etc are joining. He just sat there and listen to the meeting.. haha.. so poorthing... i felt bad la since we were supposed to be on a sort of date.. so i excused myself halfway.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was hungry so wen to marina square to eat.. I didnt eat la.. just watch him eat. haha.. then i was sooo cold cause the aircon there was really really cold.. so went to marina promenade.. ther we talked and got to know each other la.. and the rest..... is history... haha.. not important...&lt;br /&gt;I had a good time.. Glad we finally met ar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURS&lt;br /&gt;Nothin much. Screwed up the med surg presentation. but somehow i dun care... haizz.. like watever laaaaaar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRI&lt;br /&gt;at clinical trials now.. thinking about starting to study for psycho today.. scared this weekend i no time..  busy weekend.. GM, auditions, drama workshop.... and still got orientation witht he kids of the theatre group.. haha.. kinda exciting!1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk.. better pay attention.. will update later tonight in detail k!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-114257723833147301?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/114257723833147301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/114257723833147301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2006/03/updatesssssssss.html' title='updatesssssssss'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-114183188434938623</id><published>2006-03-08T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T23:31:24.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i got sushine in a bag......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ITS OVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;almost......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yayness ppl....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;at least majority settled..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im so like so smiling now ar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Top 5 reasons why annur is smiling at this very moment.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;1) the meeting is OVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2) i got nothing to study for till 2 weeks time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;3) i've settled majority of my issues of the heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;4) i saw dear FAISAL today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;5) spent time with my com today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;overall a good day people..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*CLAPS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok.. stil got things to so though.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHIT. suddenly im sleepy.. but i promised someone i would call him tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i think better call.. else.. later MAJOR MERAJOKNESS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cya later peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;* i'm smiling more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;  and its all ur fault! ;) *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-114183188434938623?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/114183188434938623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/114183188434938623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-got-sushine-in-bag.html' title='i got sushine in a bag......'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-114173886935225400</id><published>2006-03-07T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T21:41:09.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAYNESS!</title><content type='html'>my god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any idea how relieved i am to have finished my bio prac paper?&lt;br /&gt;PHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;wasnt too bad.. thanks to DARLING ARIFAH.. omg..&lt;br /&gt;I SO OWE U..&lt;br /&gt;Love u!&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so like i had my paper.. then after school met up with nisa at bishan awhile for some window shoppin and yummy chocolate fudge cake at secret recipe.. nisa and i got sleepy so we headed home after! haha.. short meet but it was fun anyway! haha..&lt;br /&gt;Nisa i still like that S&amp;K jacket!!!!&lt;br /&gt;then on my way back got sweet msg from someone.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;SO SWEET LAR U...&lt;br /&gt;*ladidadida*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. oh YAH.. on sunday went to tangs to get the chocolate fountain for my aunt as a housewarming gift.. haha.. hope she likes! hmm..  then went to HAAGEN DAAAAAAZ!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha.. had the fondue with my mummy. it was soooo YUM! haha.. heaven lar.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my god.. i still got clinical theory tomorrow.. waaah.. like lazy to study leh.. hmm okok.. better sleep now and wake at 4am to study.. cause im still sleepy form the lack of sleep yesterday..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah.. tomorrow is THE meeting..&lt;br /&gt;get ready ppl..&lt;br /&gt;lets get it OVER AND DONE WITH..&lt;br /&gt;then can move on...&lt;br /&gt;i can TASTE the freedom lar...&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for tonight.. will update within the next 2 days for sure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* &lt;em&gt;could this really be real..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   are u really as sweet as u seem?*&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/9739916-114173886935225400?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/114173886935225400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/114173886935225400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2006/03/yayness.html' title='YAYNESS!'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-114122905917203614</id><published>2006-03-01T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T00:04:52.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Not Happy.</title><content type='html'>Mood : Deep Sadness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music: Absolutely Zero by Jason Mraz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THoughts:&lt;br /&gt;Been feeling rather numb about everything. Today i tried my best to be happy. I smiled, laughed but in reality... i guess im just kidding myself. When i got home. I sat in front of my computer and suddenly, the honest truth of how im feeling revealed itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Honest Truth? - I'm NOT Happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes ladies and gentlemen. I admit it completely now. I'm no longer in denial. I am not happy. Not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This revelation of finally admitting the obvious truth is quite liberating actually. I realise, im generally not a happy person. I'm very seldom really happy. I've been so intoxicated with pleasing everyone else that somewhere... i started to drown.. but today i put my head above the water and saw things clearlyfor a second. Something i havent done in a long while. Today i could breath just a little. I felt my chains loosen just a little. Though i'm not emancipated or anythin, i am however feeling extremely somewhat serene. Not happy. Just.. Serene. Very much in acceptance with the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back i realise that i've changed alot. I also realise that i changed mostly for others. Not for myself. Is that a bad thing? I guess i just realise that i am very much about others. I'm not trying to sound like the most giving person or the most self rightous, generous person. I know i'm nothing that fantastic. All i realise is that i make my world revolve around the people i care about. I do actually always put everyone and everything else before myself. No, i'm not looking for appreciation or acknowledgement. I'm simply telling you about a realisation i made. I realise i would actually do almost anything i can if it makes someone i care about happy.. It's wierd cause i think i do it not cause i want satisfaction in myself, but i guess satisfaction that i took care of someone i care about. I just never realised that while i was taking care of and looking out for and protecting all these ppl, who is doing the same for me? so in the end i'm surrounded by these people who are happy and problem free and all that, and yes i do feel a sense of releif that they are happy but i realise that at the end of the day. Im NOT happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it's a weakness or a strength. But i do know that basically, my life depends alot around being a reliable person to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal now is just to do my job. Fulfill my duties as a student, daughter, H.O.D.&lt;br /&gt;The rest.. can wait.&lt;br /&gt;My happiness... can wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Happiness is...&lt;br /&gt;Realising that YOU deserve it..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Sweetie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Things have not been easy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But always know that i have faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Till we meet again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I pray god takes care of you always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss you dearly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-114122905917203614?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/114122905917203614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/114122905917203614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-not-happy.html' title='I&apos;m Not Happy.'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-114118896590661229</id><published>2006-03-01T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T12:56:05.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>falalla</title><content type='html'>ok.. currently im on the phone with my best friend. She is freaking out cause A levels results are coming out today. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;GOOD LUCK&lt;/span&gt; to Nur Liyana Bte Saine! you'll be fine.. I know you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. so my auditions are today! like so cool rite! ahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok actually i got nothin much la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Walking Away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes some people get me wrong&lt;br /&gt;when it's something I've said or done&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you feel there is no fun&lt;br /&gt;that's why you turn and run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now I truly realise&lt;br /&gt;some people don't wanna compromise&lt;br /&gt;well I saw them with my own eyes&lt;br /&gt; spreading those lies&lt;br /&gt;and well I don't wanna live my life&lt;br /&gt; too many sleepless nights&lt;br /&gt;not mentioning the fights&lt;br /&gt; i'm sorry to say lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away&lt;br /&gt;from the troubles in my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away&lt;br /&gt;oh to find a better day&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away&lt;br /&gt; from the troubles in my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away&lt;br /&gt;oh to find a better day&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm so tired baby&lt;br /&gt;things you say you're driving me away&lt;br /&gt;whispers in the powder room baby&lt;br /&gt;don't listen to the games they play&lt;br /&gt;girl I thought you'd realise&lt;br /&gt;I'm not like them other guys&lt;br /&gt;coz I saw them with my own eyes&lt;br /&gt;you should've been more wise&lt;br /&gt;and well I don't wanna live my life&lt;br /&gt; too many sleepless nights&lt;br /&gt;not mentioning the fights&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry to say lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away&lt;br /&gt; from the troubles in my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away&lt;br /&gt;oh to find a better day&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away&lt;br /&gt;from the troubles in my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away&lt;br /&gt;oh to find a better day&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just closing myself up to everything. Im just so irritated with all this nonsense. It's all a waste of time la.. GET IT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* sidenote- i miss my boyfriend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-114118896590661229?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/114118896590661229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/114118896590661229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2006/03/falalla.html' title='falalla'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-114110670449671728</id><published>2006-02-28T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T14:05:04.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sux sux sux</title><content type='html'>you know for the past few weeks the whole world is just plain fucked up..&lt;br /&gt;and i feel like im just floating around waiting for something to happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the place i placed all my love, passion, blood, sweat and tears for is falling apart..&lt;br /&gt;and you know who's fault it is.&lt;br /&gt;yes you..&lt;br /&gt;its your fault..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its sad that people can actually do so much harm to others. and yet.. still think they are innocent..  im so glad that i have my committee with me.. i love them all to death..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well things with the boyfriend is kinda stagnant... i dunno what im waiting for also.. and i just heard that my friend is gonna dump her bf too..  seems like everyone falling out of love huh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me.. i dunno wat im feeling anymore.. its like... everythings great when we are together.. but agonising that we spent so much time apart.. i wish i knew wat he was thinking.. what he is feeling.. but he is such a closed up person.. and he doesnt seem able to open up.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear, im here for you.. all i ask is that u let me take care of you.. let me be there for u.. i promise u that we can work through all this shit.. if u only TRY...&lt;br /&gt;and i dun ever want to hear about u feeling like committing suicide.. cause its just too painful to think about what i would do if anythign happened to you..&lt;br /&gt;and damn NICK for saying maybe you died in a crash.. ASSHOLE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm.. lets see.. i am just waiting for the BIG meeting this week... and for all this SHIT to be over.. i can smell the freedom.. its teasing me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haizz.. ok la... i dunno wat im talkin about already..i feel like im having a constant out of body experience.. like everything is happening and im watching from somwhere else.. even now i dunno waht the hell ive been typing..haha.. ok.. will update later.. Zai wants her laptop back...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-114110670449671728?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/114110670449671728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/114110670449671728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2006/02/sux-sux-sux.html' title='sux sux sux'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-114059088738640304</id><published>2006-02-22T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T14:48:07.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>autumn's mono...</title><content type='html'>Wanna talk about beautiful songs.. this tops my list.. great band.. great lyrics.. great music..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from autumn to ashes - &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;autumn's monologue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;oh why cant I be what you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;a new improved version of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but i'm nothing so good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;no i'm nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;just bones, a lonely ghost burning down songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;of violence of love and of sorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i beg for just one more tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;where you hold me down fold me in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;deep deep deep in the heart of your sins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i break in two over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i break in twoand each piece of me dies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and only you can give the breath of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but you dont see me, you dont...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;here i'm in between darkness and light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;bleached and blinded by these nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;where im tossing and tortured til dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;by you, visions of you then youre gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the shock lifts the red from my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;when i hear someone's taking my place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;how could love be so thoughtless, so cruel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;when all, all that i did was for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i break in two over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i break in twoand each piece of me dies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and only you can give the breath of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but you dont see me you dont..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i break in two over youi break in two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and each piece of me dies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and only you can give the breath of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but you dont see me you don't...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i break in two over youi break in two over you, over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i break in twoi would break in two for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;now you see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;now you don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;now you need me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;now you don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-114059088738640304?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/114059088738640304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/114059088738640304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2006/02/autumns-mono.html' title='autumn&apos;s mono...'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-113886767882914062</id><published>2006-02-02T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T16:10:01.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>My throat hurts&lt;br /&gt;from swallowing my pride&lt;br /&gt;i no longer can stand&lt;br /&gt;all you hypocrites..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;digging yourself into&lt;br /&gt;every body and soul&lt;br /&gt;you can find..&lt;br /&gt;till they bleed&lt;br /&gt;scream for release&lt;br /&gt;and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why not feed on your own lies..&lt;br /&gt;instead of forcing others to drink it all in&lt;br /&gt;till we drown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never thought that the truth could be so&lt;br /&gt;hard to find.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess when you throw so much shit out..&lt;br /&gt;you eventually dwell in shit yourself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so miraculous how big of a conundrum&lt;br /&gt;you put urself in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now u cant breath&lt;br /&gt;now u drown in your own tears&lt;br /&gt;and choke on your own blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-113886767882914062?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/113886767882914062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/113886767882914062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title='....'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-113886657781315005</id><published>2006-02-02T15:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T15:49:37.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghosts before Breakfast..</title><content type='html'>Some of the most wonderful things in life.. comes for free...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a perfect example..&lt;br /&gt;literature.. by my dearest anastasia marilyn francis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ghosts before Breakfast&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me if I'm okay,&lt;br /&gt;I'll just say the same thing&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter if you care,&lt;br /&gt;I'll still feel this cold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Lost love haunts all&lt;br /&gt;Don't think, just sleep...&lt;br /&gt;It'll go away, someday&lt;br /&gt;Lost love haunts all&lt;br /&gt;I hurt when you bleed&lt;br /&gt;It'll go away, someday*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I sat down and cried&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help myself&lt;br /&gt;And even as you take me in your arms,&lt;br /&gt;I'm still dying inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Lost love haunts all&lt;br /&gt;Don't think, just sleep...&lt;br /&gt;It'll go away, someday&lt;br /&gt;Lost love haunts all&lt;br /&gt;Don't think, just sleep&lt;br /&gt;I hurt when you bleed&lt;br /&gt;It'll go away, someday.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-113886657781315005?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/113886657781315005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/113886657781315005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2006/02/ghosts-before-breakfast.html' title='Ghosts before Breakfast..'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-113702593938565207</id><published>2006-01-12T08:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T08:41:04.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here By me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;I hope you’re doing fine out without me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;‘Cause I’m not doing so good without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;The things I thought you’d never know about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Were the things I guess you always understood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;So how could I have been so blind for all these years?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Guess I only see the truth through all this fear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;And living without you…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;And everything I have in this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;And all that I’ll ever be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;It could all fall down around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Just as long as I have you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Right here by me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;I can’t take another day without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;‘Cause baby, I could never make it on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;I’ve been waiting so long, just to hold you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;And be back in your arms where I belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Sorry I can’t always find the words to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;But everything I’ve ever known gets swept away&lt;br /&gt;Inside of your love…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;And everything I have in this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;And all that I’ll ever be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;It could all fall down around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Just as long as I have you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Right here by me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;As the days grow long I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;That time is standing still for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;When you’re not here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Sorry I can’t always find the words to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Everything I’ve ever known gets swept away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Inside of your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;And everything I have in this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;And all that I’ll ever be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;It could all fall down around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Just as long as I have you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Right here by me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-113702593938565207?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/113702593938565207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/113702593938565207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2006/01/here-by-me.html' title='Here By me...'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-113699122568954723</id><published>2006-01-11T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T22:53:45.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear God..</title><content type='html'>Dear God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls let me feel better..&lt;br /&gt;Pls make all these feelings go away...&lt;br /&gt;I really dont want to go through this again..&lt;br /&gt;Pls let me stay happy..&lt;br /&gt;PLs..&lt;br /&gt;PLS..&lt;br /&gt;im pleading with u...&lt;br /&gt;dun let the tears fall again..&lt;br /&gt;i dun want this anymore...&lt;br /&gt;PLs..&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry...&lt;br /&gt;Let me heal..&lt;br /&gt;and move on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls take care of him..&lt;br /&gt;Let him be happy..&lt;br /&gt;Let him forget about me..&lt;br /&gt;Let him find what he's looking for..&lt;br /&gt;Just pls..&lt;br /&gt;Let him realise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the blessings..&lt;br /&gt;All the sorrows..&lt;br /&gt;All the pain...&lt;br /&gt;All the Joy..&lt;br /&gt;THank u so much...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-113699122568954723?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/113699122568954723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/113699122568954723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2006/01/dear-god.html' title='Dear God..'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-113530628921261208</id><published>2005-12-23T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T10:51:29.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cya later alligator!</title><content type='html'>finally getting achance to get away from here..&lt;br /&gt;need new air to breath.&lt;br /&gt;good ol california air.&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stagearts darling..&lt;br /&gt;i will MISS u..&lt;br /&gt;only 1 week.&lt;br /&gt;but i will still miss u all!&lt;br /&gt;love u guys sooo much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my comm.&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the temp MIA.&lt;br /&gt;i know got things to do.&lt;br /&gt;but i need this holiday.&lt;br /&gt;thanks..&lt;br /&gt;love u all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to you.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for sweet words.&lt;br /&gt;but i dun need them anymore.&lt;br /&gt;im done with u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;production.&lt;br /&gt;story is there.&lt;br /&gt;need to write script though.&lt;br /&gt;will have to rush once im back.&lt;br /&gt;sorry ros.&lt;br /&gt;sorry amreet.&lt;br /&gt;will get it done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..&lt;br /&gt;im going tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;take care u guys!&lt;br /&gt;will be thinkin of u guys all the time.&lt;br /&gt;promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-113530628921261208?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/113530628921261208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/113530628921261208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/12/cya-later-alligator.html' title='cya later alligator!'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-113505945645737465</id><published>2005-12-20T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T14:17:36.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;im sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;everything is just plain shitty..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i blame u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;thats right.. you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and you too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;oh and you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;its your fault too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;haven't felt this crappy in a while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;whats life without the crap it throws ur way huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;life just happens to be more generous with the crap lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i don't know if i can do this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;but i dont know if i can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;god help me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;make it just a little easier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;im so glad ur gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i feel alot better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;to my A.HOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;hope everything resolves itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;it'll get better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;you'll see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;from now on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ur a fair weathered friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;nothing more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;nothing less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-113505945645737465?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/113505945645737465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/113505945645737465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/12/sorry.html' title='sorry.'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-113448895378651914</id><published>2005-12-13T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T23:49:13.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shake it off  babe!</title><content type='html'>i though mariah was getting a little well... " over" but then i heard this song.. and i totally respect her fot the lyrics man.. its a great song.. and i totally feel what she's saying.. haha.. no no.. no one cheated on me.. haha.. i jsut know what it means to need to shake someone off.. haha.. thanks mariah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shake it off&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta shake you off&lt;br /&gt;Cause the loving ain't the same&lt;br /&gt;And you keep on playing games&lt;br /&gt;Like you know I'm here to stay&lt;br /&gt;I gotta shake you off&lt;br /&gt;Just like the Calgon commercial&lt;br /&gt;I really gotta get up outta here&lt;br /&gt;And go somewhereI gotta shake you off&lt;br /&gt;Gotta make that move&lt;br /&gt;Find somebody who&lt;br /&gt;Appreciates all the love I give&lt;br /&gt;Boy I gotta shake you off&lt;br /&gt;Gotta do what's best for me&lt;br /&gt;Baby and that means I gotta&lt;br /&gt;Shake you off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time you get this message&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be too late&lt;br /&gt;So don't bother paging me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'll be on my way&lt;br /&gt;See I grabbed all my diamonds and clothes&lt;br /&gt;Just ask your momma she knows&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna miss me baby&lt;br /&gt;Hate to say I told you so&lt;br /&gt;Well at first I didn't know&lt;br /&gt;But now it's clear to me&lt;br /&gt;You would cheat with all your freaks&lt;br /&gt;And lie compulsively&lt;br /&gt;So I packed up my Louis Vuitton&lt;br /&gt;Jumped in your ride and took off&lt;br /&gt;You'll never ever find a girl&lt;br /&gt;Who loves you more than me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta shake you off&lt;br /&gt;Cause the loving ain't the same&lt;br /&gt;And you keep on playing games&lt;br /&gt;Like you know I'm here to stay&lt;br /&gt;I gotta shake you off&lt;br /&gt;Just like the Calgon commercial&lt;br /&gt;I really gotta get up outta here&lt;br /&gt;And go somewhereI gotta shake you off&lt;br /&gt;Gotta make that move&lt;br /&gt;Find somebody who&lt;br /&gt;Appreciates all the love I give&lt;br /&gt;Boy I gotta shake you off&lt;br /&gt;Gotta do what's best for me&lt;br /&gt;Baby and that means I gotta&lt;br /&gt;Shake you off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta shake, shake, shake, shake, shake it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off...I found out about a gang&lt;br /&gt;Of your dirty little deeds&lt;br /&gt;With this one and that one&lt;br /&gt;By the pool, on the beach, in the streets&lt;br /&gt;Heard y'all was&lt;br /&gt;Hold up my phone's breakin' up&lt;br /&gt;I'ma hang up and call the machine right back&lt;br /&gt;I gotta get this off of my mind&lt;br /&gt;You wasn't worth my time&lt;br /&gt;I've leaving you behind&lt;br /&gt;Cause I need a real love in my life&lt;br /&gt;Save this recording because&lt;br /&gt;I'm never coming back home&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm gone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-113448895378651914?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/113448895378651914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/113448895378651914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/12/shake-it-off-babe.html' title='shake it off  babe!'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-113172872191290140</id><published>2005-11-12T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T01:05:21.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angels or devils...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Currently im in LOVE with this song.. SIGH.. LOvE it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DISHWALLA - Angels Or Devils lyrics&lt;br /&gt;this is the last time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that I'm ever gonna come here tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is the last time - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will fall into a place that fails us all - inside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can see the &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;pain&lt;/span&gt; in you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can see the&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but fighting all the demons will take time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it will take time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the angels they burn inside for us &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;are we ever are we ever gonna learn to fly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the devils they burn inside of us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;are we ever gonna come back down &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;come around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm always gonna worry about &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the things that could make us cold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is the last time &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that I'm ever gonna give in tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;are there angels or devils crawling here?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just want to know what blurs and what is clear - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to see &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;still I can see the pain in you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I can see the love in you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and fighting all the demons will take time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it will take time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the angels they burn inside for us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; are we ever are we ever gonna learn to fly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the devils they burn inside of u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sare we ever gonna come back down - come around &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm always gonna worry about &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the things that could break us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if I was to give in - give it up- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and thentake a breath - make it deep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cause it might be the last one you get&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;be the last one that could make us cold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know that they could make us cold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm always gonna worry about &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the things that could make us cold&lt;/strong&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/9739916-113172872191290140?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/113172872191290140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/113172872191290140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/11/angels-or-devils.html' title='Angels or devils...'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-113172818366814499</id><published>2005-11-12T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T00:56:23.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Learn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"You live you learn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; You love you learn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; You cry you learn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; You lose you learn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; You bleed you learn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; You scream you learn"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I recommend biting off more than you can chew to anyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I certainly do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I recommend sticking your foot in your mouth at any time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feel free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Throw it down &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(the caution blocks you from the wind)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hold it up (to the rays)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You wait and see when the smoke clears &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-113172818366814499?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/113172818366814499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/113172818366814499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/11/you-learn.html' title='You Learn'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-113172789630734567</id><published>2005-11-12T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T00:51:36.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maroon 5 - through with you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can you see me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Floating above your head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As you lay in bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thinking about everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That you did not do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saying I love you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Has nothing to do with meaning it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I don't trust you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause every time you're here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;intentions are unclear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I spend every hour waiting for a phone call&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That I know will never come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I used to think you were the one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;Now I'm sick of thinking&lt;/span&gt; anything at all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You ain't ever coming back to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's not how things were supposed to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You take my hand just to give it back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No other lover has ever done that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you remember&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The way we used to melt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you remember how it felt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I touched you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh cause I remember very well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;how long has it been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Since someone you let in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Has &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;given what I gave to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And at night when you sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you dream I would be there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just for a minute or two do you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You ain't ever coming back to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's not how things were supposed to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You take my hand just to give it back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No other lover has ever done that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Heartache heartache&lt;/span&gt; I just have so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A simple &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;love with a complex touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is nothing you can say or do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I called to let you know &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;through with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/9739916-113172789630734567?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/113172789630734567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/113172789630734567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/11/maroon-5-through-with-you.html' title='maroon 5 - through with you'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-113093884883333204</id><published>2005-11-02T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T21:40:48.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i know were cool..</title><content type='html'>It's hard to remember how it felt before&lt;br /&gt;Now I found the love of my life&lt;br /&gt;Passes things, get more comfortable&lt;br /&gt;Everything is going right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after all the obstacles&lt;br /&gt;It's good to see you now with someone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And it's such a miracle that you and me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;are still good friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;After all that we've been through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I know we're cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I know we're cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to think it was impossible&lt;br /&gt;Now you call me by my new last name&lt;br /&gt;Memories seem like so long ago&lt;br /&gt;Time always kills the pain&lt;br /&gt;Remember Harbor Boulevard&lt;br /&gt;The dreaming days where the mess was made&lt;br /&gt;Look how all the kids have grown, oh&lt;br /&gt;We have changed but we're still the same&lt;br /&gt;After all that we've been through&lt;br /&gt;I know we're cool&lt;br /&gt;I know we're cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know we're cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be happy for you&lt;br /&gt;If you can be happy for me&lt;br /&gt;Circles and triangles&lt;br /&gt;And now we're hanging out with your new girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;So far from where we've been&lt;br /&gt;I know we're cool&lt;br /&gt;I know we're cool&lt;br /&gt;C-cool, I know we're cool&lt;br /&gt; I know we're cool&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-113093884883333204?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/113093884883333204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/113093884883333204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-know-were-cool.html' title='i know were cool..'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-112999823536595844</id><published>2005-10-23T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T00:23:55.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>personality test</title><content type='html'>hehe.. here's the result of a personality test i took.. its simple.. they show u a few designs adn u choose ur fav one.. surprisingly its quite accurate.. well to me la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introspective     Sensitive   Reflective    &lt;br /&gt;You come to grips more frequently and thoroughly with yourself and your environment than do most people. You detest superficiality; you'd rather be alone than have to suffer through small talk. But your relationships with your friends are very strong, which gives you the inner tranquility and harmony that you require. You do not mind being alone for extended periods of time; you rarely become bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-112999823536595844?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/112999823536595844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/112999823536595844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/10/personality-test.html' title='personality test'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-112999795891497877</id><published>2005-10-23T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T00:19:18.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How romantic am i?</title><content type='html'>How Romantic Are You Results&lt;br /&gt;Your Score is 53&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You appear to have a well-balanced romantic self. While you may get flutters in your stomach when you meet someone you are very attracted to, you do not let your romantic-self entirely dictate how you proceed. You will ask yourself if there is a chance this relationship will work before allowing yourself to fall in love. Even if you feel a romantic connection is viable from a practical sense, you will not just allow yourself to be swept away. You do not have many illusions about love. While you may feel a very deep attachment to someone, you know love rarely conquers all. You know successful relationships take work and compromise and a desire by those involved to make their relationship work. Candlelight dinners and words of endless love may be nice, but they don't pay the bills or get the dishes washed. The middle ground on the romanticism scale is neither entirely safe nor entirely lackluster. However it does not carry the weight of a romantic failure based upon being swooped off your feet. Nor is the middle ground so devoid of romanticism that you feel like you are living with a sibling. Also, there is quite a bit of evidence that with your outlook on romanticism your relationship has a very good chance of succeeding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-112999795891497877?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/112999795891497877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/112999795891497877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/10/how-romantic-am-i.html' title='How romantic am i?'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-112977312022247481</id><published>2005-10-20T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T09:52:00.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUrprise!</title><content type='html'>today.. is taufiqs bday......&lt;br /&gt;had a surprise celebration yesterday for him..&lt;br /&gt;so i went to meet him after his lecture to blindfold him.. to bring him to mac la.. he actually was so panicked! haha.. had palpatations.. thought i was gonna saboh him..&lt;br /&gt;see i told u no harm would come to u... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway.. i blindfold him and guide him to mac...&lt;br /&gt;he was like sooo shy cause he know got ppl around.. but i didnt care! hahha.. so then we reach.. i open the blindfold and everyone started singing! the thing is.. even other ppl in the canteen who dunno him just join in and sing! haha.. he was so embarrased! but.. happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope u enjoyed ur birthday and the special celebration for u!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Stagearters for taking part in the celebration! and making my friend feel welcome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haizz.. dramafestival edging ever closer.. me and hasli are improving.. but still got alot more to go.. but im sure we can do it.. Right husband? haha..&lt;br /&gt; Alumni night coming too! wah. stress.. rehearsals for the freshies has been ok.. BUT ALOT of work needs to be done.. but im sure they can do it!&lt;br /&gt; EXAM next week some more... DIE DIE DIE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm.. just got to keep sane and study la... haizz.. doesnt help that i have not been sleeping well!&lt;br /&gt;SUX...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that day had lotsa fun when i buka luar with a few friends.. idah.. win.. arifah.. taufiq.. janah.. and ME! haha.. laught alot sia! then keep taking photo! hahah.. fun ! every minute was really really filled with joy.. hehe... THANKS guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K la.. thats all for now! will try to update sooooon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-112977312022247481?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/112977312022247481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/112977312022247481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/10/surprise.html' title='SUrprise!'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-112823146207547987</id><published>2005-10-02T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T13:37:42.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im too lost in you..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"Too Lost In You"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;You look into my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I go out of my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I can't see anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Cos this love's got me blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I can't help myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I can't break the spell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I can't even try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm in over my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;You got under my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I got no strength at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;In the state that I'm in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And my knees are weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And my mouth can't speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Fell too far this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Baby, I'm too lost in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Caught in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Lost in everything about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;So deep, I can't sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I can't think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I just think about the things that you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm too lost in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Well you whispered to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And I shiver inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;You undo me and move me in ways undefined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And you're all I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And you're all I need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Help me baby (help me baby)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Help me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Cos I'm slipping away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Like the sand to the tide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Flawing into your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Falling into your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;If you get too near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I might disappear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I might lose my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm going crazy with love for you baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I can't eat and I can't sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm going down like a stone in the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;No one can rescue me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-112823146207547987?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/112823146207547987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/112823146207547987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-too-lost-in-you.html' title='im too lost in you..'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-112783024864726365</id><published>2005-09-27T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T22:10:48.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To that someone...</title><content type='html'>I will remember you&lt;br /&gt;Will you remember me?&lt;br /&gt;Don't let your life pass you by&lt;br /&gt;Weep not for the memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Remember the good times that we had?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I let them slip away from us when things got bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;How clearly I first saw you smilin' in the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wanna feel your warmth upon me, I wanna be the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will remember you&lt;br /&gt;Will you remember me?&lt;br /&gt;Don't let your life pass you by&lt;br /&gt;Weep not for the memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I'm so tired but I can't sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Standin' on the edge of something much too deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;It's funny how we feel so much but we cannot say a word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;We are screaming inside, but we can't be heard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will remember you&lt;br /&gt;Will you remember me?&lt;br /&gt;Don't let your life pass you by&lt;br /&gt;Weep not for the memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I'm so afraid to love you, but more afraid to loose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Clinging to a past that doesn't let me choose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Once there was a darkness, deep and endless night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;You gave me everything you had, oh you gave me light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will remember you&lt;br /&gt;Will you remember me?&lt;br /&gt;Don't let your life pass you by&lt;br /&gt;Weep not for the memories&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-112783024864726365?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/112783024864726365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/112783024864726365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/09/to-that-someone.html' title='To that someone...'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-112782909620525020</id><published>2005-09-27T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T21:51:36.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heaven</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine recently found whom she calls the &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;love of her life&lt;/span&gt;... yup.. she actually wants to marry the guy.. and he's pretty up for it too.. not that they are getting married.. but they are heading that direction... she says how she feels is describable in this song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh thinkin about our younger years&lt;br /&gt;there was only you and me&lt;br /&gt;we were young and wild and free&lt;br /&gt;Now nothing can take you away from me&lt;br /&gt;we've been down that road before&lt;br /&gt;but thats over now&lt;br /&gt;you keep me coming back for more&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're all that i want&lt;br /&gt;When you're lying here in my arms&lt;br /&gt;Im finding it hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;we're i heaven&lt;br /&gt;And love is all that I need&lt;br /&gt;And I found it there in your heart&lt;br /&gt;It isnt too hard to see&lt;br /&gt;We're In Heaven&lt;br /&gt;We're in heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now nothing can change what you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;there's a lot that i can say&lt;br /&gt;but just hold me now&lt;br /&gt;cuz our love will light the way&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're all that i want&lt;br /&gt;When you're lying here in my arms&lt;br /&gt;Im finding it hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;we're in heaven&lt;br /&gt;And love is all that I need&lt;br /&gt;And I found it there in your heart&lt;br /&gt;It isnt too hard to see&lt;br /&gt;We're In Heaven&lt;br /&gt;Now our dreams are coming true&lt;br /&gt;through the good times and the bad&lt;br /&gt;i'll be standing there by you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know its &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;super corny&lt;/span&gt; right?? i agree... but hey.. who am i to say she hasn't found the ONE for her..  im happy for her,,, hehe.. but sometimes u just cant help but think.. is feeling that way too good to be true? can anyone really find their soulmate.. their other half?... i dunno.. guess we'll only find out when it happens... if it happens... gtg... test after test after test... grrrrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-112782909620525020?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/112782909620525020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/112782909620525020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/09/heaven.html' title='heaven'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-112757902810799630</id><published>2005-09-25T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T00:23:48.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this and that and this and that</title><content type='html'>HARlow... haha.. ok.. so firstly congrats to steezers for winning second for Suntec DAnce!!!! woooh... u guys so rock! secondly... im like so busy! just finish O&amp;G attachment! yay! haha.. now its tests and exams time! i think im so gonna not do well.. ive been slacking sooo much.. hmm.. at least my friend taufiq lent me his old bio notes.. with pics and all.. thanks! appreciate it.. hopefully i can scrape through with a C or something... haizz.. busy busy.. alimni night to prep for.. then dramafestival.. not to mention hari raya and more attachments coming up.. geez.. im exhausting myself man.. i mean.. i like to keep busy.. im just hoping that i won't burn out.. i just drank a gallon of coffee so i can study the night away.. i know its nuts.. but my mum insist on going to my aunts house tomorrow.. so i have to make up for tomorrows lost study time.. this will be the first time i touch my books! i knoww.. im so dead right? haizzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haizz.. my minds so filled with thoughts... thinkin about him.. about school.. about SA... sooo many things! haizz.. anyone read harry potter? u know the pensieve? i wish i had one now.. so i could empty my thoughts into it so i have a clear mind to study.. wishful thinkin on my part.. sigh... then u knwo what.. VTP money taken away... IRRITATING right.. already barely have enough money.. then a few measly dollars also want to take away... im so MAD... stupid hospitals.. grrrrrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haizz.. i want to go out and just enjoy.. but i know i cant... i have to study.. a friend told me to not slack.. cause he did the same in his yr 2 and regretted it.. im trying to make up for lost time.. but i dunno if i can.. sigh.. i really have to.. i need a 3.5 gpa... currently mine is 3.2.. i dunno how im gonna pull this off!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alumni night should be a blast... especially the freshies drama.. hehe.. the script so cute!! kudos to nizam on that! and a shout out to arifah.. doing a good job as an IC! wooh..  and hello to the rest of the committee members! i know we can do it guys! hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k la.. thats all for now.. need to go study... try to update soon... nights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-112757902810799630?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/112757902810799630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/112757902810799630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-and-that-and-this-and-that.html' title='this and that and this and that'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-112576522139789463</id><published>2005-09-04T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T00:33:41.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WAD A WEEK!</title><content type='html'>OMG... its been like ages la... haha.. sorry sorry... im way tooo busy... im just running around everywhere and i'm absolutely tired all the time.. haha.. although i am having the time of my life.. i've just been making so much lemonade with those lemons life gave me and im just really taking everything spontaneously and living life... weeeeeeh... i can only hope things get better.. and if they dun.. i'll make it get better...i've never felt this good.. this free in a long time... the stupid thing is that i hardly sleep... its a problem... cause i force myself to enjoy life.. that the only time rality come back to bite me in the ass is when im lying down trying to sleep.. so naturally i have spent so many sleepless nights... sleep is like no longer important... haizz... eyebags galore....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... i just came back from suntec dance 3rd heats... my god there was sooo much talent there la... i was blown away man... phooh... by the way.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;CONGRATS!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; to all who made it to finals... STEEzErS.. u ROCK!.. and all my love to &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Li'L F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;IR&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!! to everyone la.. congrats.. u guys kicked ass out there man... to my darling SA dancers.. it's ok guys.. u did great!! Ti'll next Year huh... haha.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE U ALL!!!!!!! MUAH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really lah.. i have had a great week...  spend time with family, laughing with my dear friends... conversations with ROS... grrr.. meow.... &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(flashback!)...&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHA... then i went to my friendz bday chalet ( by the way &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;happy bday nana&lt;/span&gt;!)... not like some blow out of a wild party or what.. but i had fun and i really enjoyed myself la.. it was great to just lay back and relax... the beach in the mornin is great... it gave me alot of reflection time.. and i have to say my mind was so much clearer... it felt great...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. wad else ar... i actually wanna update some SA camp photos la.. i will do so k.. along with some other photos that my darling arifah took! fun fun fun!!!!! hehe.. k.. im totally exhausted.. and my shoulder is aching!.. GOODNIGHT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-112576522139789463?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/112576522139789463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/112576522139789463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/09/wad-week.html' title='WAD A WEEK!'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-112420222694154065</id><published>2005-08-16T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T22:24:02.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cool huh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'5'" width="'600'" border="'0'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;French&lt;/b&gt;. You should learn... French. Maybe you'll move to France or a fomerly-French African colony. Even if you won't, you're up to the challenge. Learn French!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'300'" border="'0'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;French&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'87'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;87%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Latin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'87'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;87%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Spanish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'73'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;73%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Arabic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'53'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;53%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'53'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;53%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Japanese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'47'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;47%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'0'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;0%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/" size="1" q_id=""&gt;What language should you learn?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;created with &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-112420222694154065?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/112420222694154065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/112420222694154065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/08/cool-huh.html' title='cool huh...'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-112196418264612278</id><published>2005-07-22T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T00:43:02.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>................................................................................... just........... tired.............................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-112196418264612278?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/112196418264612278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/112196418264612278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-112196369083849348</id><published>2005-07-22T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T00:34:50.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh well...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i know i have not updated in awhile.. sorry bout that.. i have been super busy with school and stuff.. well.. everythings ok.. still got many events in future.. just keeping busy la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i dun really know wat to write.. haha.. unusual for me to have trouble in writting... but yah.. ive been so busy i have not even updated my stories.. or my fanfiction stuff... somehow i feel now wouldnt be the best time to write a story yah.. it'll just come out depressing.. ahh... i just dun feel like writting now.. but i think i'll continue soon la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;well.... i....... sigh.. goodnight everybody.... signing out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-112196369083849348?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/112196369083849348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/112196369083849348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/07/oh-well.html' title='oh well...'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-112196340500307868</id><published>2005-07-22T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T00:30:05.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WAlk away...</title><content type='html'>Here's lyrics from a fav song of mine... its really wonderful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk away(christina aguilera)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do&lt;br /&gt;When you know something's bad for you&lt;br /&gt;And you still can't let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was naive&lt;br /&gt;Your love was like candy&lt;br /&gt;Artificially sweet&lt;br /&gt;I was deceived by the wrapping&lt;br /&gt;Got caught in your web&lt;br /&gt;And I learned how to bleed&lt;br /&gt;I was prey in your bed&lt;br /&gt;And devoured completely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and it hurts my soul&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can't let go&lt;br /&gt;All these walls are caving in&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop my suffering&lt;br /&gt;I hate to show that I've&lt;br /&gt;Lost control 'cause I&lt;br /&gt;I keep going right back&lt;br /&gt;To the one thing that I need&lt;br /&gt;To walk away from,&lt;br /&gt;Get away walk away, walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have known&lt;br /&gt;That I was used for amusement&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't see through the smoke&lt;br /&gt;It was all an illusion&lt;br /&gt;Now I've been licking my wounds&lt;br /&gt;But the venom seeps deeper&lt;br /&gt;We both can seduce&lt;br /&gt;But darling you hold me prisoner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'm about to break&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop this ache&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted to your allure&lt;br /&gt;And I'm fiending for a cure&lt;br /&gt;Every step I take&lt;br /&gt;Leads to one mistake&lt;br /&gt;I keep going right back&lt;br /&gt;To the one thing that I need,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohI can't mend&lt;br /&gt;This torn state I'm in&lt;br /&gt;Getting nothing in return&lt;br /&gt;What did I do to deserve&lt;br /&gt;The pain of this slow burn&lt;br /&gt;And everywhere I turnI keep going right back&lt;br /&gt;To the one thing that I need&lt;br /&gt;To walk away from,&lt;br /&gt;yeahI need to get away from you&lt;br /&gt;I need to walk away from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I try to grasp for air&lt;br /&gt;I am smothered in despair&lt;br /&gt;It's never over, over... oh&lt;br /&gt;It seems I'll never wake from this nightmare&lt;br /&gt;I let out a silent prayer&lt;br /&gt;Let it be over, over... ooh&lt;br /&gt;Inside I'm screaming, begging pleading&lt;br /&gt;No more... oh, ohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what to do&lt;br /&gt;My heart has been bruised&lt;br /&gt;So sad but it's true&lt;br /&gt;Each beat reminds me of you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-112196340500307868?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/112196340500307868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/112196340500307868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/07/walk-away.html' title='WAlk away...'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111889693975274295</id><published>2005-06-16T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T12:42:19.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday ya'll!</title><content type='html'>haha.. been sooo long since i blogged.. been super busy la.. i finally finish attachment last week and am now having my holidays!... sooo happy.. but actually still busy la.. got alot to do.. NDC to prep for.. auditions next week.. and so many events coming up.. haha.. my holiday is entirely for SA.. luckily club crawl finish.. yay! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. nothin much going on.. just that i am stuck in something.. i wont go into details la.. but my dearies will know who/what im talking about.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. i am gonna go to skool soon.. later on about 3pm or what.. meeting a few frenz... hmm.. i know this is a short one.. but cant think of wat else to write.. maybe still too sleepy.. hehe.. byeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111889693975274295?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111889693975274295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111889693975274295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/06/holiday-yall.html' title='holiday ya&apos;ll!'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111771990368481777</id><published>2005-06-02T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T21:45:03.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heeeeee~!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my bday! yes im finally 18! haha... happy la.. this year no celebration though.. but my day was quite good although i had to work till 9pm la.. my dearie bast friend came down to my ward to give me my present! so sweet right? i was shocked la... haha.. it was a nice surprise... then i got lovely green beach slippers from 2 of ma friends! sooo nice... hahha... then when i went home there was a bday cake waiting for me! yeah.. it was a pretty simple birthday.. no extravegant party or anything.. but yet.. it was great... only one thing was missing though.. or should i say only someone was missing.. oh well... u can't have everything right.. haha... anyway.. to everyone who remembered and wished me... THANKS!!! appreciate it guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thing which is the iceing on top of the cake!!!!! we got into the finals for the drama competition!!! hahhha... can u believe it... sooo happy!!!!!!!! well.. got to go... morning shift tomorrow... will write again soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111771990368481777?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111771990368481777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111771990368481777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/06/heeeeee.html' title='heeeeee~!'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111613816493943000</id><published>2005-05-15T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T14:27:23.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PaRty!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;hmm.. lets see.. on friday i went to sbm &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;jam and hop&lt;/span&gt;.. had a BLAST!... haha... mostly cause i was with my stagearters... thats why it was fun.. saw ma cousin there.. she looks cool.. hhaa.. all the freshies were so cute.. haha.. actually it was only for sbm la.. but stagearts performing what.. so ofcourse we all go in la.. haha.. but it really was super fun... dance and dance all night.. wow.. raizan was hot man.. haha.. i mean.. he was doing solo freestyle at least 3 times on the stage.. im betting at least 80% of the girls have a crush on him by now.. hahha.. honoured to be his friend ar... hahhaahaha... oh well.. to all those girls.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HE's TaKen&lt;/span&gt;.. and by a good friend of mine.. so u try to mess with her.. u mess with me.. = u mess with the wrong person..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;hmm.. my weekends are getting super boring.. oh man.. im like sooo bored la.. haha.. oh well.. i decided to stay at home this weekend.. cause im going holiday next week la.. so spend some time with my mum.. cause once i go holiday and i come back start attachment already.. besides.. i intend to go out a few days next week.. so play safe la.. stay at home this weekend..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;hmm.. not much else.. oh yah.. alot of stagearters got into &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;nyp idol&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;nyp bell and beau&lt;/span&gt;... thats a good thing.. haha.,. im sad i cant go watch.. stupid attachment.. haizz.. im gonna go yell at the world for awhile.. cya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111613816493943000?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111613816493943000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111613816493943000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/05/party.html' title='PaRty!'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111591326941434743</id><published>2005-05-12T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T23:54:29.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i can't make u love me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a id="lyrid" style="COLOR: rgb(5,5,5)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Turn down the lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Turn down the bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Turn down these voices inside my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lay down with me, tell me no lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Just hold me close, don't patronize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Don't patronize me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cause I can't make you love me if you don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;You can't make your heart feel something it won't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Here in the dark, in these final hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I will lay down my heart and I'll feel the power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But you won't, no you won't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cause I can't make you love me if you don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'll close my eyes, then I won't see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The love you don't feel when you're holdin me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mornin will come and I'll do what's right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Just give me till then to give up this fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And I will give up this fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cause I can't make you love me if you don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;You can't make your heart feel something it won't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Here in the dark, in these final hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I will lay down my heart and I'll feel the power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But you won't, no you won't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cause I can't make you love me if you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just another classic oldie... haizz.. i dunno wats going on anymore.. god, please help me get through this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111591326941434743?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111591326941434743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111591326941434743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-cant-make-u-love-me.html' title='i can&apos;t make u love me...'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111495060746326265</id><published>2005-05-01T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T20:43:52.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>never again 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The song lyrics i put below is from a song by justin called Never Again. It's a really sad and beautiful song. i cant really explain what about it appealed to me, but i just think its a great song. ma fav line?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"Sadness has me at the end of the line.&lt;br /&gt;Helpless watched you break this heart of mine.&lt;br /&gt;And loneliness only wants you back here with me.&lt;br /&gt;Common sense knows that you're not good enough for me&lt;br /&gt;And all you had to do&lt;br /&gt;Was apologize, and mean it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Its a beautiful song.. so go listen to it yah.. im sure most of us can relate to the song..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111495060746326265?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111495060746326265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111495060746326265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/05/never-again-2.html' title='never again 2'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111495035884802983</id><published>2005-05-01T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T20:31:24.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>never again..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"Never Again" Justin Timberlake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Would have given up my life for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Guess it's true what they say about love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;It's blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Girl, you lied straight to my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Looking in my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And I believed you 'cause I loved you more than life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And all you had to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Was apologize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You didn't say you're sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I don't understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You don't care that you hurt me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And now I'm half the man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;That I used to be when it was you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You didn't love me enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;My heart may never mend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And you'll never get to love me, again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;No, no, no, no, no, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sadness has me at the end of the line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Helpless watched you break this heart of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And loneliness only wants you back here with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Common sense knows that you're not good enough for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And all you had to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Was apologize, and mean it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;But you didn't say you're sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I don't understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You don't care that you hurt me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And now I'm half the man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;That I used to be when it was you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You didn't love me enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;My heart may never mend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And you'll never get to love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I wish like hell I could go back in time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Maybe then I could see how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Forgiveness says that I should give you one more try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;But it's too late, it's over now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You didn't say you're sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I don't understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You don't care that you hurt me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And now I'm half the man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;That I used to be when it was you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You didn't love me enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;My heart may never mend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And you'll never get to love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;AgainAgain, yeah, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Again, again, again, yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Never get to love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111495035884802983?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111495035884802983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111495035884802983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/05/never-again.html' title='never again..'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111431857129522641</id><published>2005-04-24T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T12:56:29.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table bordercolor="black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="200" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#99ddff"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;American Cities That Best Fit You:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#addaff"&gt;65% Atlanta&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#c2d6ff"&gt;60% New York City&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d6d3ff"&gt;55% San Francisco&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ebcfff"&gt;55% Washington, DC&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffccff"&gt;50% Austin&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Which&lt;/a&gt; American Cities Best Fit You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111431857129522641?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111431857129522641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111431857129522641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src="http://www.quizdiva.net/disorder/courtney-love.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mood swings make a roller coaster look tame!&lt;br /&gt;When you're up, you're a little bit crazy...&lt;br /&gt;And when you're down, your whole world is crashing&lt;br /&gt;Scary thing is, these moods can change by the minute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Personality Disorder Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111431794727799616?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111431794727799616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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got DRAMA!!!!!!! woooooh.!! haha.. get to see all ma darls again... yeah.. cant wait... on another plus side.. 1 week attachment OVER! haha... okok.. 9 more days to go.. but at least i got thru the first week.. k.. gtg doctor now.. ba back and update later k.. bye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeEEEEEEE~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111416660717415556?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111416660717415556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111416660717415556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/04/miss-u.html' title='MISS U!'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111392593510389050</id><published>2005-04-19T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T23:52:15.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so far so good..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; days of attachment gone.. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;13 &lt;/span&gt;more to go.. so far all is good..im pretty tired now so this is gonna be a brief one yeah.. hmm.. so i like my ward.. everything is good... i miss ma darlings so much... want to go out with them! haha.. but then.. i wont be free till at least 2-3 weeks time... haizz... what to do... well.. im super sleepy now.. so sorry if this is such a brief entry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;er... i want &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;stagearts&lt;/span&gt; to start again.. withdrawal syptoms starting to appear.. haha.. well.. cant take it.. eyes shutting and i know im babbling now.. haha.. k.. goodnight.. will try to update soon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111392593510389050?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111392593510389050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111392593510389050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/04/so-far-so-good.html' title='so far so good..'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111370716507422595</id><published>2005-04-17T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T11:06:05.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GO SMUDGE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Danceworkswas yesterday night and &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SMUDGE&lt;/span&gt; rocked! haha.. we got second place ya'll... yeah... haha.. it was super fun.. all the stagearters were screaming all the way in support of smudge..most of us even wore green to support them... i have to admit the other teams were good too.. but smudge was very creative! the winning team &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHAK&lt;/span&gt; wac alright.. they did the exact same routine so it was a bit of been there seen that.. i think the essential part of their team is the little white riding hoods.. personally.. i think knockout is nothing without them.. i mean... they are good la.. but LWRH gives them the essential edge.. over all it was a great night.. had alot of fun.. haha... &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;CONGRATS to SMUGE&lt;/span&gt; again!... love ya guys!... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;going to my grandma's house soon... then tomorrwo attachment.. so i might abe a bit busy to update... but will try to soon! cya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111370716507422595?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111370716507422595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111370716507422595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/04/go-smudge.html' title='GO SMUDGE!'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111356180706159905</id><published>2005-04-15T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T18:43:27.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;hahahahahhahahahhahah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! EXAM OVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TOMORROW DANCEWORKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAA!!!!!!!!!! GET TO SEE MY DARLING STAGEARTERS AGIN!!!!!!!!!!HAHAHAHHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!IM BEHAVING LIKE AN IDIOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHHAHA THATS CAUSE IM JUST SO GOD DARNED HAPPY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111356180706159905?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111356180706159905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111356180706159905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/04/yay.html' title='YAY!!!!!!'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111345256937693807</id><published>2005-04-14T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T12:34:41.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally!... thank god..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;OMG.. i have been trying to enter this post for like the past week.. my com keeps shutting down the internet explorer halfway! i retyped like 3 times la.. so irritating.. just as im about to post the thing shuts down and all my typing is like gone.. ARGH!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i hate my com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;stupid spywares and viruses... grrrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ok la.. now i try to remember what i wanted to type that day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;i notice that i havent been talking much about wats been happening since production... haha.. or even during production.. well.. im gonna try to rewind back k...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;been spending the whole of my study week with ma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SA darlings&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;arifah, raizan, nizam,faisal ( tupai, untah, kambing, biskut respectively)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;and occassionally with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;naz&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;at school... always with the intention of studying la.. but well.. haha.. u can guess the results...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;anyway.. i just love these ppl.. really one of the greatest bunch of ppl u will ever get the pleasure of meeting.. i have so much fun with them and im happy too.. which is a big thing for me.. i dun feel that happy too often.. so im glad i found ppl that brighten up my life sooo much..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;LOVE YA GUYS!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;not only are the great to hang out with... u should try shopping with them.. super fun la.. haha.. and i have to say.. that we all have a good sense of style!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ok.. so recently alot of my "friends" have been disapointing me la.. like for example.. ppl who promised to watch the production but didnt turn up.. and it made me think... thank god that i am not emotionally attached to ma friends la.. by emotionally attached... i mean that i dun rely on them for things, dun expect anything from them la.. god i remember those days when i was naive and actually thought that the word friendship meant something.. but over the years i realised that its just a word to represent ppl who interact with each other.. thats all.. and im so glad i made those rulez for myself all those months ago.. i mean.. if i was still the old me, i would have been upset and sad that those friends didnt turn up.. but now.. i figure what the heck.. if they had wanted to com and support me.. they would have.. its that plain and simple yeah.. no use stressing over.. so yah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Those who thought i was so cynical for thinking of friendship this way.. all i have to say is... u have to be me to know... besides.. Life itself proved to me that i was right... so how bout u try get back to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;real life&lt;/span&gt;? and i guarentee u will realise that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im right&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;so 3 papers are over.. finally... left one more tomorrow.. last one then its over! ahha.,. okok.. i know still got attachment... but id rather go for that then study for exams man.. Saturday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;danceworks finals&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;cant wait.. hope&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;mudge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;wins!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111345256937693807?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111345256937693807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111345256937693807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/04/finally-thank-god.html' title='finally!... thank god..'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111303763856119312</id><published>2005-04-09T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T17:08:55.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exam fever..</title><content type='html'>ok.. exam is like starting in less then 2 days.. its on monday!! im so dead ok.. cause i have studied so little.. haizz.. looks like im doomed.. haizz.. well.. just gonna mug a bit more before admitting defeat.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so been spending so much time with my fellow stagearters.. its been a fun week ya'll! look forward to many more happy days! hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all i have time for.. gonna attempt to study enuf to at least get straight c's and d's la.. cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111303763856119312?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111303763856119312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111303763856119312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/04/exam-fever.html' title='exam fever..'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111303742729027841</id><published>2005-04-09T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T17:03:47.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>photos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;ok ppl.. finally uploaded a few photos from the production.. thanks to anselm for his digicam and his uploading! haha... see all the wonderful ppl im surrounded by.. love you all!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111303742729027841?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111303742729027841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111303742729027841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/04/photos.html' title='photos...'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111303710133702180</id><published>2005-04-09T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T16:58:21.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/320/shaz.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/320/shaz.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma darling shaz and me..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111303710133702180?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111303710133702180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111303710133702180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/04/ma-darling-shaz-and-me.html' title=''/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111303352632222592</id><published>2005-04-09T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T15:58:46.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/320/f49a2c02.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/320/f49a2c02.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 guys? or three gays? hahha... faisal are u happy now???&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111303352632222592?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111303352632222592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111303352632222592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/04/3-guys-or-three-gays-hahha.html' title=''/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111303327538929302</id><published>2005-04-09T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T15:54:35.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/320/f49a3b7e.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/320/f49a3b7e.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a bird.. its a plane! its a bunch of stagearters! hehehe~!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111303327538929302?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111303327538929302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111303327538929302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/04/its-bird.html' title=''/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111303308961765620</id><published>2005-04-09T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T15:51:29.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/320/f49a3bbf.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/320/f49a3bbf.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The darling committee! love ya guys!! *muaks*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111303308961765620?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111303308961765620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111303308961765620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/04/darling-committee-love-ya-guys-muaks.html' title=''/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111303302226728445</id><published>2005-04-09T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T15:50:22.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/320/11118257155498m.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/320/11118257155498m.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our production poster! hw cool is that?~!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111303302226728445?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111303302226728445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111303302226728445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/04/our-production-poster-hw-cool-is-that.html' title=''/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111303295081431148</id><published>2005-04-09T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T15:49:10.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/320/f49a3bb2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/320/f49a3bb2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy and candid shot!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111303295081431148?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111303295081431148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111303295081431148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/04/crazy-and-candid-shot.html' title=''/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111303259558708527</id><published>2005-04-09T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T15:43:15.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/320/f49a49e8.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/320/f49a49e8.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how much is that yeeshan at the window? woof woof!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111303259558708527?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111303259558708527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111303259558708527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/04/how-much-is-that-yeeshan-at-window.html' title=''/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111303244502920517</id><published>2005-04-09T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T15:40:45.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/320/f49a2c0f.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/320/f49a2c0f.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drunk?hahhaa.. party!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111303244502920517?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111303244502920517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111303244502920517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/04/drunkhahhaa.html' title=''/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111303059244575648</id><published>2005-04-09T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T15:09:52.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/320/f49a27ac.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/320/f49a27ac.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;potential models? haha.. NOT.. thatz zan, faisal and nizam..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111303059244575648?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111303059244575648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111303059244575648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/04/potential-models-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111297891572384532</id><published>2005-04-09T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T00:48:35.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/640/f49a55a7.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/400/f49a55a7.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;riiiiight... "suzy".. hehe.. "hello suzy.." haha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111297891572384532?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111297891572384532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111297891572384532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/04/riiiiight.html' title=''/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111297867102079921</id><published>2005-04-09T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T00:44:31.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/640/f49c5857.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/400/f49c5857.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma 2 darlings.. nana and naz...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111297867102079921?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111297867102079921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111297867102079921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/04/ma-2-darlings.html' title=''/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111297860623935964</id><published>2005-04-09T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T00:43:26.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/640/f49a27b2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/400/f49a27b2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sisters seperated at birth! hahah...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111297860623935964?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111297860623935964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111297860623935964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/04/sisters-seperated-at-birth-hahah.html' title=''/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111297849818453427</id><published>2005-04-09T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T00:41:38.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/640/f49a1ff1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/400/f49a1ff1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stagearts photo after the production! WEEEE!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111297849818453427?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111297849818453427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111297849818453427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/04/stagearts-photo-after-production-weeee.html' title=''/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111297839607631676</id><published>2005-04-09T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T00:39:56.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/640/f49a1fbf.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/400/f49a1fbf.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear stagearts make-up artists! hehe.. adn dila.. :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111297839607631676?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111297839607631676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111297839607631676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-dear-stagearts-make-up-artists-hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111241317342941570</id><published>2005-04-02T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T11:39:33.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ITS OVER!</title><content type='html'>OMG&gt;. production is finally over!!!  YAY! haha.. last night was amazing.. it was a fantastic show... i just love it.. haha... OMG.. the audience enjoyed the show very much.. they laughed alot.. haha.. backstage was crazy.. but i cant believe its over! We did it! fellow juniors.. this has been an amazing experience for all of us.. im sure we all will do even better in future! haha.. and thanks to the seniors for everything.. STAGEARTS roX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family and friends were all there.. even MIkio came! and he was smiling at me in the audience.. haha.. wad a good friend.. my family were all so great and supportive.. haha.. i really had a blast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now.. im just so relieved nothin went wrong.. now can just relax and start preparing for exams... freshman orientation coming soon too.. haha... hee~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.. abit busy now.. will continue this later k!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111241317342941570?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111241317342941570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111241317342941570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/04/its-over.html' title='ITS OVER!'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111184827910308405</id><published>2005-03-26T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T22:44:39.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bargain central...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;OMG.. bugis is the best place to shop  man.. i had so much fun.. i bought a shirt.. was so reasonable.. and a gorgeous pair of green shoes.. a bit hip hop kinda sports thing.. it was a STEAl.. super cheap.. my mum dun believe me! hahaha.. raizan came along with us.. and he was so jealous.. haha.. so cute man.. cause we both &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;love green&lt;/span&gt; so much.. but he didnt have money to shop.. i did.. hehe... thinkin of going back there to grab a few more shirts.. haha..weeeeeh~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;We then went to far east.. i made a personalised hat.. which was reasonable.. haha.. naz had to ruch of to work so i went home too.. boutght alot of sushi for dinner.. YUMMY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;so rehearsal was fine today... i didnt really put my 100% in cause i was so sleepy.. and like its in the morning.. but i think it will be fine la.. haha.. its getting there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;well.. not much else.. haha.. thats all! byeee~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111184827910308405?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111184827910308405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111184827910308405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/03/bargain-central.html' title='bargain central...'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111176717719194822</id><published>2005-03-26T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T00:12:57.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>retail therapY!</title><content type='html'>hmm... tomorrow 9am rehearsals.. haizz.. i feel like tomorrow is the actual performance man.. like nervous! wahaha.. well.. alot of my darlings are coming down to watch next week.. hehe.. so happy.. Love ya guys man... i really needed the moral support.. haha.. anyway.. me going shoppin tomorrow.. just a little bit la.. haha.. wanna get shoes.. and some shirts.. hmm.. retail therapy! woooh.. going with naz and my dear prissy.hmm.. should be fun! haha.. so excited.. hope deary wont be late again..hehe.. she always is.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad else... oh ya.. im feeling way better.. think whatever i was feeling is going away.. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. just pray all goes well in the coming weeks.. sorry if im unable to blog.. will be super hectic.. till next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111176717719194822?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111176717719194822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111176717719194822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/03/retail-therapy.html' title='retail therapY!'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111173192484817660</id><published>2005-03-25T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T14:25:24.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>phew.. a good day at last...</title><content type='html'>Things are finally starting to look up. i had a good rehearsal yesterday.. i think i was finally in character.. hehe.. almost made raizan and idah cry... made me happy that there was an impact.. hiazz.. still got alot to work on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. isaw the poster.. its so kewl.. a poster with ur face on it! OMG.. super kewl!.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;met shasha yesterday.. such a nice girl.. super sweet..&lt;br /&gt;my "dear" didnt come for rehearsals again.. but lucky he coming tomorrow.. he better.. if not i will kill him...&lt;br /&gt;erm.. not much else.. i just need to start studying la.. exams round the corner... well... catch up soon.. byeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(the rooof is onnnn FIREEEE!!!)&lt;/span&gt; hahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111173192484817660?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111173192484817660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111173192484817660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/03/phew-good-day-at-last.html' title='phew.. a good day at last...'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111164030113558708</id><published>2005-03-24T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T12:58:21.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WEt Wet DaY</title><content type='html'>OMG.. what a crazy day yesterday.. met nana after claszs and headed towards orchard.. Dhoby ghaut actually... met with ros naz and arifah.. were looking for costumes for production... naz and nana got 2 gorgeous tops and arifah got the most adorable pair of shoes.. its black and has a huge ribbon. perfect for a "5 year old"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway.. when heading back to skool we decided to go by the back route.. and halfway through it started raining like crazy.. we were all soaking wet... the shelter we got was fortunately at the back of some fan looking thingy.. so it was like a giant hairdryer.. haha.. so funny.. imagine 5 girls drying themselves out.. then suddenly 2 shadows appeared to save us! haha.. actually me senior called 2 other seniors to come down with umbrella's.. THanks!!&lt;br /&gt;so when we got back to the clubroom we were all still wet.. so we just grabbed some shirts and pants and temporarily changed into them.. thank god for dry clothes.. haha.. me and arifah wore those hospital scrubs.. haha.. for a moment made me think bout me wanting to do OT if im gonna be stuck in nursing.. well.. alot of them had a good laugh.. although i didnt really laugh so much.. well.. cause of the stuff thats bothering me.. moving on...&lt;br /&gt;haha.. well.. im getting a bit nervous about production... haizz... worried... i get butterflies just thinkin bout it.. haha.. though yes i have remembered my lines.. but.. im still abit unconfident...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That friend of mine that i've been worried about seems to be back to his normal self a bit.. still can see he is still a bit moody;.. by he's better.. im so glad... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAter got clinical theory test.. i have not really studied thoroughly.. but i know my basics... hopefully it will be enough.. OMG,. im typing so fast cause im all hyped on coffee.. oh yah.. did i say that i didnt sleep last night.. took coffee witht he intent on studying.. but i couldnt concentrate so u know wad i ended up doing? i cleaned my room.. haha.. my mom was slightly shocked to wake up and see my room clean.. (okok.. its usually messy.. i admit..hehe..)&lt;br /&gt;so i only studied some this morning.. so.. yah.. praying that it wont be sooo hard la... just want a B at least...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. its a busy day ahead of me.. got rehearsal at TFA later.. haha... hope all goes well... considering im sleep deprived and the only thing keeping me from falling flat on the floor is the coffee in my veins.. PRAISE THE WORLD FOR COFFEE!!&lt;br /&gt;(do u have any idea how fast im typing due to the coffee...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111164030113558708?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111164030113558708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111164030113558708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/03/wet-wet-day.html' title='WEt Wet DaY'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111159654204352048</id><published>2005-03-24T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T00:49:02.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven knows...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;He's always on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;From the time I wake up 'til I close my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;He's everywhere I go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;He's all I knowAnd though He's so far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;It just keeps gettin' stronger, every day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And even now he's gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'm still holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;So tell me where do I start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;'Cause it's breakin' my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Don't wanna let him go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;CHORUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Maybe my love will come back some day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Only heaven knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And maybe our hearts will find a way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Only heaven knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And all I can do is hope and pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;'Cause heaven knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;My friends keep tellin' me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;That if you really love him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You've gotta set him free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And if he returns in kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'll know he's mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;So tell me where do I start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;'Cause it's breakin' my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Don't wanna let her go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;CHORUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Why I live in despair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;'Cause wide awake or dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I know she's never there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And all the time I act so brave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'm shaking inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Why does it hurt me so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Maybe my love will come back some day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Only heaven knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And maybe our hearts will find a way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Only heaven knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And all I can do is hope and pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;'Cause heaven knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Heaven knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111159654204352048?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111159654204352048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111159654204352048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/03/heaven-knows.html' title='Heaven knows...'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111159614614735428</id><published>2005-03-24T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T00:42:26.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time in a bottle...</title><content type='html'>Jim Croce&lt;br /&gt;Time In A Bottle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if I could save time in a bottle&lt;br /&gt;the first thing that I'd like to do&lt;br /&gt;is to save every day 'til eternity passes away&lt;br /&gt;just to spend them with you&lt;br /&gt;if I could make days last forever&lt;br /&gt;if words could make wishes come true&lt;br /&gt;I'd save every day like a treasure and then&lt;br /&gt;again I would spend them with you&lt;br /&gt;but there never seems to be enough time to do the&lt;br /&gt;things you want once you find them&lt;br /&gt;I've looked around enough to know that&lt;br /&gt;you're the one I want to go through time with&lt;br /&gt;if I had a box just for wishes&lt;br /&gt;and dreams that had never come true&lt;br /&gt;the box would be empty except for&lt;br /&gt;the memories of how they were answered by you&lt;br /&gt;but there never seems to be enough time to do the&lt;br /&gt;things you want once you find them&lt;br /&gt;I've looked around enough to know&lt;br /&gt;that you're the one I want to go through time with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard this song and cried..its just so sad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111159614614735428?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111159614614735428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111159614614735428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/03/time-in-bottle.html' title='time in a bottle...'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111142317281601400</id><published>2005-03-22T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T00:39:32.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i walk alone...</title><content type='html'>so yah.. tada.. changed my blogskin a few days ago.. i love it cause it resembles all that i am.. i walk alone.. i walk alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mixed emotions im feeling.. dunno wad to do about it.. the more i try to forget.. the more it haunts me.. i cant run from it.. its everywhere.. i cant escape.. i just cant.. im trapped.. and im forced to deal with it.. but i dunno how to deal with it.. no one can help me but me but how do i when i dont know how.. i just want to have partial amnesia and forget i feel this way.. cause i know its useless.. fruitless.. wasted emotions.. and its so draining.. im just sooo tired.. i just want to disappear...  to forget.. just want to.. die for awhile and wake up a new person.. not trying to be melodramatic.. but really.. im so tired of these emotions.. leave me alone.. just leave me damn alone.. please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to he who is offering his help... but i cant take his offer, i cannot tell.. for a million reasons.. and he too cannot accept my hand of help for his own reasons... so blindly supporting each other we will.. and may we both pull through..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111142317281601400?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111142317281601400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111142317281601400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-walk-alone.html' title='i walk alone...'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111142164078317790</id><published>2005-03-21T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T00:14:00.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;im frustrated, tired, sad, angry, crying, screaming, punching, dying,  yelling, pissed, lonely, tumbling, drowning, shivering, spinning, begging, amused, falling, longing, tearing, blinded, offended, crawling, bleeding..... And &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;My Soul Is DEAD&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111142164078317790?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111142164078317790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111142164078317790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/03/dead.html' title='dead'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-111136736273069818</id><published>2005-03-21T09:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T09:09:22.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 more days..</title><content type='html'>haizz.. wat can i say..&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;10 days to production&lt;/span&gt;... im super nervous... then a friend of mine. he is havin problems.. haizz.. it bothers me to see him so depressed and sad.. wish he would let me help him.. but.. well what can i do.. i think he needs sometime to think.. so im gonna give him that la.. just hope he will feel better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today my friend IDAH bday.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!&lt;/span&gt; WOHOO! ur 18!..haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. my heart beating s fast.. i dunno la.. this is like my first really major performance inpoly.. i've done it in sec school yes.. but.. not in poly.. haizz... see la.. just thinking about it gives me butterflies in my stomach.. i dun even know why.. not like i've never performed b4 lehs.. ive even done it SOLO so many times..hope all goes well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.. im gonna be very busy for the next 2 weeks so sorry if i dun update k.. see ya..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-111136736273069818?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111136736273069818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/111136736273069818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/03/10-more-days.html' title='10 more days..'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-110906765403628953</id><published>2005-02-22T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T12:45:40.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its beeN awhile....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;im so sorry that i've not been updating.. haizz.. been super buzy.. so hectic.. well.. im feeling kinda depressed nowadays.. im just mighty sick of nursing.. i just.. haizz.. i really dont want to be here anymore.. ive got no passion for it.. wish i could go to mass com now.. but what to do.. im totally stuck.. it really sucks that i come to skool everyday with no purpose.. just aimlessly going for lectures and all that.. haizz.. im just so trapped!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;well.. my good friend dan is really happy.. he ha s a girlfriend.. AHAHA... so cute la he.. then friday i have this reunion bbq to go to.. dunno if i want to go.. NO MOOD to do anything!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;wah.. well.. on a good note.. production stuff is going quite well. had the photoshoot recently.. for the poster.. ahaha.. can u imagin ur face plastered all over the school?? ahaha... SO BLOODY COOL!.. erm..went for student mentorship camp.. quite cool... but tiring.. well. at least now im a student mentor la..hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;a close friend of mine is being bothered by this girl who LIKES him.. ahah.. so fun to see how she reacts in front of him! but they would make a cute couple.. ahaha.. but.. knowing this friend of mine.. doubt it will happen la.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;oh ya.. some sad news.. mik left nursing.. well.. definately will miss him! but.. i just wish him the best.. hope he is happy... to mik: i will miss ur jokes boy!haha.. take care always.. keep in touch.. frenz always!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;haizz.. hectic hectic.. just wish i could disappear for a month.. just get away from everything and everyone.. maybe i would stop being so sad then.. i know.. i look happy all the time right'? well.. only those who know me know what hell im in.. and also. thanks to those who are trying to provide me with support.. i appreciate it alot.. : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i watched constantine.. quite cool movie.. i got lots of shows i've yet to watch.. hopefully i will soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hmm.. not much else.. except for one mini detail.. there is this guy.. i know him a few months ago.. but from the moment i saw him.. i felt this strong connection.. ofcourse.. im not sure if its in a romantic way.. but i swear it feels like i've known him for ever.. but i know we just met.. ever have that feeling? i dunno.. i dun see him everyday.. but when i do.. something in his eyes tells me he feels it too.. no.. its not love and all that crap.. its just a sense of familliarity.. he's quite a good friend now.. but still.. there are those moments that we would just look at each other in the eyes.. just for a split moment.. but seems like a million msgs are passing through.. i never felt that way b4.. but.. there is just something about this guy.. anyway.. he's alot of fun as a friend la.. and fortunately.. no one knows who im talking about! haha.. well.. i like to keep my private life private after all.. CHEERS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-110906765403628953?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110906765403628953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110906765403628953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/02/its-been-awhile.html' title='its beeN awhile....'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-110888563717396774</id><published>2005-02-20T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T15:47:17.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch THIS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;OMG.. gotta watch this.. hehe.. GILMORE RULES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gilmoregirls.org/multi/GG215-trl.mov"&gt;http://www.gilmoregirls.org/multi/GG215-trl.mov&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-110888563717396774?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110888563717396774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110888563717396774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/02/watch-this_20.html' title='Watch THIS!!!'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-110795636731179340</id><published>2005-02-09T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T21:39:27.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Robbie...</title><content type='html'>fav robbie williams song.. gosh.. he's great..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Loose lips sunk ships&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm getting to grips with what you said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;No it's not in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I can't awaken the dead day after day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Why don't we talk about it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Why do you always doubt that there can be a better way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;It doesn't make me wanna stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Why don't we break up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;There's nothing left to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I've got my eyes shut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Praying they won't stray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And we're not sexed up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;That's what makes the difference today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I hope you blow away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;You say we're fatally flawed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Well I'm easily bored, is that ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Write me off your list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Make this the last kiss, I'll walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Why don't we talk about it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm only here don't shout it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Given time we'll forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Let's pretend we never met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Why don't we break up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;There's nothing left to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I've got my eyes shut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Praying they won't stray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And when I'm sexed up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;That's what makes the difference today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I hope you blow away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Screw you, I didn't like your taste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Anyway, I chose you and that's all gone to waste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;It's Saturday, I'll go outAnd find another you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-110795636731179340?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110795636731179340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110795636731179340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/02/robbie.html' title='Robbie...'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-110795110080856080</id><published>2005-02-09T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T20:11:40.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let love be my energy...</title><content type='html'>haha.. i heard this song on nickelodeon (yes.. i watch nickelodeon.. laugh all u want.. haha..) ..it was one of the songs from &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;spongebob&lt;/span&gt; the movie.. called psychic wall.. the lyrics kinda dun make sense.. but ok.. its and ok song.. haha.. i also heard the new version of the &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;spongebob&lt;/span&gt; theme song sung by avril.. its pretty nice.. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ROCK ON&lt;/span&gt;!.. haha... LAME&gt;... i know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. im finding it really difficult to find motivation to study nowadays.. i really want to do well. but i cant seem to get any fuel in me.. everytime i pick up a book all i want to do it put it back down.. most lectures are becoming a bore.. haizz.. i dunno what im gonna do.. sometimes i wonder if i can really survive these 3 years.. nursing.. haizz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i'll get some studying done during the next few days.. my minds been preoccupied lately.. with different ppl.. different things.. there ar so many thigs i wanna do... but i cant .. for so many reasons.. i &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;feel like i've lost my will to live&lt;/span&gt;.. nothing seems worth doing anymore.. haizz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. i'll check in back later... gonna go do stuff( not sure exactly what)... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Jess Mariano rocks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-110795110080856080?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110795110080856080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110795110080856080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/02/let-love-be-my-energy.html' title='let love be my energy...'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-110785603544631476</id><published>2005-02-08T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T17:47:15.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eyes..</title><content type='html'>there it was again.. his eyes, so deeply filled with emotions, but yet he looked so nonchalant..&lt;br /&gt;so what happens when the one person who broke ur heart, is the only person u want to talk about it with.. or the person that made u cry, was the one person that could dry ur tears?&lt;br /&gt; who do u turn to then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a lovely thought.. haha.. inspired by some story i read.. lovely isnt it.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-110785603544631476?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110785603544631476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110785603544631476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/02/eyes.html' title='eyes..'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-110743685774611200</id><published>2005-02-03T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T21:20:57.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/640/Ros%20n%20An-Nur.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/400/Ros%20n%20An-Nur.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe... my make up masterpiece!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-110743685774611200?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110743685774611200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110743685774611200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/02/hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-110743669046970415</id><published>2005-02-03T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T21:18:10.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/640/Madd%20Ros%20n%20An-Nur.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/400/Madd%20Ros%20n%20An-Nur.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh..scary..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-110743669046970415?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110743669046970415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110743669046970415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/02/oooh.html' title=''/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-110743411422585474</id><published>2005-02-03T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T20:35:14.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/640/Annur%20%26Mum.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/400/Annur%20%26Mum.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group project at my house!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-110743411422585474?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110743411422585474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110743411422585474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/02/group-project-at-my-house.html' title=''/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-110743369130699359</id><published>2005-02-03T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T20:28:11.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/640/25012005(017).jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/400/25012005(017).jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a massive car crash! hahaha!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-110743369130699359?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110743369130699359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110743369130699359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/02/after-massive-car-crash-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-110743353684349276</id><published>2005-02-03T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T20:25:36.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/640/th_gg-jess303.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/400/th_gg-jess303.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jjjjjjeeeessssss!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-110743353684349276?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110743353684349276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110743353684349276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/02/jjjjjjeeeessssss.html' title=''/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-110743346863264354</id><published>2005-02-03T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T20:24:28.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/640/th_gg-jess201.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/23/3353/400/th_gg-jess201.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;Gourgeous&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-110743346863264354?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110743346863264354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110743346863264354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-110725454429856171</id><published>2005-02-01T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T18:42:24.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bla bla bla</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Bla bla&lt;/span&gt;... why is it everything seems to be like that today.. haizz... but at least we all had a bit of fun in the afternoon.. i just felt like going out of skool.. so my frenz and i walked to AMk during our break... went to play drums in the arcade... the guys paid ofcourse..haha.. played that drum game.. kinda &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;FUN&lt;/span&gt; la.. haha.. we played some other stuff also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. the rest of the ay not much.. i just finished watching some cbt on oral meds... wah.. so many things to check.. haha.. then meeting naz at 7pm.. then got more work to do.. haizz.. the 2 days CNy hols will be for me to catch up man.. im so far behind!! must do well!! kk.. till tonight or something...hope things wont cont to be &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;bla bla&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-110725454429856171?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110725454429856171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110725454429856171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/02/bla-bla-bla.html' title='bla bla bla'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-110717799223485701</id><published>2005-01-31T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T21:26:32.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Thinking&lt;br /&gt;by Sarah Healy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Thinking. Can't stop thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Think of you. This. That. That Life. That day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;That dream was mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;A utopian dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Your aura; struck me like lightning to a tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Pointy, like a star, you shone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;So bright, yet not shining as a star would,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;But as apparent as white chalk on a blackboard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;You would not show off like a star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Yet you did burn so hot, so fiercely, so explosively -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;you were a star in my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;But like all stars, you died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;That gas was gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;No pull between us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;The atmosphere was dryand I began to choke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I was taken from my star - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;like a child being taken from its poor,drunken mother -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I did not know what was happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Dazed. Confused. Without true reality, I there sat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Wondering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;The end of my world had only just begun, with yours beginning..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-110717799223485701?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110717799223485701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110717799223485701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/01/thinking.html' title='thinking..'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-110717769810336487</id><published>2005-01-31T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T21:22:29.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slow tears....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;Slow Tears&lt;br /&gt;by Martini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;I look up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;as a tear rolls slowly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;down my cheek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;I think about better days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;and wonder if I'll feel that way again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;you look at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;with those eyes I know so well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;always serious, so deep and insightful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;as though you're always in control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;But not todaynot now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;Now you look so scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;like for once you don't have the answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;I gaze at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;looking deep into those hazel eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;Hoping to understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;why you've said those things you did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;I wonder for a moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;if this is all a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;if I shall wake in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;and be relieved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;you look at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;with a confusion I have never seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;slowly pull me towards you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;and wipe the tears from my cheek..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-110717769810336487?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110717769810336487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110717769810336487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/01/slow-tears.html' title='slow tears....'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-110715360019799060</id><published>2005-01-31T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T14:40:00.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a thought...</title><content type='html'>to that someone...&lt;br /&gt;missing u everyday.. wish u were here.. wish things had happened a different way.. wish we had more time... wish i said something... now its too late.. so im movin on... but a part of me will always love u... and a part of me will always cherish u.. but guess its time to forget u.. so this is me saying goodbye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dedicated to the one person i ever loved.. do take care.. in my heart always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-110715360019799060?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110715360019799060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110715360019799060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/01/thought.html' title='a thought...'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-110714874233405224</id><published>2005-01-31T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T13:19:02.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so much work.. so tired..</title><content type='html'>hmm.. havent written for a few days.. been so busy.. haha.. well.. lets recap shall we?.. thursday was the juniors dance.. they did a great job... make up was fun and the backstage dressing room was pretty nice la..  then thurs was &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;funkamania&lt;/span&gt;... i think my seniors did a great job la.. i was so proud of them! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Da contradictz&lt;/span&gt; rule! haha... although they didnt win i think they deserve an applause just for their efforts.. im so jealous man.. wish can dance like them.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. sat had drama.. only a few ppl turned up.. but it was fun... did this really sad story where i had to cry.. and i did it.. thank god.. i think all that training of the monologue thing at the camp did a hell alot of good for me.. i know how to get my emotions out better.. although my acting skills still has alot to be improved on.. but i hope to work on that diring the preparation for production..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. then sunday was fun.. my groupmates came over to do the family assesment thing... i ordered pizza and i fried chicken for them.. i think they enjoyed the food.. the whole interview thing went quite fine la.. fortunately... then we worked a bit on out ICA before they all left..&lt;br /&gt;well.. i just finished my ICA presentation a few hrs ago.. it went ok la.. lecturer said she could probably give us a B and above... so im glad la.. but must work hard for upcoming projects also.. haizz... then my attendance is a bit screwed up also.. need to settle that later..&lt;br /&gt;im so looking forward to working together with the other casts in the production.. im sure it will be a blast! but i know i will have to work hard... i hope i do ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;... im spo far behind on my work.. er.. gotta go.. if i dun start to work i will fail this semester!..kk.. till next time yah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-110714874233405224?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110714874233405224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110714874233405224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/01/so-much-work-so-tired.html' title='so much work.. so tired..'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-110674805478443538</id><published>2005-01-26T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T22:00:54.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dazed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;today... despite having an MC... i went to skool.. wow.. was like stoned all day.. the stupid meds made me all disoriented and drowsy.. i almost went into the guys toilet!! haha.. ok. laugh all u want... but i was really like blur... every chance i got i slept a bit.. i think if i didnt do si.. i would have been like dead... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;hmm.. had make up just now... today quite fun la.. surprisingly faisial and nash came! haha.. that faisal ar.. wah... really FON u knoww.. haha.. funny guy la.. but i think cause of my sickness + drowsyness, i cannot appreciate the humor today... but still laugh a bit.. then that yee shan also so cute sia.. see my face liddat aske me who bully me.. he will go and find the fella.. haha.. adorable la he.. want to defend me la..ahaha.. then nash.. the face a bit black today(no pun).. i just meant that he is a bit moody today.. then after make up had gift xchange.. haha.. thank god farhana liked the seal thing... haha.. and i like the bracelet she gave me also.. and the paper thing shidah did was adorable!... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;hmm.. wad else ar.. oh ya.. 3 dance events comin up... all one after another.. wah.. im sure gonna be tired man.. nvm.. all for stagearts la.. hehe.. really hope my seniors win funka man.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;oops.. will be back later! amazing race starting!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-110674805478443538?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110674805478443538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110674805478443538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/01/dazed.html' title='dazed...'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-110666939635941901</id><published>2005-01-26T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T00:09:56.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a monologue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;"Thank you.. Thanks for all the pain u put me through. Thanks for all the lessons u taught me. How never to trust.. Never to let another person see me put my heart on my sleeve. Never to let anyone know exactly how im feeling.. never to cry in front of u.. or anyone again.. Thank u. for teaching me that this world is far crueler than I thought it was.. Was it fun for u? Was it amusing to see me hang on ur every word? It was funny wasn’t it? I bet it was… unfortunately, u didn’t know that we were laughing about u too. did u think that we were so stupid? So naïve that we didn’t see through your transparent lies? Did u think that u were fooling a 3 yr old? No.. we knew.. I don’t know if it was ur lack of realization or just plain stupidity..  that made your lies stand out as though they were decked in fluorescent lights.. its just unfortunate that I was in too deep to realize the biggest lie u were playing.. Too deep to see that behind that caring exterior. U were laughing at me.. The fool…"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;just a monologue.. dedicated to that person from my past.. in case i forgot to tell this person...here goes.. "go to hell!!!!'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-110666939635941901?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110666939635941901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110666939635941901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/01/monologue.html' title='a monologue'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-110666897059028756</id><published>2005-01-26T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T00:06:47.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nobody's home...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Nobody's Home"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I couldn't tell you why she felt that way, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;She felt it everyday.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I couldn't help her, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I just watched her make the same mistakes again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;What's wrong, what's wrong now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Too many, too many problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;She wants to go home, but nobody's home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's where she lies, broken inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Broken inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Open your eyes and look outside, find the reasons why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You've been rejected, and now you can't find what you left behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Be strong, be strong now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Too many, too many problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;She wants to go home, but nobody's home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's where she lies, broken inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Broken inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Her feelings she hides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Her dreams she can't find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;She's losing her mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;She's fallen behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;She can't find her place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;She's losing her faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;She's fallen from grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;She's all over the place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yeah,ohShe wants to go home, but nobody's home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's where she lies, broken inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Broken inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;She's lost inside, lost inside...oh oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;She's lost inside, lost inside...oh oh yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-110666897059028756?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110666897059028756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110666897059028756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/01/nobodys-home.html' title='nobody&apos;s home...'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-110666669278452247</id><published>2005-01-25T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T23:24:52.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so long....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;OMG.. Its been so long!! im so sorry..haha... im apologising to my blog!(pathetic right).. been so busy man.. project after project... so much school work... oh dear.. and stagearts... haha.. but i do have good new... I GOT IN!!!!! yes.. its true.. belive it! ur eyes are not tricking u! (i thought my ears were trickin me!).. i got into the production! OMG.. so exciting... haha..ok..  anyway, stagearts camp was a real eye opener.. i cried my eyes out.. i laughed my head off and i developed a bond with my fellow stagearters also.. it was a good camp la.. though there were times when i and other ppl were just plain pissed la..till the point i just wanted to go home.. but thank god that was just for awhile.. the rest was good all the way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;hmm.. open house is over also.. PHEW.. another hurdle jumped over gracefully..haha.. ti was a blast really.. tired yes.. but fun all the same.. haha.. was so proud of my mascots.. did justice to the make up artists work! haha... a bit of problems here and there.. but nothin can be perfect right.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;anyway... hah.. guess what... i found someone cute!..haha.. but cant tell who la.. but recently keep tallkin to him.. adorable sia.. (shh..sun bother askin me who.. NO ONE know who)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;anyway.. haizz.. no time... got to go soon also.. got work to do.. im actually sick now.. i have MC for tomorrow.. but u know what.. i still got to go 2 skool cause got clinical.. dun want to attend clinical in another class.. then also got make up.. this week got to impt events.. so cant miss make up also.haha.. MC no use man.. anyway,.. catch up real soon k.. dun miss me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Ps: to all my friends, msg me more often la.. dun want to loose touch with u ppl! take care...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-110666669278452247?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110666669278452247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110666669278452247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/01/so-long.html' title='so long....'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9739916.post-110498028878697062</id><published>2005-01-06T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T10:58:08.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha.. nothing to do</title><content type='html'>im in my e learnin lab now.. wahaha.. more that 2hrs break man... juz sittin here with my friends... my cms and attendacne is all screwed up man... i dun give a damn la... so fed up already.. but luckily i have a new bio lecturer..wahaha.. Dr yong is such a good lecturer.. i actually payed attention 4 bio! wahaha... yesterday went 4 stageasts la.. make up and stuff.. still got so much costume things to take care of.. haizz.. and auditon results still not out.. dum di dum di dum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haizz.. looks like i got my work cut out 4 me this semester.... there is more workload and on top of that CCA is so busy also.. Nvm.. hopefully it will all pay of la. I hope... hmm.. k la..better get back to doing some work.. update soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9739916-110498028878697062?l=soulchasing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110498028878697062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9739916/posts/default/110498028878697062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulchasing.blogspot.com/2005/01/haha-nothing-to-do.html' title='haha.. nothing to do'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
