<?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-17767760</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:55:32.341+08:00</updated><category term='quiz'/><title type='text'>zexystud</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><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>753</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-1858992439057411440</id><published>2008-12-23T17:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T17:11:42.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life - it's all about balance. Spend time with your loved ones, but not always the same ones. Get what I'm saying? Yeah well. It's been ages since I last hung out with Diy, and Carine keeps calling me when I'm sleeping. Hahaha! But somehow it feels :) to be called upon, you know you know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-1858992439057411440?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1858992439057411440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=1858992439057411440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/1858992439057411440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/1858992439057411440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/12/life-its-all-about-balance.html' title=''/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-5610146077111560458</id><published>2008-12-22T13:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T13:16:54.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The thing about love</title><content type='html'>I didn't see it coming. And when it came, I don't ever want to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you on Wednesday, hun. I'll make you blush again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-5610146077111560458?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5610146077111560458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=5610146077111560458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/5610146077111560458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/5610146077111560458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/12/thing-about-love.html' title='The thing about love'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-1793761210047491989</id><published>2008-12-22T08:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T09:03:23.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's nothing more I could possibly ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wanna make up right now now now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wanna make up right now now now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wish we never broke up right now now now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We need to link up right now now now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;Hehhehe. Mine and his mum's current fave song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-1793761210047491989?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1793761210047491989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=1793761210047491989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/1793761210047491989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/1793761210047491989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/12/theres-nothing-more-i-could-possibly.html' title=''/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-8843613405495652049</id><published>2008-12-20T11:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T21:49:39.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It felt good to be back at KC for a while. Just 15minutes, but still, pretty awesome. Glad that we decided on cycling that day, and at our usual meet-up place from before. Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I haven't seen that guy at Tampines MRT play the guitar for like, monthsss! And he always plays Peterpan/Ungu songs, and tonight it was demi waktu!! :D Aaah.... Memories galore!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-8843613405495652049?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8843613405495652049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=8843613405495652049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/8843613405495652049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/8843613405495652049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-felt-good-to-be-back-at-kc-for-while.html' title=''/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-633337220656851305</id><published>2008-12-12T13:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T13:31:28.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A life made of memories ,gone so young&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-633337220656851305?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/633337220656851305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=633337220656851305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/633337220656851305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/633337220656851305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/12/life-made-of-memories-gone-so-young.html' title=''/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-3873311891503142632</id><published>2008-12-12T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T11:13:18.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>They can't steal our love tonight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-3873311891503142632?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3873311891503142632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=3873311891503142632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/3873311891503142632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/3873311891503142632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/12/they-cant-steal-our-love-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-1597770814488734489</id><published>2008-12-12T10:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T10:55:28.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blew off studying after the MCT paper yesterday to get some chillak-a lovin'. Went all the way to Jurong East for FUN, and then headed down to Marina Square. By 9, I was already crashing from the lack of sleep. OMG lah.You all holiday-ing, can lah! Hahaha! So yes, home it was for me! And then i literally crashed to the floor before dialling his digits. Sighs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-1597770814488734489?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1597770814488734489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=1597770814488734489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/1597770814488734489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/1597770814488734489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/12/blew-off-studying-after-mct-paper.html' title=''/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-1733709503437579847</id><published>2008-12-11T07:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:06:46.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;So&lt;/em&gt; over it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-1733709503437579847?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1733709503437579847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=1733709503437579847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/1733709503437579847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/1733709503437579847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-over-it.html' title=''/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-5687092286149179945</id><published>2008-12-04T10:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T10:32:58.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Off to send another aunt at the airport for the Haj :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-5687092286149179945?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5687092286149179945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=5687092286149179945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/5687092286149179945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/5687092286149179945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/12/off-to-send-another-aunt-at-airport-for.html' title=''/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-1176588275684423424</id><published>2008-12-04T10:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T10:25:14.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Izzah still owes me kenduri/airport pics. :) So, no pics just as yet.&lt;br /&gt;Airport on Monday night/Tuesday morning. Cousins all crapping away, as usual&lt;br /&gt;Free food, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tues - Class all the way till 6. So the tired, sey!&lt;br /&gt;Wed - MCT, home to sleeeeep, Pub Speaking. BEST :D, then Prime for dadih and CS for my hello panda. Heee.&lt;br /&gt;Today - Airport, school, night study with the usual people :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for tmr!! It's a FRIDAY!! Yay! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-1176588275684423424?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1176588275684423424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=1176588275684423424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/1176588275684423424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/1176588275684423424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/12/izzah-still-owes-me-kenduriairport-pics.html' title=''/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-888428983943243816</id><published>2008-11-30T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T23:43:17.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>He is just full of surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya sayang awak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-888428983943243816?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/888428983943243816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=888428983943243816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/888428983943243816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/888428983943243816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/11/he-is-just-full-of-surprises.html' title=''/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-156389486291391218</id><published>2008-11-28T08:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T09:11:13.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1) Where is the person who has your heart at this moment?&lt;br /&gt;At camp. At Jurong. Too far awayyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Are you waiting for something?&lt;br /&gt;I'm always waiting. For the next 1.5 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What were you doing at ten last night?&lt;br /&gt;On the phone with T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Did you cry today?&lt;br /&gt;It's too early to cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Do you hate the last person you had a conversation with?&lt;br /&gt;No way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Have you ever thought about converting your religion?&lt;br /&gt;NOPE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Can you sleep in jeans?&lt;br /&gt;No.. I'll take them off halfway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) What can't you wait for?&lt;br /&gt;The Holidaysssssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) When was the last time you told someone you loved them and meant it?&lt;br /&gt;Last niiightttt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Are you good at giving advice?&lt;br /&gt;IDK.. Maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Are you good at giving directions?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA Not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) What is your favourite shake?&lt;br /&gt;strawberry!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) What movie are you waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;TWILIGHT! (which im gonna make the bf watch with me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Do you want to live with your girlfriend/boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;YES PLEASE!!!! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) What song do you listen to to feel happy?&lt;br /&gt;I'm Yours - Jason Mraz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Garfield or Mickey Mouse?&lt;br /&gt;Oh Mickey you're so fine, you're so fine you blow my mind!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) In a week, how many times do you go online?&lt;br /&gt;every single day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;the noisy keyboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Complete this sentence: THE WORLD NEEDS...&lt;br /&gt;to start lovin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) What was the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;all the goreng-goreng stuff yesterday. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Something happened today?&lt;br /&gt;yeah. I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Have you kissed someone on the lips in the past week?&lt;br /&gt;I don't kiss and tell. But yeah. HAHAHHAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Where is your sister/brother right now?&lt;br /&gt;Diana: chalet. Nural: room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) If your ex called right now and said they wanted you back, what would you say?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Funny ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) Who was the last person you talked to in person?&lt;br /&gt;Nural. Asking her to get an external harddisk asap!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) Have you ever done something with someone when they were high?&lt;br /&gt;Done what..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) Do you have friends?&lt;br /&gt;I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) Have you ever been out past curfew?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) In the past week, have you felt sad?&lt;br /&gt;sighs.. yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) What were you doing at 9am this morning?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! It's not even 9 yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) Is your room clean?&lt;br /&gt;Define clean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) Who was the last person you threw out of your life?&lt;br /&gt;HMM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) In the next 4 months, what are you looking forward to the most?&lt;br /&gt;A holiday in March, maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) Have you ever told someone you love them?&lt;br /&gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) Did you have a good day yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;YEAH! CPR in the morning! Photos photos! And talking so damn much! Hahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37) How many hours did you sleep last night?&lt;br /&gt;IDK. Slept at 10.30, woke up at 8.30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38) In the past week, have you felt stupid?&lt;br /&gt;Let's ask the boyfriend, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) In the past week, have you gotten sick?&lt;br /&gt;Almost, but nooo! YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-156389486291391218?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/156389486291391218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=156389486291391218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/156389486291391218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/156389486291391218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/11/1-where-is-person-who-has-your-heart-at.html' title=''/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-5578358160635658085</id><published>2008-11-27T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T00:14:37.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll wait for you to come back to me</title><content type='html'>The whole I-miss-Taufiq thing didn't occur to me, until I read his blog. I mean, yeah it's inevitable that I &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; whenever he's not around, but not to the extent that I'm feeling now. Sighs.. Now I'm damn depressed. Haha! Nolah.. Just gotta wait 2 weeks, and when he goes overseas for 3weeks at a time.. Well, I'll still have the girls, the chillak-a and other people around me to take my mind off missing him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've told him a million times that I tend to avoid people in school until they look up and acknowledge me ,first. But I've made few exceptions. Whenever I see my favourite bunch of juniors, I'm so happy to see them! And some of his friends in school as well.. And there are those who I'm just glad to see. You know, you know!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I'm rambling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was great ,with ahMinah and minaaaa :D If we were to walk to Lagoon, I will friggin curse and swear each step I made. Haha. So let's just be content with a cheeseburger and the extra pickles I got from them, and the LARGE belgian chocolate (milk base) that ahMinah Ria Raziany Razak got and we kapoh-ed like mad. YAY! Ok. Me lah me lah. Haha whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-5578358160635658085?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5578358160635658085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=5578358160635658085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/5578358160635658085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/5578358160635658085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/11/ill-wait-for-you-to-come-back-to-me.html' title='I&apos;ll wait for you to come back to me'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-7687610366363283162</id><published>2008-11-24T19:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T20:04:44.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SSqXQk1SKiI/AAAAAAAABHQ/JnUbHsQpKfM/s1600-h/DSC00336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SSqXQk1SKiI/AAAAAAAABHQ/JnUbHsQpKfM/s320/DSC00336.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272192624811452962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a step back and look at Dian as she struggles to get her mac and cheese. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SSqXQQzakYI/AAAAAAAABHI/p03oB0d1LQ0/s1600-h/DSC00332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SSqXQQzakYI/AAAAAAAABHI/p03oB0d1LQ0/s320/DSC00332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272192619434905986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah touch pimple summore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SSqXPy4fWGI/AAAAAAAABHA/3xYS-e8LKF0/s1600-h/DSC00331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SSqXPy4fWGI/AAAAAAAABHA/3xYS-e8LKF0/s320/DSC00331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272192611403126882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee...... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SSqXPiJckwI/AAAAAAAABG4/r24LipDITyY/s1600-h/DSC00316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SSqXPiJckwI/AAAAAAAABG4/r24LipDITyY/s320/DSC00316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272192606910845698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AhMinah Razak who went to kampung and just got back. PFFT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SSqXPpzyMcI/AAAAAAAABGw/AJ_VZC8LwoE/s1600-h/DSC00313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SSqXPpzyMcI/AAAAAAAABGw/AJ_VZC8LwoE/s320/DSC00313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272192608967471554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bestie MK eating the same thing as me, alwayssssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SSqX6fMEdpI/AAAAAAAABHY/1mBqOhr5wvw/s1600-h/Loved.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SSqX6fMEdpI/AAAAAAAABHY/1mBqOhr5wvw/s320/Loved.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272193344850917010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna put this up for memory's sake.. The picture's that's in both our wallets.. The day when.. &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-7687610366363283162?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7687610366363283162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=7687610366363283162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/7687610366363283162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/7687610366363283162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/11/take-step-back-and-look-at-dian-as-she.html' title=''/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SSqXQk1SKiI/AAAAAAAABHQ/JnUbHsQpKfM/s72-c/DSC00336.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-5914981862359300909</id><published>2008-11-24T09:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T09:44:51.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Friday was spent in school cos of minaaaaaaa and her "i wanna experiment on ur hair!" so I just layan her. Bumped into 4 idiots at the library. I thought my hair was cool, yo! Yay thanks! So then we almost headed to Bugis but I changed my mind at the last minutes, so Parkway it was! :) Tawaf a while, and at 5, I wanted to go home. Wah. Damn tiring sia. So yeah, home, meet bf, half bbq chicken with rice + peach tea!!!!!(new addiction lah!), sim lim, and then, home again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, my perangai, nak breakfast at ecp. Got a freeeee drink from coffeebean! Hahaha! :DD slacked,then home early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, Md Taufiq is sick. I know he hates the flu, but what to doooooo.... Get well soon, baby! Im gonna see him TOMORROW cos he's gonna POP and and and hehehehe :)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-5914981862359300909?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5914981862359300909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=5914981862359300909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/5914981862359300909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/5914981862359300909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-friday-was-spent-in-school-cos-of.html' title=''/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-6038375041751629788</id><published>2008-11-21T02:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T10:27:57.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm hungry! Despite eating at 9pm with Dawn ah lian. Sliced fish soup with glass noodles yum yum!!!! I want mango cake!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want I want I want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm like what Fang always says these days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I WANT A BOYFRIEND!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I WANT STRAWBERRY SHORTCAKE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oi what else u want ah? hehheehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-6038375041751629788?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6038375041751629788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=6038375041751629788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/6038375041751629788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/6038375041751629788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-hungry-despite-eating-at-9pm-with.html' title=''/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-1241921830291443193</id><published>2008-11-21T01:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T01:42:44.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's getting hard, to just be. This very existence. Put yourself in my shoes. Step out, and judge. It's bad enough that I'm in school. And he's not there to give me the strength I need to just pull through. Today, I felt something that I know I shouldn't have. I felt quite ashamed of myself. I know she saw me, but she just passed by without even looking up, without even peeling her eyes off the floor as she walked past. I know I shouldn't be bothered, because in the first place, she's just someone I knew from school. Not really a friend, not really an enemy either. Before, she would always smile in acknowledgement. But now I'm being totally ignored? I wanted to smile at her, because I like her.&lt;br /&gt;Just because.. Yeah well.. People. They change their perception of others without knowing the full story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-1241921830291443193?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1241921830291443193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=1241921830291443193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/1241921830291443193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/1241921830291443193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-getting-hard-to-just-be.html' title=''/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-7574215465852980524</id><published>2008-11-21T01:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T01:30:23.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ria likes tight fitting t-shirt ,skinnies wearing guys. With hamburger face. (sushi din!)&lt;br /&gt;Dian likes tall dark and handsome. (sheik!)&lt;br /&gt;I like tall(er), sepet eyes and small moles on the face. Hee (Md Taufiq!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-7574215465852980524?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7574215465852980524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=7574215465852980524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/7574215465852980524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/7574215465852980524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/11/ria-like-tight-fitting-t-shirt-skinnies.html' title=''/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-3513666285743262950</id><published>2008-11-21T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T00:36:14.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thursday was&lt;strong&gt; gooooooood!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tutorial/Lab with &lt;em&gt;Dr.Ravi&lt;/em&gt;  is always fun. Cos all we do is just copyyyyy..... and then Go off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Released half an hour early, so ate at &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Breadboard&lt;/span&gt;! and saw my new friend (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hello you, the one who wore a Maroon polo tee&lt;/span&gt;!) and just when I was about to approach him, I saw him put a pack of ciggs in his back pocket and going to the not-so-secret smoking place at the canteen. I was like, ok nvmmmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bestie!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I ate the same thing we ate last Thursday! Cos I'd missed you laaaa! No fun eating the egg alone. Summore there were TWO left. Hais....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lect was too boring. I kept laughing and disturbing &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Siti Kaypoh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and was talking to everyone surrounding me. Hehehe. And &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Grace&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;KK &lt;/span&gt;were such asses, making fun of me. They looked RIDICULOUS, i tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lunch break was spent studying for CKTSIG quiz with &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Fang &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Tinnker.&lt;/span&gt; Ok &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Tinnker &lt;/span&gt;was sleeping. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Fang&lt;/span&gt; and I felt like dying after just 1/2 hr of studying, and gave up. Hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bioinfo and MCT lect... Hmm.. Whatever. Just that I had fun editing &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Siti Kaypoh's&lt;/span&gt; ORGCOM draft. Macam cikgu lah, akuu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-CKTSIG quiz was really do-able! Thank &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Syazia&lt;/span&gt; for the calculator! I wouldn't need one if I knew how to calculate 2oLog(smth).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-OOH!!! &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Fang's&lt;/span&gt; gonna give me a &lt;strong&gt;pop-art camera &lt;/strong&gt;or whatever it's called!!!!! I was damn excited lah! Hahahaha! WTH! YAY! Coolshite!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tutorial - again, copy things down. And we cld've left at 5 but &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Fang&lt;/span&gt; wanted to test her circuit, so Okay lor.. Stayed there until 6. I was just walking ard and eating &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;MK'&lt;/span&gt;s sour sweet. (I forgot to bring my breadboard. annoying or what)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After that, me, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;fang&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;rathi,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;elie,&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; tinnker&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;MK &lt;/span&gt;walked from school to our various destinations. I thought that was fun. And the whole time, I was just thinking that that was what &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Taufiq&lt;/span&gt; and I used to do......... Missed him so much at that point of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The gym with the idiot &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sarah FANG!&lt;/span&gt; It's been monthsss since I've stepped into that place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hehehhee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Showered, walked to the inter, waited soooo long for that aunty to decide whether she wanted a drink or not. In the end, she did not. PFFT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Oh yah. How come we're so suay that we saw &lt;em&gt;Dr Ravi&lt;/em&gt; at the interchange uh? Haiyoooo! Lame or what? "Do you want to have a lesson now?" -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-She took her 293, and I went to meet &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dawn Ah Lian&lt;/span&gt; at Parkway. MRT to Eunos, and then cabbed down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I missed her so much lah!!! Ate at Banquet, and chilled at Starbucks! (HEHEHHE. Free eh, freeee! Thanks for the treat, purple lime!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Talked and talked and talked about the goings-on in our lives, until 11!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We're gonna do this every month :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And I'll catch you at S11 on Sunday nights, if I go there ok! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Home, no naggings whatsoever. Probably one of the best days this sem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-3513666285743262950?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3513666285743262950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=3513666285743262950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/3513666285743262950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/3513666285743262950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/11/thursday-was-gooooooood-tutoriallab.html' title=''/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-5018424947490339768</id><published>2008-11-19T18:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T19:06:57.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I shall do a Dian and do a cravings post &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Half bbq chicken with rice from Techno :) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MANGO CAKE!!!&lt;/strong&gt; Not those cheapo ones, but those that has the mango slice on top.. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Either coffeebean's &lt;strong&gt;iced mocha latte&lt;/strong&gt; or starbucks' &lt;strong&gt;ICED caramel macchiato&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hotcakes with sausage breakfast from McD's!! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beef lasagna from Pizza Hut!! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bangers&amp;amp;Mash! (hoi simpang ahhh!!!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Century egg porridge!!!! *with lots and lots of century egg!!*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;RITEZ PIZZA! Omg....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BK's mushroom swiss.......&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Geylang chicken rice!!! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yishun Ramly! DIANNNNNNN!!!!!!! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-5018424947490339768?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5018424947490339768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=5018424947490339768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/5018424947490339768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/5018424947490339768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-shall-do-dian-and-do-cravings-post.html' title=''/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-6347606140021485934</id><published>2008-11-19T14:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T14:34:43.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I swear I'm still melting and falling in love all over again with Muhammad Taufiq bin Zulkefly!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs. To be young and in love..&lt;br /&gt;That's the best feeling ever..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-6347606140021485934?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6347606140021485934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=6347606140021485934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/6347606140021485934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/6347606140021485934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-swear-im-still-melting-and-falling-in.html' title=''/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-2241986295249047787</id><published>2008-11-16T20:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T20:57:35.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thursday night/ Friday - Diarrhoea&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - GASTRIC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-2241986295249047787?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2241986295249047787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=2241986295249047787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/2241986295249047787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/2241986295249047787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/11/thursday-night-friday-diarrhoea-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-4890874111728488568</id><published>2008-11-12T20:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:59:56.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If i were a boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;But you're just a boy&lt;br /&gt;You don't understand&lt;br /&gt;How it feels to love a girl&lt;br /&gt;Someday you'll wish you were a better man&lt;br /&gt;You don't listen to her&lt;br /&gt;You don't care how it hurts&lt;br /&gt;Until you lose the one you wanted&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're taking her for granted&lt;br /&gt;And everything you had got destroyed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song I've been searching for ever since I first saw the video with the boyfriend. Sighs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-4890874111728488568?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4890874111728488568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=4890874111728488568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/4890874111728488568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/4890874111728488568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/11/but-youre-just-boy-you-dont-understand.html' title='If i were a boy'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-1947836937351470699</id><published>2008-11-11T20:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T20:59:39.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SRl9rAa7u7I/AAAAAAAABF4/suWXiVDy-TI/s1600-h/S7305000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SRl9rAa7u7I/AAAAAAAABF4/suWXiVDy-TI/s320/S7305000.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267379416987319218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ria and Junnehhh during our mini jalan raya :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SRl9q3bQgRI/AAAAAAAABFw/22m71hdyyPE/s1600-h/DSC00255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SRl9q3bQgRI/AAAAAAAABFw/22m71hdyyPE/s320/DSC00255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267379414572761362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farhana and Royston. At camp. During my station. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SRl9qWg5elI/AAAAAAAABFo/Gg8g1YDq_oY/s1600-h/SNC00015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SRl9qWg5elI/AAAAAAAABFo/Gg8g1YDq_oY/s320/SNC00015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267379405738048082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend sent me to Bukit Panjang to spend more time with me before he booked in. Hehhe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SRl9p-q_aSI/AAAAAAAABFg/ahARxAOdYxU/s1600-h/DSC00272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SRl9p-q_aSI/AAAAAAAABFg/ahARxAOdYxU/s320/DSC00272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267379399337928994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace watching BLEACH. *rolling my eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SRl9pRud9gI/AAAAAAAABFY/N8-Emvzzams/s1600-h/DSC00251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SRl9pRud9gI/AAAAAAAABFY/N8-Emvzzams/s320/DSC00251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267379387272918530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two jokers during class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SRl-9diuUFI/AAAAAAAABGg/LqFmlxkGw8w/s1600-h/DSC00298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SRl-9diuUFI/AAAAAAAABGg/LqFmlxkGw8w/s320/DSC00298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267380833553895506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello hello hello hello hello HI! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SRl-888rf2I/AAAAAAAABGY/xWxkxAQ0ZjA/s1600-h/DSC00303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SRl-888rf2I/AAAAAAAABGY/xWxkxAQ0ZjA/s320/DSC00303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267380824804392802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SRl-8e_9X4I/AAAAAAAABGQ/rlk0LLUvZPg/s1600-h/DSC00295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SRl-8e_9X4I/AAAAAAAABGQ/rlk0LLUvZPg/s320/DSC00295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267380816765083522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are extremely happy children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SRl-71yXyXI/AAAAAAAABGI/7aYBeibRreY/s1600-h/DSC00283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SRl-71yXyXI/AAAAAAAABGI/7aYBeibRreY/s320/DSC00283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267380805702240626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LONG TIME NO SEE LAH CARINE LEONG LAI MUN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SRl-7gp38FI/AAAAAAAABGA/YRtCOZ50heA/s1600-h/DSC00277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SRl-7gp38FI/AAAAAAAABGA/YRtCOZ50heA/s320/DSC00277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267380800029454418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annoying people who wants to eat WHITE carrot cake. Hmmph. And tahu telur tahu telur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SRmBF3IrCYI/AAAAAAAABGo/dUiV3eaC2tk/s1600-h/DSC00307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SRmBF3IrCYI/AAAAAAAABGo/dUiV3eaC2tk/s320/DSC00307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267383176886159746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something to do with Zero and Pole. Haha.&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/17767760-1947836937351470699?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1947836937351470699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=1947836937351470699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/1947836937351470699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/1947836937351470699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/11/picture-post.html' title='Picture Post!'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SRl9rAa7u7I/AAAAAAAABF4/suWXiVDy-TI/s72-c/S7305000.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-7220482809819666474</id><published>2008-11-03T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T20:13:11.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SQ7quwN0kpI/AAAAAAAABFQ/kRiOOm16RNY/s1600-h/SNC00010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SQ7quwN0kpI/AAAAAAAABFQ/kRiOOm16RNY/s320/SNC00010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264403103380443794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love this man with all my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-7220482809819666474?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7220482809819666474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=7220482809819666474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/7220482809819666474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/7220482809819666474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-love-this-man-with-all-my-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SQ7quwN0kpI/AAAAAAAABFQ/kRiOOm16RNY/s72-c/SNC00010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-1862743850919459504</id><published>2008-10-30T20:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T20:12:20.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear H -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey buddy, why do you look so sad? I could see it in your eyes. What are you hiding from me and everyone around you? You can smile and say nothing's wrong, but you can't hide from me. Like I said, I know you. I'm here for you. You can always depend on me - and you know it. I guess I won't press you into telling me.. But if I have to gaze into those eyes again.. Well.. It affects me indirectly.. Sighs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-1862743850919459504?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1862743850919459504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=1862743850919459504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/1862743850919459504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/1862743850919459504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/10/dear-h-hey-buddy-why-do-you-look-so-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-587430446688527947</id><published>2008-10-30T07:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T07:57:00.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I'm out of my misery, I will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) change my sheets&lt;br /&gt;b) eat lots and lots of ice cream&lt;br /&gt;c) eat all the food that i've been craving for.&lt;br /&gt;d) drink ice cold peach tea. yum&lt;br /&gt;e) do alot alot alot of things to the bf &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah that's pretty much it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-587430446688527947?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/587430446688527947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=587430446688527947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/587430446688527947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/587430446688527947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-im-out-of-my-misery-i-will-change.html' title=''/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-3130138183264547306</id><published>2008-10-21T20:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T20:58:46.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lots of Evanescence being played. Sighs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-3130138183264547306?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3130138183264547306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=3130138183264547306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/3130138183264547306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/3130138183264547306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/10/lots-of-evanescence-being-played.html' title=''/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-2869619067131532269</id><published>2008-10-20T20:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T21:00:55.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SPyAOTh-eiI/AAAAAAAAAwk/llkBENUPyps/s1600-h/With+you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SPyAOTh-eiI/AAAAAAAAAwk/llkBENUPyps/s320/With+you.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259219448111200802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're the only one I need here in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-2869619067131532269?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2869619067131532269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=2869619067131532269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/2869619067131532269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/2869619067131532269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/10/baby-youre-only-one-i-need-here-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SPyAOTh-eiI/AAAAAAAAAwk/llkBENUPyps/s72-c/With+you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-5692872691528102352</id><published>2008-10-14T13:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T14:03:08.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What about now?</title><content type='html'>1. The person who tagged:-Luppi Luppi Luppi!&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her is:-Cousin cousin cousin!&lt;br /&gt;3. Your five impressions of him/her:&lt;br /&gt;a. Idiot! b. cannot make it! c. Troublemaker! d. selfless  e. good boy!! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing he/she had done for you:- Staying up, just talking and talking.&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable thing he/she had said to you:- Haha. alot ah, just that I forgot hehheh!&lt;br /&gt;6. If he/she becomes your lover, you will:- just die. Then Taufiq how?&lt;br /&gt;7. If he/she become your lover, thing he/she has to improve on will be:- -_____-&lt;br /&gt;8. If he/she become your enemy, you will:- be very very very sad.&lt;br /&gt;9. If he/she become your enemy, the reason will be:- hmm idk. how does family become enemy?&lt;br /&gt;10. The most desired thing you want to do for him/her now is:- treat him to something at coffeebean/starbucks cos i always ask him to treat me. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How do you think people around you will feel about you?:-crazy moodswing girl&lt;br /&gt;13. The characteristic(s) that you love about yourself are:- :D :D&lt;br /&gt;14. On the contrary, the characters you hate yourself are:- eh alot, but i tell for what!&lt;br /&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is:- like my mummyy!&lt;br /&gt;16. For people who cares about and likes you, say something to them:- Thanks for always being there for when I need someone to talk to :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha i decided to leave out the rest ah cos very leceh omg lah! :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-5692872691528102352?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5692872691528102352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=5692872691528102352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/5692872691528102352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/5692872691528102352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-about-now.html' title='What about now?'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-7396224747236214043</id><published>2008-10-11T13:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T13:46:42.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save tonight</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow comes with one desire -&lt;br /&gt;to take me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ain't easy to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;darling please don't start to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause girl you know I've got to go&lt;br /&gt;Lord I wish it wasn't so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save tonight&lt;br /&gt;And fight the break of dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'll be gone&lt;br /&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/17767760-7396224747236214043?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7396224747236214043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=7396224747236214043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/7396224747236214043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/7396224747236214043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/10/save-tonight.html' title='Save tonight'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-1053013805406033140</id><published>2008-10-08T09:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T09:41:29.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SOwNwr4HujI/AAAAAAAAAvk/f3eTIiSjO2Q/s1600-h/DSC00211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SOwNwr4HujI/AAAAAAAAAvk/f3eTIiSjO2Q/s320/DSC00211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254589995297520178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SOwNwxDIUqI/AAAAAAAAAvs/aqs2y0YqpYo/s1600-h/DSC00221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SOwNwxDIUqI/AAAAAAAAAvs/aqs2y0YqpYo/s320/DSC00221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254589996685873826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER! Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SOwNwQ4c2bI/AAAAAAAAAvc/uJyNEDu5bCg/s1600-h/S7304967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SOwNwQ4c2bI/AAAAAAAAAvc/uJyNEDu5bCg/s320/S7304967.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254589988051147186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family portrait :) I gotta stop slouching, yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SOwNz0p5oJI/AAAAAAAAAv0/JCSIDQE2Pb8/s1600-h/n502657352_1318571_5225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SOwNz0p5oJI/AAAAAAAAAv0/JCSIDQE2Pb8/s320/n502657352_1318571_5225.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254590049193402514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at my place. I'm the only pretty one here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SOwN0KDZ_zI/AAAAAAAAAv8/v2glOMFojG4/s1600-h/Girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SOwN0KDZ_zI/AAAAAAAAAv8/v2glOMFojG4/s320/Girls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254590054937526066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls girls girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SOwO8RoWygI/AAAAAAAAAwE/hRhFIqh3ecQ/s1600-h/n502657352_1318685_8893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SOwO8RoWygI/AAAAAAAAAwE/hRhFIqh3ecQ/s320/n502657352_1318685_8893.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254591293922134530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helloooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SOwO8W11R0I/AAAAAAAAAwM/6iXc3Qns9HQ/s1600-h/Nyayi%27s+Cucu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SOwO8W11R0I/AAAAAAAAAwM/6iXc3Qns9HQ/s320/Nyayi%27s+Cucu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254591295320835906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us are here this year. Best Raya yet! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SOwO8QXz0xI/AAAAAAAAAwU/jR6Aw1VyG2U/s1600-h/Sarah+Fatin+Diana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SOwO8QXz0xI/AAAAAAAAAwU/jR6Aw1VyG2U/s320/Sarah+Fatin+Diana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254591293584298770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah, Fatin, Dianaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SOwO8VnVAKI/AAAAAAAAAwc/D0CsE_99ZXA/s1600-h/Imran.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SOwO8VnVAKI/AAAAAAAAAwc/D0CsE_99ZXA/s320/Imran.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254591294991564962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'll always have my back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-1053013805406033140?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1053013805406033140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=1053013805406033140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/1053013805406033140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/1053013805406033140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/10/before-after-hahaha-family-portrait-i.html' title=''/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SOwNwr4HujI/AAAAAAAAAvk/f3eTIiSjO2Q/s72-c/DSC00211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-2208445794297739634</id><published>2008-10-08T09:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T09:28:16.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snuff</title><content type='html'>Bury all your secrets in my skin &lt;br /&gt;Come away with innocence, and leave me with my sins &lt;br /&gt;The air around me still feels like a cage &lt;br /&gt;And love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage again… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you love me, let me go. And run away before I know. &lt;br /&gt;My heart is just too dark to care. I can't destroy what isn't there. &lt;br /&gt;Deliver me into my Fate - If I'm alone I cannot hate &lt;br /&gt;I don't deserve to have you… &lt;br /&gt;My smile was taken long ago &lt;br /&gt;If I can change I hope I never know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still press your letters to my lips &lt;br /&gt;And cherish them in parts of me that savor every kiss &lt;br /&gt;I couldn't face a life without your light &lt;br /&gt;But all of that was ripped apart… when you refused to fight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So save your breath, I will not hear. I think I made it very clear. &lt;br /&gt;You couldn't hate enough to love. Is that supposed to be enough? &lt;br /&gt;I only wish you weren't my friend. Then I could hurt you in the end. &lt;br /&gt;I never claimed to be a Saint… &lt;br /&gt;My own was banished long ago &lt;br /&gt;It took the Death of Hope to let you go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Break Yourself Against My Stones &lt;br /&gt;And Spit Your Pity In My Soul &lt;br /&gt;You Never Needed Any Help &lt;br /&gt;You Sold Me Out To Save Yourself &lt;br /&gt;And I Won't Listen To Your Shame &lt;br /&gt;You Ran Away - You're All The Same &lt;br /&gt;Angels Lie To Keep Control… &lt;br /&gt;My Love Was Punished Long Ago &lt;br /&gt;If You Still Care, Don't Ever Let Me Know &lt;br /&gt;If you still care, don't ever let me know…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-2208445794297739634?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2208445794297739634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=2208445794297739634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/2208445794297739634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/2208445794297739634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/10/snuff.html' title='Snuff'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-5442831608599399910</id><published>2008-10-03T13:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T13:43:39.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherry on top</title><content type='html'>I'm sick. Fever/sore throat. Slept without any fans on, and had my blanket around me. Woke up at 5 in the AM and forced myself to take a cold shower. Sighs. OK. I want to ICE myself right now. Byeeee My bruises are really ugly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-5442831608599399910?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5442831608599399910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=5442831608599399910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/5442831608599399910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/5442831608599399910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/10/cherry-on-top.html' title='Cherry on top'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-303526941885176821</id><published>2008-10-03T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T10:37:18.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm scared as hell to want you, but here I am, wanting you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Fear means I have something to lose - and I don't want to lose you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-303526941885176821?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/303526941885176821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=303526941885176821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/303526941885176821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/303526941885176821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-scared-as-hell-to-want-you-but-here.html' title=''/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-4539669914724039553</id><published>2008-10-02T15:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T15:14:07.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya!!</title><content type='html'>Whole day yesterday, was damn tiring. Because on malam Raya, we went to GEY-LANGGGGG! And I reached home at ard 3+. Woke up at 9, did the usual stuffs, went to Wak Leng's, slacked, went home, slept, and had the usual people over :D&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyable time, because all of nyayi's cucu were present, all 12 of us. Hehheh&lt;br /&gt;Pictures up when I get 'em from Imran&lt;br /&gt;Thank God there are people I can count on. Fullstop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-4539669914724039553?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4539669914724039553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=4539669914724039553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/4539669914724039553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/4539669914724039553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/10/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya!!'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-3850819259409171162</id><published>2008-09-25T07:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T07:21:10.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personally,</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label1"&gt;You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label2"&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label3"&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label4"&gt;Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label5"&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label6"&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label7"&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label8"&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label9"&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, it's like 80% true, sey!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-3850819259409171162?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3850819259409171162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=3850819259409171162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/3850819259409171162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/3850819259409171162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/09/personally.html' title='Personally,'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-731667594370502105</id><published>2008-09-25T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:42:55.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before I met you..</title><content type='html'>Needta get out of the house but I can't, not until Saturday. So for the time being, I'll be on Facebook. And Skype. And some random websites where I watch my shows. And my email, where I check on my Facebook. Heh. I'm no addict, I'm just bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 days left to fast. Oh my, that's fast. (heh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh yeah, I better make October 11th free. Shopping before school starts. I miss the girls. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I miss chillak-a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Feeza-ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Zarifah Adilah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, the matair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's a girl to do, eyh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-731667594370502105?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/731667594370502105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=731667594370502105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/731667594370502105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/731667594370502105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/09/before-i-met-you.html' title='Before I met you..'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-2966432673276991125</id><published>2008-09-22T22:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T22:45:50.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>He knows me all too well.. Not gonna sleep early, definitely :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-2966432673276991125?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2966432673276991125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=2966432673276991125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/2966432673276991125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/2966432673276991125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/09/he-knows-me-all-too-well.html' title=''/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-4184250137001438298</id><published>2008-09-18T22:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T22:39:30.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today.</title><content type='html'>The songs on my top 10 list (except Broken) were played/sung just now while waiting - for damn blooody long, please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I want to go to Geylang with the boyfriend for the last time tomorrow.......... (HELLO LAYAN ME, PLEASE!!!!!!!!!) Sayang awak banyak2!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-4184250137001438298?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4184250137001438298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=4184250137001438298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/4184250137001438298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/4184250137001438298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/09/songs-on-my-top-10-list-except-broken.html' title='Today.'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-6576957139163695627</id><published>2008-09-16T23:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T09:38:52.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>they're coming!</title><content type='html'>24th October: Avenged Sevenfold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-6576957139163695627?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6576957139163695627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=6576957139163695627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/6576957139163695627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/6576957139163695627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/09/24th-october-avenged-sevenfold-haha.html' title='they&apos;re coming!'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-5849858956218731666</id><published>2008-09-16T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:37:43.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just can't stop</title><content type='html'>Listen to Ne-Yo's Closer. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-5849858956218731666?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5849858956218731666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=5849858956218731666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/5849858956218731666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/5849858956218731666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-just-cant-stop.html' title='I just can&apos;t stop'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-2654652152952705441</id><published>2008-09-13T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T20:43:00.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family ties</title><content type='html'>imran says:&lt;br /&gt;eh mesti ah&lt;br /&gt;imran says:&lt;br /&gt;aku cousin kau&lt;br /&gt;imran says:&lt;br /&gt;mesti aku side ngan kau&lt;br /&gt;imran says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, idiot! :) Still my cousin, what, in the end. Nothing more, nothing less.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-2654652152952705441?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2654652152952705441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=2654652152952705441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/2654652152952705441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/2654652152952705441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/09/imran-says-eh-mesti-ah-imran-says-aku.html' title='Family ties'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-9015012453388384560</id><published>2008-09-13T17:26:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T20:39:43.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jimmy Wayne</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tell me what else can I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tell me what else can I say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The closer that I get to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The further you push me away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Till I don't know where to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And I dont know why I stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Do you even care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Or am I some little game you play?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Are you ever gonna need me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Like I need you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Are you ever gonna want me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The way I want you to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I know that you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I know deep down you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But are you ever gonna love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The way I love you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I never know how you feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I can't read your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I just keep waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Am I just wasting time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-9015012453388384560?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/9015012453388384560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=9015012453388384560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/9015012453388384560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/9015012453388384560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/09/tell-me-what-else-can-i-do-tell-me-what.html' title='Jimmy Wayne'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-7344245493191623392</id><published>2008-09-13T12:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T20:40:14.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mummy, mummy, pleaseeeee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SMtDTYzE3cI/AAAAAAAAAvU/V7sgnYimQ6U/s1600-h/ipod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245360191356329410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SMtDTYzE3cI/AAAAAAAAAvU/V7sgnYimQ6U/s320/ipod.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't love an iPod? :)&lt;br /&gt;$248 for 8GB. Muahaha. Temptinggg!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-7344245493191623392?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7344245493191623392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=7344245493191623392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/7344245493191623392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/7344245493191623392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/09/who-doesnt-love-ipod-248-for-8gb.html' title='Mummy, mummy, pleaseeeee!'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SMtDTYzE3cI/AAAAAAAAAvU/V7sgnYimQ6U/s72-c/ipod.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-142375350595285965</id><published>2008-09-12T00:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T20:40:46.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when i'm with you</title><content type='html'>Saya sayang matair saya banyak2!!!!!!!!! Terima kasih, awaaaak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm with you, I'll make every second count&lt;br /&gt;'cause I miss you, whenever you're not around&lt;br /&gt;When I kiss you, I still get butterflies&lt;br /&gt;Years from now, I'll make every second count&lt;br /&gt;When I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah, his POP on Tues was hmmm interesting but he was daaaaamn smelly omg! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp was really omg ! I dunno what to say. We went walk walk at Geylang and had my favourite chicken rice for buka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nervous. Weak knees. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simpangggg!!!!! and then, GEYLANGGG again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my boyfriend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-142375350595285965?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/142375350595285965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=142375350595285965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/142375350595285965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/142375350595285965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/09/saya-sayang-matair-saya-banyak2-terima.html' title='when i&apos;m with you'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-4720187404335918681</id><published>2008-09-08T16:24:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T06:26:06.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 10 Favourite Songs of all time</title><content type='html'>1. Nickelback - Far Away&lt;br /&gt;2. Lifehouse - Blind&lt;br /&gt;3. 3 Doors Down - Here Without You&lt;br /&gt;4.The Afters - Beautiful Love&lt;br /&gt;5. Radiohead - Creep&lt;br /&gt;6. Seether, Amy Lee - Broken&lt;br /&gt;7. Maroon 5 - She Will Be Loved&lt;br /&gt;8. Blink 182 - I Miss You&lt;br /&gt;9. Vertical Horizon - Best I Ever Had&lt;br /&gt;10. Alicia Keys - No One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I requested for Far Away to be played on the guitar. For the first time, and at our first try, we could do it perfectly. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-4720187404335918681?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4720187404335918681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=4720187404335918681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/4720187404335918681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/4720187404335918681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-10-favourite-songs-of-all-time.html' title='My 10 Favourite Songs of all time'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-1298239008596787592</id><published>2008-09-08T10:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T10:42:05.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering Sunday</title><content type='html'>Long day spent with sepet eyes, yesterday. Ok not really, for &lt;s&gt;1hr&lt;/s&gt; 2hrs, he knocked out, leaving me annoyed and lonesome. And I was mentally kicking myself for finishing my book so fast. It got better, though, his arms around me, and walking around with his hands permanently attached to mine (Omg you're soooo corny.. Stop it eh Sayang!) and then he lay again with his head on my lap and me playing with his hair, or the lack thereof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I live for days like these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I can't wait for the days to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-1298239008596787592?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1298239008596787592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=1298239008596787592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/1298239008596787592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/1298239008596787592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/09/remembering-sunday.html' title='Remembering Sunday'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-6329286947530662353</id><published>2008-09-06T21:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T21:49:48.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Lifehouse</title><content type='html'>Just got their acoustic songs off somewhere. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-6329286947530662353?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6329286947530662353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=6329286947530662353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/6329286947530662353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/6329286947530662353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-love-lifehouse.html' title='I love Lifehouse'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-429647973180238069</id><published>2008-09-04T17:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T19:44:11.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of birthdays and such</title><content type='html'>Turning a year older may not seem like a big deal to some, but to others, it's one huge-ass deal. When you're 13, you're a big shot teenager. When you turn sweet 16 in Singapore, you get to watch.. NC-16 movies - which is pretty lame, actually. At 18, you get away with almost anything. Alcohol, ciggarettes, enter clubs, and you can apply for all sorts of licenses. 21 = freedom to some. You legally turn into an adult; you are responsible for your own self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, we all grow up. One year older, but does it really mean you're a year wiser?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, people change for the better, yet, some people just refuse to. Some people can't wait to grow up. Some don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthdays-&lt;br /&gt;A day to remember the hours of labour a mother was in, just to have her baby in her hands.&lt;br /&gt;A day to thank God, for giving you life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I'm eternally grateful to Him, for giving life to Muhammad Taufiq 20 years ago, on a Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday, Sayang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SL-rotUkNQI/AAAAAAAAAvM/2Dr4d4yIzR0/s1600-h/S7303742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242097207131518210" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SL-rotUkNQI/AAAAAAAAAvM/2Dr4d4yIzR0/s320/S7303742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;i'm yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-429647973180238069?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/429647973180238069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=429647973180238069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/429647973180238069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/429647973180238069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/09/of-birthdays-and-such.html' title='of birthdays and such'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SL-rotUkNQI/AAAAAAAAAvM/2Dr4d4yIzR0/s72-c/S7303742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-1906924483737121263</id><published>2008-08-29T09:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:48:46.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still missing you</title><content type='html'>List of people I miss:&lt;br /&gt;FEEZA my minah pantat round2.&lt;br /&gt;Zarifah Adilah Bte Zainol.&lt;br /&gt;Dawn.Ah.Lian&lt;br /&gt;chillak-a.blogspot.com (always)&lt;br /&gt;404 2006.&lt;br /&gt;stx.&lt;br /&gt;Erin&lt;br /&gt;The girls. I predict that the next time I see them will be when the new sem begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;md. taufiq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List of things I miss doing:&lt;br /&gt;CYCLING!&lt;br /&gt;gym gym gym!&lt;br /&gt;exploring new places (either accidentally or by default) with the gang.&lt;br /&gt;chillak-ing&lt;br /&gt;Daily parkway after school cycle&lt;br /&gt;98.7FM in the art room.&lt;br /&gt;studying at the airport&lt;br /&gt;deep meaningful heart-to-heart talks&lt;br /&gt;hanging out with the people I used to hang with back in sec4 days.&lt;br /&gt;late night/early morning chats with ZAZ! *hello I mention your name twice in one entry still don't believe i miss you issit!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-1906924483737121263?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1906924483737121263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=1906924483737121263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/1906924483737121263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/1906924483737121263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/08/list-of-people-i-miss-feeza-my-minah.html' title='I&apos;m still missing you'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-300384991028013089</id><published>2008-08-29T07:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:49:02.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relient K</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;I always knew I'd find someone&lt;br /&gt;I never dreamt it'd be like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you've surpassed&lt;br /&gt;All that I'd hoped for and ever wished&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm trying so hard&lt;br /&gt;With all my heart and mind&lt;br /&gt;To make your life as good as you've made mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Best Thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-300384991028013089?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-4644379873435162648</id><published>2008-08-25T19:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:49:16.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>angels or devils</title><content type='html'>I can see the pain in you&lt;br /&gt;And I can see the love in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I'm always gonna worry about the things that could break us&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-4644379873435162648?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4644379873435162648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=4644379873435162648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/4644379873435162648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/4644379873435162648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-can-see-pain-in-you-and-i-can-see.html' title='angels or devils'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-6829281096129679598</id><published>2008-08-21T10:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:49:29.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear H,</title><content type='html'>Sometimes you have to follow your head instead of your heart. Because it's the most logical thing to do, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't have it both ways. You have to choose. Be with that someone but not be with him/her physically, or just letting him/her go. Love isn't selfish, so don't be. Don't hurt yourself by hurting him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's up to you to make that choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-6829281096129679598?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6829281096129679598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=6829281096129679598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/6829281096129679598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/6829281096129679598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/08/sometimes-you-have-to-follow-your-head.html' title='Dear H,'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-7942058377674989240</id><published>2008-08-02T09:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:49:52.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sacrifice</title><content type='html'>Because of this one subject called Medeln, I.have.no.time.to.study. Blardy shite. Why do I get all emotional at every sem because of one subject? Gah. Bodoh, bodoh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think I'll only come out of hibernation on 27th August, 11.30 am. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-7942058377674989240?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7942058377674989240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=7942058377674989240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/7942058377674989240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/7942058377674989240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/08/because-of-this-one-subject-called.html' title='sacrifice'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-7557718789269492153</id><published>2008-07-31T07:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:50:04.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finch</title><content type='html'>I want you to know that I miss you, I miss you so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;These letters to you aren't much I know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I'm not sleeping and you're not here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The thought stops my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Letters To You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't heard this song in soooooo long, that it's becoming addictive again. Music is the only thing that's helping me survive the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&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/17767760-7557718789269492153?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7557718789269492153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=7557718789269492153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/7557718789269492153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/7557718789269492153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-want-you-to-know-that-i-miss-you-i.html' title='Finch'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-3691857692555510991</id><published>2008-07-24T00:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T01:00:19.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 more days</title><content type='html'>I feel so out of touch with the world. Wonder how everyone's doing. Hel-loooo! I met the unexpected just now - DIY! :) - in an unexpected place - bus 8.  Because Law ended an hour early and because I already had my lunch so I didn't meet up with Dian. Finally, a chillak-a face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, all distractions that have since pulled me away from reality is over. Wedding, over. Family meetings, over. Just gotta keep up with my work. And stop skipping lectures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, The boyfriend was in a better mood just now. He was laughing and we actually had a decent conversation. The past few days had taken its toll on him, and I was then affected by it. Gah. Miss him. It's been the longest 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;I've loved you all along&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;I miss you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Been far away for far too long&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;with you, I’d withstand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;All of hell to hold your hand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d give it allI&lt;br /&gt;I’d give for us&lt;br /&gt;Give anything&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;strong&gt;I won’t give up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-3691857692555510991?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3691857692555510991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=3691857692555510991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/3691857692555510991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/3691857692555510991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/07/2-more-days.html' title='2 more days'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-2492480103010606825</id><published>2008-07-22T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:51:09.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stringing unrelated sentences together</title><content type='html'>Hey-looooooo! :) I'm baack from the dead. Muahaha! Been busy.. Medeln assignments = pain the ass, until I really tak nak buat!! Shopping online, telling everyone that the 25th/26th is coming, The Dark Knight, maternal cousins, paternal cousins/relatives, 4-day wedding affair, late night/early morning msn chats, getting the cold shoulder for running away from duty, Paris at night, coffeebean(2 hot choc + 1 caramel latte in a span of 3 days.), redbull, Redbull, REDBULL, list of things to do/buy, reflections and reflections, happy times, getting pissed at adults, staying over at Lutfi's which was damn last minute, getting present for the new aunt, family meetings, falling asleep at every chance, seeing the same guy in sch/outside sch each time i wear my turquoise shirt, some of my relatives know of my current status, listening to this is home and tearing up, missing the chillak-a, missing the boyfriend, getting distracted at forever21.com ,wetseal.com, etc etc, blah blah blah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update with proper sentences when I'm not doing my breadboard/studying for molgen/netfund ok alright seeya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-2492480103010606825?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2492480103010606825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=2492480103010606825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/2492480103010606825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/2492480103010606825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/07/hey-looooooo-im-baack-from-dead.html' title='stringing unrelated sentences together'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-1297590853631893887</id><published>2008-07-14T21:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:51:23.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3 Shopping</title><content type='html'>It's Monday. Can't believe it. No Monday blues because I went.. SHOPPING with the girls. Wahhaaha. Cannot tahan...! No more, no moree....For the month of July.. One or two items, can lah.. But today.. HAHAHA! I still can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah !Newurbanmale has this shirt that says, "I declared myself Mr Chilaka." Like huh! Coincidence? Hmm.....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havaianas bought. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-1297590853631893887?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1297590853631893887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=1297590853631893887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/1297590853631893887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/1297590853631893887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-monday.html' title='&lt;3 Shopping'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-5885561621374618309</id><published>2008-07-11T13:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:51:35.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wishlist</title><content type='html'>Fossil watch - $160&lt;br /&gt;Phone + line - $200&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plain dark blue/black Havaianas - $26.90&lt;br /&gt;grey+lime green Nike zoom - $139&lt;br /&gt;Topman wallet - $23&lt;br /&gt;The Kite Runner - $18&lt;br /&gt;The Time Traveler's Wife - $22.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahahaa. :) I WILL get these. Something to get me through my days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-5885561621374618309?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5885561621374618309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=5885561621374618309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/5885561621374618309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/5885561621374618309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/07/fossil-watch-160-phone-line-200-plain.html' title='wishlist'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-6941326284142479819</id><published>2008-07-11T00:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:51:49.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>I miss the chillak-a alot. At a time when I need them the most.. Sighs. I know they're there, but I'm not. Too busy with all these school stuff, that I NEED a break. Just see them; go chillak.. When was the last time I saw them? :( It's so rare that I go to our blog as it is, that when I go, I see entries, and then it's like, deng! I'm not there, yo! I told myself I wouldn't MIA, but that's like, empty promises already. since I AM mia-ing. Grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah. I'm tired. I just got back from school a 1/2 hr ago. Time check: 1AM. Very good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-6941326284142479819?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6941326284142479819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=6941326284142479819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/6941326284142479819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/6941326284142479819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-miss-chillak-alot.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-4448550631149060878</id><published>2008-07-09T08:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:36:30.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye for now</title><content type='html'>So, this is it. The day I've been dreading. But at the same time, I'm sure I'll be alright. It's just 2 weeks. Pejam celik, pejam celik, it's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Taufiq, I love you. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I know there'll be something good to look forward to during the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SHQDaTGm4EI/AAAAAAAAAu4/-DUKgM-5yZc/s1600-h/Loved.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SHQDaTGm4EI/AAAAAAAAAu4/-DUKgM-5yZc/s320/Loved.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220801618368716866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel alive when you're beside me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-4448550631149060878?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4448550631149060878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=4448550631149060878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/4448550631149060878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/4448550631149060878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-this-is-it.html' title='Goodbye for now'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SHQDaTGm4EI/AAAAAAAAAu4/-DUKgM-5yZc/s72-c/Loved.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-3165096912442828062</id><published>2008-07-03T03:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:52:23.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Impulse Blogging</title><content type='html'>What time is it? Gah. I went offline at 1, attempted to sleep for like 5 minutes. Got up, made coffee, and did the rest of my work. It's almost 4. I'm sleepy already. There's debate in 12hrs time. My soldering is screwed. The copper can't go off. The donuts came off. I want to sleep. byeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-3165096912442828062?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3165096912442828062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=3165096912442828062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/3165096912442828062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/3165096912442828062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-time-is-it-gah.html' title='Impulse Blogging'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-6267615382828386474</id><published>2008-07-02T13:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:52:39.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I want those butterflies in my stomach whenever I see him. Heh. I think I'm going crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-6267615382828386474?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6267615382828386474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=6267615382828386474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/6267615382828386474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/6267615382828386474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-want-those-butterflies-in-my-stomach.html' title='Crazy for you'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-7423441454590161661</id><published>2008-07-01T08:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:52:53.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get well</title><content type='html'>I hate being sick but at the same time I love the fact that the boyfriend takes care of me. Gahaha. Corny shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-7423441454590161661?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7423441454590161661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=7423441454590161661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/7423441454590161661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/7423441454590161661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-hate-being-sick-but-at-same-time-i.html' title='Get well'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-8256058707605493326</id><published>2008-06-29T01:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:53:17.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner with friends</title><content type='html'>Gah! Hp battery died. Can't find a single charger. Whatever,yo! I'm too busy doing Molgen. Hahackz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, good good chillak session just now! Cookies from Marks&amp;amp;Spencer which was opened right after we paid. Tak tau sabar, tau! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at hawker, and then, aiyo, you guys can get me the two Alter Bridge albums... Gramophone has them.. Haha Okay3?&lt;br /&gt;Shared Belgian Chocolate with milk base, which was shiok giler. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chilled at macs while the kids ate. Gah. The future is scary! Deng, I know that if i do that right after I graduate from Poly, it's for the sake of the $$, and not the passion just yet. Oh we'll see.. And then I just HAD to embarrass myself about the bond thingg. Kiwak.. My face was so cramp lah.. thanks heh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left at 10.15. I Reached Home. At. Eleven. Chee the bus services at Eunos....!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright..&lt;br /&gt;Next time I'll be meeting the lovely people I met just now: Saturday..!! Flea flea flea!! Hahackz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-8256058707605493326?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8256058707605493326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=8256058707605493326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/8256058707605493326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/8256058707605493326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/06/gah-hp-battery-died.html' title='Dinner with friends'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-1316439244343241174</id><published>2008-06-28T16:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:53:47.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back again</title><content type='html'>:D Heh heh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-1316439244343241174?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1316439244343241174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=1316439244343241174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/1316439244343241174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/1316439244343241174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/06/d-heh-heh.html' title='Back again'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-8308055753347266167</id><published>2008-05-28T07:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:53:34.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meredith</title><content type='html'>There’s a clarity thing when you cross over the edge. There’s a moment when everything just melts away and you’re &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fearless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-8308055753347266167?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8308055753347266167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=8308055753347266167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/8308055753347266167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/8308055753347266167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/were-not-going-to-do-this.html' title='Meredith'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-2614523439715290822</id><published>2008-05-27T06:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:54:03.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vertical Horizon</title><content type='html'>Well it's not so bad.. You're only the best I ever had.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-2614523439715290822?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2614523439715290822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=2614523439715290822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/2614523439715290822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/2614523439715290822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/well-its-not-so-bad.html' title='Vertical Horizon'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-8647045508717979964</id><published>2008-05-25T19:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:36:30.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The weekend</title><content type='html'>"Happening" weekend, when term tests are just next week. Heh. I have papers on all 5 days, at 3.30-4.30pm. Yup, even on the Friday. Basketball!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to my weekend: It was (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know SOME people just can't wait to get their hands on the pictures: click on the link that says "memories". Thank you very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, went to Parkway with my sisters, met the boyfriend in the bus, terserempak with Evelyn. Haha. Still the same lah she! (: I left the sisters, and we went to Marina/Suntec area. Ran because the sun won't wait for us. Couldn't see the sun set. Deng..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SDlKjieKz7I/AAAAAAAAAuA/zxIyoDTiNrc/s1600-h/S7303920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SDlKjieKz7I/AAAAAAAAAuA/zxIyoDTiNrc/s320/S7303920.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204272818812538802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best things in life are free (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SDlKjyeKz8I/AAAAAAAAAuI/fPUWr8tGZ48/s1600-h/S7303925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SDlKjyeKz8I/AAAAAAAAAuI/fPUWr8tGZ48/s320/S7303925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204272823107506114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where you lead, I will follow.. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-8647045508717979964?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8647045508717979964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=8647045508717979964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/8647045508717979964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/8647045508717979964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/happening-weekend-when-term-tests-are.html' title='The weekend'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SDlKjieKz7I/AAAAAAAAAuA/zxIyoDTiNrc/s72-c/S7303920.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-9047908959426807039</id><published>2008-05-24T07:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:55:50.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>livejournal.com</title><content type='html'>I'm tired. I want to shop (GREAT SINGAPORE SALE, YO!). I need to unwind. I want my alone time. I want to mengehang with the gang (Rann, June and Ria having holidays already! !!!) I want I want I want. Urgh. I need to study, shit......!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhh!! Term tests are coming! :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shitty feeling, go away!! It's like art room feeling but 10 times worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk ah.........!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frustratinggggg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna revert back to LJ again, like soooon! blogger was nice while it lasted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-9047908959426807039?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/9047908959426807039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=9047908959426807039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/9047908959426807039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/9047908959426807039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-tired.html' title='livejournal.com'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-3749694267725877289</id><published>2008-05-23T07:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:56:07.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kinder Bueno</title><content type='html'>I'm getting SICK of chocolates!!! :D Bagus, sarah, BAGUS!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-3749694267725877289?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3749694267725877289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=3749694267725877289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/3749694267725877289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/3749694267725877289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-getting-sick-of-chocolates-d-bagus.html' title='Kinder Bueno'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-2343016033855304129</id><published>2008-05-22T21:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:36:30.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation Day (for him)</title><content type='html'>He looked so fucking hot today omg! *melts* hahaha okay only when he was in his formal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SDV_ICeKz5I/AAAAAAAAAtw/aiWlByL6Yvk/s1600-h/S7303826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SDV_ICeKz5I/AAAAAAAAAtw/aiWlByL6Yvk/s320/S7303826.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203204720575565714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was candid. hot, kan? ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SDV_JCeKz6I/AAAAAAAAAt4/Q6CWIiC-2v8/s1600-h/S7303827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SDV_JCeKz6I/AAAAAAAAAt4/Q6CWIiC-2v8/s320/S7303827.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203204737755434914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah ♥ taufiq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm so damn fricking proud of him, and I was so happy that I gave him excess of what I normally give until he went like, "ok enough, enough!" . Heh. ;)&lt;br /&gt;Won't happen again, duuuude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, today was eating day! Sugar overload, I swear..! 2 Snickers, 1 Kinder Bueno, slice of cake from itas, PLUS I ate &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rice&lt;/span&gt; again this week. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Must&lt;/span&gt; be his influence.. *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I needed it lah, was soo tired during MOLGEN, and then I slept until I drooled (OMG what's with me and drooling when I fall asleep these days!) on my hand during maths lect. I was quite awake during BIOPHYSICS . That &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; happens, yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, can't wait for tmr! But the blaaardy thing at 12pm is such a spoiler! and I still have to do the damn circuitCAM in SCHOOL before that. cheeeee-ken backside. They're meeting at 9.30, I think I'll go later, like waaay later, since I'm accompanying him to the ICA building..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MK's birthday party tmr. Theme: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NERDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-2343016033855304129?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2343016033855304129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=2343016033855304129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/2343016033855304129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/2343016033855304129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/he-looked-so-fucking-hot-today-omg.html' title='Graduation Day (for him)'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SDV_ICeKz5I/AAAAAAAAAtw/aiWlByL6Yvk/s72-c/S7303826.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-9068769906209191322</id><published>2008-05-22T06:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:36:31.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ellen</title><content type='html'>Wednesday! (: Stayed in school after law to take picture2 with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ZARIFAH ADILAH BTE ZAINOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, as promised. *cis cake!, she was wearing &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ELLEN &lt;/span&gt;clothes underneath her &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOWN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;but the shoes... cool ah eh! Not something Ellen would use, though HAHA! :D :D*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chey, dah graduate sey! Mine,wait long long !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terserempak with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Feeq&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Antonio&lt;/span&gt;! Wahahah! Dah lama tak jumpa! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SDSnwnsOVjI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/FijDssdFhYU/s1600-h/S7303796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SDSnwnsOVjI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/FijDssdFhYU/s320/S7303796.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202967923249796658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shy lah konon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SDSnxHsOVkI/AAAAAAAAAtY/v8yZzMQ8sjw/s1600-h/S7303797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SDSnxHsOVkI/AAAAAAAAAtY/v8yZzMQ8sjw/s320/S7303797.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202967931839731266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! Haven't taken pics with her in a longggggg time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SDSnyHsOVlI/AAAAAAAAAtg/FoXgCuf-Wes/s1600-h/S7303798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SDSnyHsOVlI/AAAAAAAAAtg/FoXgCuf-Wes/s320/S7303798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202967949019600466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER EH HARRY POTTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SDSnynsOVmI/AAAAAAAAAto/-cBTbOl3xh0/s1600-h/S7303799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SDSnynsOVmI/AAAAAAAAAto/-cBTbOl3xh0/s320/S7303799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202967957609535074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classic face, forever and ever, man! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, congratulations, yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, it's his turn!! :)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-9068769906209191322?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/9068769906209191322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=9068769906209191322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/9068769906209191322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/9068769906209191322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/wednesday-stayed-in-school-after-law-to.html' title='Ellen'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SDSnwnsOVjI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/FijDssdFhYU/s72-c/S7303796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-932030701669951653</id><published>2008-05-20T07:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:36:31.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We love the East Coast</title><content type='html'>Oh boy, yesterday was one of those (: (: days! First, I see Razak's&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; parents&lt;/span&gt; instead of her. Sheesh!! Decided to have our breakfast at ECP, so I bought prata. By the time we reached the beach, it was what time alr? Rented bike from 11.35-1.35.. Ah.. As usual, to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Bedok Jetty&lt;/span&gt;, on the way, reminiscing the old times and old places&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat there, and emo-ed with Secondhand Serenade (thanks heh!) and a bit of 3 Doors Down. The sun was directly above us, lah! And.. we got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;burned&lt;/span&gt;. Bodoh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SDILmXsOVhI/AAAAAAAAAtA/PRqN9tpG7tU/s1600-h/Riaa171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SDILmXsOVhI/AAAAAAAAAtA/PRqN9tpG7tU/s320/Riaa171.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202233273388783122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami berkawan sejak darjah satu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SDILm3sOViI/AAAAAAAAAtI/ynPWjDMPNa4/s1600-h/Riaa170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SDILm3sOViI/AAAAAAAAAtI/ynPWjDMPNa4/s320/Riaa170.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202233281978717730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OMG WHY MY FOREHEAD SO SHINY!! LOL"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Returned bikes, slacked at Macs for air con, got a big gulp and walked to the 36 bus stop. Changed at the airport, studied at Burger King with fries and hershey's sundae pie, and then, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RANDOMLY &lt;/span&gt;decided to go to.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Mustafa.&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to get the price of my watch. I want to get it before my birthday, ah.. I have some $ in the bank, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;(IF ONLY DIANA BTE ADNAN DIDN'T TAKE $30 FROM ME YET AH.. IT WOULD TAKE A MUCH SHORTER TIME TO GET IT)&lt;/span&gt; so yeah, can.. And and and I'm excited for her to get her camera, sey! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, then the usual place for dinner (we were fricking budget lah!), 65 home. Waited for her 55 at my place there, and then.. home by 2145hrs. Body aching. LOL. Kental lah..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, had fun, managed to get our work done (aka I finally understood Biophysics, she managed to do a few essays),  and have plans for Wednesday. Baik ah!! :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-932030701669951653?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/932030701669951653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=932030701669951653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/932030701669951653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/932030701669951653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-boy-yesterday-was-one-of-those-days.html' title='We love the East Coast'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SDILmXsOVhI/AAAAAAAAAtA/PRqN9tpG7tU/s72-c/Riaa171.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-2738889742593765664</id><published>2008-05-19T08:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:57:17.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 'rents are back, the 'rents are back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)I was late to meet them at the airport. :(&lt;br /&gt;2)They waited, and the initial plan was to eat there together but once my dad heard &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;sambal tumis telur, (+ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RICE&lt;/strong&gt;),&lt;/span&gt; they went home to eat. Sheesh (kebab) - yeah they had lots of them over there.&lt;br /&gt;3)Popeye's with him and the sisters. They used my stuff again. Blardy hell! HAH!&lt;br /&gt;4)TM for his milkshake + toy's R us&lt;br /&gt;5) :)&lt;br /&gt;6) HOME!&lt;br /&gt;7) Jumped on my mama to hug her when I saw her&lt;br /&gt;8) Talk2 for sooooooo long, asked about my jacket, told her about the sign i wanted to make for her when she came back (she laugheddd like siao. haha!), saw the bags; cool ah, not bad.&lt;br /&gt;9) Bathed&lt;br /&gt;10)Continued talking when I was still just in my towel. LOL&lt;br /&gt;11)Dropped hints about him&lt;br /&gt;12)ASKED HER ABOUT GOING TO RIA'S KAMPUNG THIS JUNE AND SHE APPROVED, JUST THAT I HAVE TO ASK MY DAD! (when he's in a good mood. which means, i think for 2 weeks i'll go to school, and come home immediately, and do more housework and water his plants haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, it's 8.34. I haven't bathed yet, and am supposed to meet ria at 9. Msged her when I woke up, asking if she's already up ,but so far, no reply yet. hmm... i take my time eh, AhMinah? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, have a great day at work today, &lt;em&gt;duuuude!&lt;/em&gt; Sarah ♥ you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-2738889742593765664?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2738889742593765664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=2738889742593765664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/2738889742593765664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/2738889742593765664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/rents-are-back-rents-are-back-1i-was.html' title='The &apos;rents are back, the &apos;rents are back!'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-378203417243920776</id><published>2008-05-17T16:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:36:31.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIS</title><content type='html'>THANKS HEH RIA RAZIANY RAZAK... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANAK DARA WAKE UP AT 2PM!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ape sey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok nvm, at least we're meeting for dinner later. Finally...!!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;East Coast&lt;/span&gt;(: heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SC6VjnsOVgI/AAAAAAAAAs4/t8c-wsDWQWE/s1600-h/musketeers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SC6VjnsOVgI/AAAAAAAAAs4/t8c-wsDWQWE/s320/musketeers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201259058841933314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;East Coast East Coast East Coast! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-378203417243920776?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/378203417243920776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=378203417243920776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/378203417243920776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/378203417243920776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/thanks-heh-ria-raziany-razak.html' title='TGIS'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SC6VjnsOVgI/AAAAAAAAAs4/t8c-wsDWQWE/s72-c/musketeers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-467223791946029145</id><published>2008-05-17T08:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:58:19.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 doors down - 3 doors down</title><content type='html'>I'm loving the new 3 Doors Down album. Siape nak, sila beli sendiri. haha! Fave song: Your Arms Feel Like Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I think i've walked too close to love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; And now i'm falling in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Theres so many things this weary soul can't take &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Maybe you just caught me by surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; The first time that i looked into your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; There's a life inside of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; That i can feel again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; It's the only thing that takes me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Where i've never been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; I don't care if i lost everything that i have known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; It don't matter where i lay my head tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Your arms feel like home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Feel like home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; This life aint the fairy tale we both thought it would be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i can see your smiling face as it's staring back at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; I know we both see these changes now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; I know we both understand somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-467223791946029145?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/467223791946029145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=467223791946029145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/467223791946029145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/467223791946029145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-loving-new-3-doors-down-album.html' title='3 doors down - 3 doors down'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-5577636839492457532</id><published>2008-05-16T09:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:58:34.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Score</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Duuuuuuuude&lt;/span&gt; you saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt; side of me! HAHAHA! I was fricking high like a shit laaa! (: So now you know, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And uh huh I'm good, aren't I? I know I am.. For your sake, I won't write about it here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say: Taufiq - 547343 Sarah - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ONE leh! ONE! It's a start.. I learned from the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-5577636839492457532?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5577636839492457532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=5577636839492457532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/5577636839492457532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/5577636839492457532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/duuuuuuuude-you-saw-that-side-of-me.html' title='Score'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-1645039429847045954</id><published>2008-05-14T07:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:36:32.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SCooF3sOVeI/AAAAAAAAAso/Zjbx_-gmUpA/s1600-h/160193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SCooF3sOVeI/AAAAAAAAAso/Zjbx_-gmUpA/s320/160193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200012801066554850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Nural turned 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SCooGHsOVfI/AAAAAAAAAsw/t4VhtHRhp4s/s1600-h/260793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SCooGHsOVfI/AAAAAAAAAsw/t4VhtHRhp4s/s320/260793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200012805361522162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was teaching me how to ride, but now, I can cycle and she can't. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SCooF3sOVdI/AAAAAAAAAsg/-I8ClaUQD_U/s1600-h/110694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SCooF3sOVdI/AAAAAAAAAsg/-I8ClaUQD_U/s320/110694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200012801066554834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my mama.. Ma.. no food at home leh.. ):&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/17767760-1645039429847045954?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1645039429847045954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=1645039429847045954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/1645039429847045954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/1645039429847045954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/when-nural-turned-4-she-was-teaching-me.html' title='Baby pictures'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SCooF3sOVeI/AAAAAAAAAso/Zjbx_-gmUpA/s72-c/160193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-7187085958346391330</id><published>2008-05-14T00:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:59:06.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Littlest things</title><content type='html'>I got three of my favourite things today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Caramel Macchiato&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chocolate of a Thousand Leaves cake (thanks, hun!),&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;and of course.. him.. (: HAHA. ok LOL &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;corny shite&lt;/span&gt;, no no, i was walking ard and zomg SALE! so i bought stuffs..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;:D :D&lt;br /&gt;Girls, pe.. Got money (for now), spend spend spend! Haha! I swear, I have to break my coins bank some time soon,yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bumped into &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Junaidah Lio&lt;/span&gt; at starbucks!She had been studying for 3hrs sia.. crazy ass! OIT SEE U SOON LAH EH! oh yah, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Kak Nura&lt;/span&gt; also! So long since I last saw her....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..&lt;br /&gt;studied, met him, chilled.. called/msged random ppl cos he said smth in Mandarin that i didn't know, and he refused to tell me, so i asked ppl, immediately! LOL. thanks heh... (:&lt;br /&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/17767760-7187085958346391330?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7187085958346391330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=7187085958346391330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/7187085958346391330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/7187085958346391330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-learning-how-to-eat-fast-timed.html' title='Littlest things'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-2874734775742717731</id><published>2008-05-13T01:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:59:24.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Don't take too long to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; "I love you" to the ones you love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;'cause time has a habit of slipping away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Out on a clear blue sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; when lighting strikes on a sunny day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; just take me in and keep me from the rain&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; And the words that seem so hard to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; come out when you've gone away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; stay a little while and hear me say&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; That I want you here tonight, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; and I need you by my side,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; for just one more moment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; for just one more moment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you: I'll try a lot harder. Actions speak louder than words, I'm aware of that, and because of this, I want to prove to you that I can.. Just wait a little, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I try to make my way to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;But still I feel so lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I don't know what else I can do&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Don't give up on me yet&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget who I am&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not there yet&lt;br /&gt;But don't let me stay here alone&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ ,Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-2874734775742717731?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2874734775742717731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=2874734775742717731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/2874734775742717731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/2874734775742717731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/dont-take-too-long-to-say-i-love-you-to.html' title='Love songs'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-3391441878253112561</id><published>2008-05-11T06:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:59:42.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;=.. Hmm.. I saw Lutfi there! at Siloso! Sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so I was with him the whole time. We walked to his favourite spot, took a break for his pedas like hell sandwiches(tom yum tuna is better, yo! right, chillak-a?!!) + my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; AND &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;GREEN&lt;/span&gt; biscuits &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We dropped by Coffeebean where I bumped into my &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;03 freshies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Blame Wyman for being so damn blaaardy tall!), and I met his manager.. :) Coool lady, yo! With tropical punch iced tea in hand, we walked to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Palawan&lt;/span&gt;, where I brought him to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; favourite spot. We walked back from there, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chilled, took our things, walked&lt;em&gt; slowly&lt;/em&gt; back to his spot where there was a wedding going on (cool, or what!)) Intended to watch the sunset, but the clouds were blocking the sun.. BOO!Went to Vivo, changed, and chilled at Level3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought my sister's chocolate, and his chicken rice, and we met up with the rest of the group after that.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TONE&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;was there, so it was ok.. :D I saw the 03, so I went up to them to play the "errrrrr" game. HAHA I purposely took damn long to think laaa! You all think i dunno how to play, issit! sheesh! and they wanted to play with the FAs, so they came over. Hahackz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I left with him because he knew I was getting sleepy.. 65 home and I was filled with so many different emotions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the most touching thing he did was to call me up at 6.30 because he knew I was quite angry at myself for not being able to wake up on time on Friday. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I will not die, I'll wait here for you. I feel alive, &lt;strong&gt;when you're beside me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;And I just wanna Thank You.. For giving me the best day of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Just to be with you, is having the best day of my life.&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-3391441878253112561?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3391441878253112561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=3391441878253112561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/3391441878253112561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/3391441878253112561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/sentosa-gathering.html' title='Sentosa'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-1463033194041743577</id><published>2008-05-10T08:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T17:02:36.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>co-organiser</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIE FRESHMAN GATHERING: COOLEST SHITE EVERRRR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Came to school at 10.30, meeting at the clubroom, guitar playing, preparations, collect lunch, blah blah blah, get ready.. Registration took longer than expected, but it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't in charge of any stations, so I was walking/running from&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; engine to SAA&lt;/span&gt; and back to take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't intend to get wet at the Final Clash, but because I have such &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;nice&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;friends, I got it a little.. THANKS! Went upstairs with him to see the kids from on top, and I was so happy that the Freshies were having &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so &lt;/span&gt;much fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back downstairs to just sit down, but was called to the playing area, so I went, slid, and kena sabo-ed like siao. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;CHEE~!!&lt;/span&gt; I was &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;DRENCHED &lt;/span&gt;from head to toe so I came up to him, and he got wet a little.. and then, got a little more from Jing Ling, because I was holding on to him so that he wouldn't run! HAHA! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala, he went off to change, we distributed t-shirts, packed up, had a mass debrief, followed by our own debrief, slacked a while, changed, slacked again for God knows how long because Hafiz and Khy were playing songs that I knew, and I just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;had &lt;/span&gt;to sing along!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then at night.. I was really tired, but last night was worth it.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it's nice for someone to tell you what's in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; heart&lt;br /&gt;Because I know that someone cares so much, to listen, to encourage me&lt;br /&gt;Because I want to let go of the past - I need to&lt;br /&gt;Because I will try to promise not to do it again, something I could never even say to anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Because he saw the sparkle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Because I'm falling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-1463033194041743577?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1463033194041743577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=1463033194041743577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/1463033194041743577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/1463033194041743577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/bie-freshman-gathering-coolest-shite.html' title='co-organiser'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-1880825174574349474</id><published>2008-05-10T00:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T17:00:03.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Linkin Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Sometimes I remember&lt;br /&gt;The darkness of my past&lt;br /&gt;Bringing back these memories&lt;br /&gt;I wish I didn’t have&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think of letting go&lt;br /&gt;And never looking back&lt;br /&gt;And never moving forward so&lt;br /&gt;There would never be a past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;definition of Amazing. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/17767760-1880825174574349474?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1880825174574349474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=1880825174574349474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/1880825174574349474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/1880825174574349474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/sometimes-i-remember-darkness-of-my.html' title='Linkin Park'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-1055918712357760795</id><published>2008-05-09T07:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:36:32.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to school</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SCOPsw2BGrI/AAAAAAAAAr4/GB26Z0-wF6E/s1600-h/Sarah005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SCOPsw2BGrI/AAAAAAAAAr4/GB26Z0-wF6E/s320/Sarah005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198156394104167090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;green and pink, lethal colours for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SCOPtg2BGsI/AAAAAAAAAsA/zIRsooNpuxk/s1600-h/Sarah006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SCOPtg2BGsI/AAAAAAAAAsA/zIRsooNpuxk/s320/Sarah006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198156406989068994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;best friend&lt;/span&gt; and i during netfund! haha. nothing better to do eh, best friend? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SCOPtw2BGtI/AAAAAAAAAsI/haAZiSRxEbs/s1600-h/Sarah017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SCOPtw2BGtI/AAAAAAAAAsI/haAZiSRxEbs/s320/Sarah017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198156411284036306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The green is really damn nice lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SCOPuA2BGuI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/fHzPOR4N7Ak/s1600-h/Sarah018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SCOPuA2BGuI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/fHzPOR4N7Ak/s320/Sarah018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198156415579003618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! because i didn't want to pay attention during biophysics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SCOP7Q2BGvI/AAAAAAAAAsY/-Q39tuOd7tI/s1600-h/Sarah020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SCOP7Q2BGvI/AAAAAAAAAsY/-Q39tuOd7tI/s320/Sarah020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198156643212270322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Fang, idiotic cereal-chocolate-stealer being idiotic. HAHA. APE SIA! FREE HAIRDRYER AH??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's good, yo! Great, actually (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-1055918712357760795?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1055918712357760795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=1055918712357760795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/1055918712357760795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/1055918712357760795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/green-and-pink-lethal-colours-for-some.html' title='Back to school'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SCOPsw2BGrI/AAAAAAAAAr4/GB26Z0-wF6E/s72-c/Sarah005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-2982852563542180436</id><published>2008-05-09T07:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T17:00:47.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Find Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" id="lyrics"&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; So many nights trying to hide it&lt;br /&gt;But now I stay awake just pleading for more&lt;br /&gt;To think this heart was divided&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing sleep cause I can't ignore&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Feeling your touch all around&lt;br /&gt;Peacefully hearing the sound&lt;br /&gt;Of silence around us, so glad we found us this way&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find me, here in your arms&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm wondering where you've always been&lt;br /&gt;Blindly, I came to you&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you'd breathe new life from within &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Can't get enough of you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; I want to be where you are&lt;br /&gt;In times of need I just want you to stay&lt;br /&gt;I leave a note on your car&lt;br /&gt;When I can't find the right words to say&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Hearing your voice all around&lt;br /&gt;The last place we're going is down&lt;br /&gt;I'll blindly follow knowing you're leading the way &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; With you in time&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing else&lt;br /&gt;My life stands still&lt;br /&gt;You are the will that makes me strong&lt;br /&gt;Make me strong&lt;br /&gt;If ever alone in this world I know I'll always&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Find me, here in your arms&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm wondering where you've always been&lt;br /&gt;Blindly, I came to you&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you'd breathe new life from within&lt;br /&gt;You sleep, here in my arms&lt;br /&gt;Where the world just shuts down for awhile&lt;br /&gt;Blindly, you came to me&lt;br /&gt;Finding peace and belief in this smile&lt;br /&gt;Find some peace and belief in this smile &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Can't get enough of you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-2982852563542180436?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2982852563542180436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=2982852563542180436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/2982852563542180436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/2982852563542180436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-many-nights-trying-to-hide-it-but.html' title='Find Me'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-177245316505551267</id><published>2008-05-07T05:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T17:01:10.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Past</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Do you care if I, dont know what to say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Will you sleep tonight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Or will you think of me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Will I shake this off, pretend its all okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;That there's someone out there who feels just like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;There is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;aiyo.. Ria's entry on chillak-a makes me miss KC and our past a hell lot more laa.. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Red=Ria's entry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Green = my input. heh heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i miss hanging out and 'mengehang' like there's no tmr..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;( yeah.. parkway lah, library lah (lol so sec2!), and in sec 4, bedok.. haha! sheesh!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i miss going to parkway every single day and buying bubble tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(loyal customers, sia! i remember the &lt;strong&gt;chocolate milk tea&lt;/strong&gt; phase, and june's disgusting strawberry milk tea!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i miss standing near the traffic light at PP deciding where we want to eat!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(CLASSIC, OI! &lt;strong&gt;every.single.time!&lt;/strong&gt; haha!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i miss being so lame and retarded. (not like im not now..haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(:P Doesnt apply to me. hahaha!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i miss lepaking at ECP and sitting at the breakwater catching those little 'molecules!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(fun times!!! i miss it so! :( )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i miss the morning breakfast in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(haha mee goreng!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i miss watching movies at dinie's hse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;( :( yeah, man! eh btw, she MSN-ed with me last night inviting us to her place.. whole gang, au!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i miss baking at Diy's hse!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;( hell yeahz!! DIYYY AKU NAK LASAGNA!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i miss cycling around spore using rented bikes! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(hahahha! I WILL NEVER FORGET THAT! I still have that scar on my knee when I lost control of my bike and fell outside the dang petrol station at TKGS/TKSS there, and we had practically NO money but somehow you guys managed to come out with just enough to get me a few plasters.. aiyo so touching! haha!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i miss art room feeling.right dian and sarah..? (muttons in the morning heh.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(RIGHT, minah razak!!!! "oh i wish i was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair.." classic lah siaaaa!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i miss going to our usual corner at MPH to sleep or (ehm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(hell yeahz! Borders is so different.. no nice corners to just take one &lt;strong&gt;interesting&lt;/strong&gt; book and flip through it together..)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Sighs.. &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/17767760-177245316505551267?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/177245316505551267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=177245316505551267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/177245316505551267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/177245316505551267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/do-you-care-if-i-dont-know-what-to-say.html' title='The Past'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-30243427761687213</id><published>2008-05-06T04:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T17:01:28.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missing friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;When all that you wanted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And all that you have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't seem so much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;For you to hold on to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;For you to hold on to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hold on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;HELLO I MISS THE CHILLAK-A!!!!! Let's go out sooooon laaaaa!!!! :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-30243427761687213?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/30243427761687213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=30243427761687213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/30243427761687213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/30243427761687213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/when-all-that-you-wanted-and-all-that.html' title='missing friends'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-8521641138222894359</id><published>2008-05-05T22:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:36:33.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secondary School</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And im feeling nostalgic tonight, that I... read my archives, on both buriedwreckage and zexystud. emptygreyskies.. not yet ah eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories from Sec 4 days.. I miss it so damn much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, today in history: TERSEREMPAK WITH &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NURDIYANAH BTE ABDULLAH SHAFI'IE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (amek kau, full name! hahackz!) after 57490243years! Sheeesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SB8YeFyQcrI/AAAAAAAAAq4/bATa64dp1NQ/s1600-h/The+16s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196899400236954290" style="" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SB8YeFyQcrI/AAAAAAAAAq4/bATa64dp1NQ/s320/The+16s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we first2 wore it out, scratch-free, dirt-free, taken at Parkway's bus stop. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SB8YeVyQcsI/AAAAAAAAArA/r5GgZcg_BuU/s1600-h/Dream+Man+%28Sarah%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196899404531921602" style="" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SB8YeVyQcsI/AAAAAAAAArA/r5GgZcg_BuU/s320/Dream+Man+%28Sarah%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SB8YelyQctI/AAAAAAAAArI/cGFxOqKUtXs/s1600-h/Dream+Man+%28Diy%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I &lt;3 href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SB8dT1yQcxI/AAAAAAAAAro/yDikIsX1Ws8/s1600-h/05092006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196904721701434130" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SB8dT1yQcxI/AAAAAAAAAro/yDikIsX1Ws8/s320/05092006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After studying at Diy's, we had our candelight dinner. romantic nye....! HAHA! feezaaaa! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SB8YelyQcuI/AAAAAAAAArQ/uBxnP3cU24Q/s1600-h/Gang+Members.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196899408826888930" style="" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SB8YelyQcuI/AAAAAAAAArQ/uBxnP3cU24Q/s320/Gang+Members.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habis, Razak's bio book! Dah lah the cover page missing, kene vandalised by dinie pulak..! LOL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SB8Ye1yQcvI/AAAAAAAAArY/dgyP3EeknhU/s1600-h/The+Mark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196899413121856242" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SB8Ye1yQcvI/AAAAAAAAArY/dgyP3EeknhU/s320/The+Mark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mark in the art room!!! for that, i got a 6?? cheeeeee-ken! Siape lagi dapat 6? See picture below.. HAHA! Deng!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SB8c01yQcwI/AAAAAAAAArg/Yd-eiDiGuPc/s1600-h/S7302991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196904189125489410" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SB8c01yQcwI/AAAAAAAAArg/Yd-eiDiGuPc/s320/S7302991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okie, my trip down memory lane ends here, or else i'll just go on and on......(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-8521641138222894359?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8521641138222894359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=8521641138222894359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/8521641138222894359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/8521641138222894359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/amazing_05.html' title='Secondary School'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SB8YeFyQcrI/AAAAAAAAAq4/bATa64dp1NQ/s72-c/The+16s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-291284827026021422</id><published>2008-05-05T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T01:12:41.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Amazing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-291284827026021422?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/291284827026021422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=291284827026021422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/291284827026021422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/291284827026021422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/amazing.html' title=''/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-3679541604673012036</id><published>2008-05-03T23:39:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:36:34.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Ties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was goood! Met Phat, Luppi and Faheem at&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; Parkway&lt;/span&gt;. My sisters went to repair phone (HAH!!) while we chose moooovies at &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;video ezy&lt;/span&gt;. 48 to our &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Grandfather's road&lt;/span&gt;.. And remember Monday's entry I made fun of Kental because he was having Nasi Lemak (of all things) there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. I had it today. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But only because Fatsoil's mee soto stall aunty was having PMS and didn't want to cook anymore Mee Soto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Grr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moved over to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Island Creamery &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(duh!), and then, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;an HOUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; long bus ride back to the east.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tampines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to be exact.. Urgh..! Crashed at Phat's place, and we watched &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Doll Master&lt;/span&gt;, half of &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mrs Doubtfire&lt;/span&gt; (half because we were playing with their new kitten in Phat's/Khairin's room, and alot of fast-forwarding on &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Sister Act.&lt;/span&gt; while having stars pasta for dinner that Khairin whipped up. I'm having a stomachache now. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh speaking of, she's gonna get her lesen soon lah ok! I'm so jealous! She's got car alr, and in 2 weeks, if she can pass, Motor pulak!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pushing 2200hrs, so we left.. Dang if only we could stay over! But noo... Mad class tmr.. sheesh kepeesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SByTOlyQclI/AAAAAAAAAqI/bTghq92uvjo/s1600-h/S7303410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196189948949066322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SByTOlyQclI/AAAAAAAAAqI/bTghq92uvjo/s320/S7303410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Girls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SByTPFyQcmI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/_giT4L7zpSA/s1600-h/S7303422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196189957539000930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SByTPFyQcmI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/_giT4L7zpSA/s320/S7303422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lutfi, Sarah; 1990 kids; St Pats vs KC; TP-IIT vs TP-ENG! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SByTPVyQcnI/AAAAAAAAAqY/FZ6c2ED9Ocs/s1600-h/S7303426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196189961833968242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SByTPVyQcnI/AAAAAAAAAqY/FZ6c2ED9Ocs/s320/S7303426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toldja it's our grandfather's road!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SByTPlyQcoI/AAAAAAAAAqg/5FEyETlpFXE/s1600-h/S7303473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196189966128935554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SByTPlyQcoI/AAAAAAAAAqg/5FEyETlpFXE/s320/S7303473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Island Creamery :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SByTP1yQcpI/AAAAAAAAAqo/xuZXku8V_r0/s1600-h/S7303489.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SByUP1yQcqI/AAAAAAAAAqw/K76Z-M47pEQ/s1600-h/S7303515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196191069935530658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SByUP1yQcqI/AAAAAAAAAqw/K76Z-M47pEQ/s320/S7303515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meow meow (: i like!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-3679541604673012036?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3679541604673012036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=3679541604673012036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/3679541604673012036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/3679541604673012036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-was-goood-met-phat-luppi-and.html' title='Family Ties'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SByTOlyQclI/AAAAAAAAAqI/bTghq92uvjo/s72-c/S7303410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-6020300970844142925</id><published>2008-05-02T00:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:36:34.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Labour Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SByGE1yQcVI/AAAAAAAAAoI/OlGbBN-DPwA/s1600-h/I701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196175487794180434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SByGE1yQcVI/AAAAAAAAAoI/OlGbBN-DPwA/s320/I701.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SByGFVyQcWI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/Yz7yDfmm924/s1600-h/sarah2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196175496384115042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SByGFVyQcWI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/Yz7yDfmm924/s320/sarah2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class outing with 7 people turning up.. It's a start, though! Aku, Fang, Wayne, James, Jun Liang, Ashwini and Khyrul. We made history! Hahaha. Haji Lane for dinner/lunch at Mosi Cafe while watching Miss USA (the food was gooood, leh!), Suntec for IRONMAN! which was cooooooolshite, and then lepak for a while at Esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in a day.. Not bad lah eyh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh HAH! Liverpool fans.. HAHAHAHA! Kental..! I haven't msged the kental to gloat yet! 21st May!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-6020300970844142925?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6020300970844142925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=6020300970844142925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/6020300970844142925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/6020300970844142925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/class-outing-with-7-people-turning-up.html' title='Labour Day'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SByGE1yQcVI/AAAAAAAAAoI/OlGbBN-DPwA/s72-c/I701.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-9017089039697480233</id><published>2008-04-30T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T17:03:50.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crushing</title><content type='html'>Short wednesday. Literally, because it WAS short, and that I terserempak with DIAN at ITAS. Heh heh.. diam2 je lah eh! &lt;br /&gt;and then, bumped into Nessa and Carine (the two idiots who seem so damn free on a wed afternoon!) when I was rushing for law. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impromptu dinner with June and Razak just now. Impromptu because I didn't know wth minah was msging me about, that I had to call her for confirmation.. Cis! Parkway it was! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did our thing at Macs, and off we went. Cos we're meeting tmr, and definitely our TGIF! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNOUNCEMENT: I701 class outing (I still can't get over the fact that we're having one!) tomorrow.. 1.30pm cos &lt;em&gt;class rep &lt;/em&gt;says so.. Bugis.. LOL.. Sorry, just have to put it up because we're making history, people! HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and Liverpool/Chelsea! Bring it on! (: Haha. since when am I sooooo informed about soccer?? Must be.. the elmo dude(s) who keeps saying Man U will lose against Barca blah blah blah. An jing! (keep quiet!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, long enough.. SEEYA (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th of May, come quick!!!! Haha.. Busted sia.. Oh well... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-9017089039697480233?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/9017089039697480233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=9017089039697480233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/9017089039697480233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/9017089039697480233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/04/short-wednesday.html' title='Crushing'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-9162614018993574049</id><published>2008-04-30T07:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:36:34.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>say hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SBe0f1yQcTI/AAAAAAAAAnY/8nKPskBd4As/s1600-h/30toair041408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SBe0f1yQcTI/AAAAAAAAAnY/8nKPskBd4As/s320/30toair041408.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194819154301972786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After so long....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got down to watching my recorded Ellen :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh yah, say hello to Kental. My point exactly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SBe1PVyQcUI/AAAAAAAAAng/vbOfLjDVCo4/s1600-h/Sarah006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SBe1PVyQcUI/AAAAAAAAAng/vbOfLjDVCo4/s320/Sarah006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194819970345759042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-9162614018993574049?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/9162614018993574049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=9162614018993574049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/9162614018993574049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/9162614018993574049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/04/after-so-long.html' title='say hello'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SBe0f1yQcTI/AAAAAAAAAnY/8nKPskBd4As/s72-c/30toair041408.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-7526531728393324633</id><published>2008-04-28T21:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T17:04:30.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i like ice cream,too</title><content type='html'>Today felt like sucha long day because of MOLGEN at 8 am, and so, my day went from clear to blue in that 4hrs. Haha. Lunch at ITAS, and was informed of quite disturbing news.. Oh god, that girl has&lt;strong&gt; DESPERATE LESBO&lt;/strong&gt; tattooed on her forehead.. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;RUN, best friend, run!!....!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Hahackz! Oh, I feel mean.. But seriously, these kinda people... Steer clear of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie dokie, train-ed to DOVER (you owe me big time!), bus-ed to &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my grandfather's road&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for nasi lemak LOL lameeee.... and then slacked at &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Island Creamery!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Caramel bakar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is goood! kan kan kan! Explored Serene Centre (&lt;em&gt;IF &lt;/em&gt;you  can call it that, what with practically all the shops closed?), and then 66 home, where zomg lameness galore! Let's go, T-O go? I was amused.. NOT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're soaring, flying.. There's not a star in heaven that we can't reach..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the lyrics already! Jom let's sing!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool last-minute random day, yo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-7526531728393324633?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7526531728393324633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=7526531728393324633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/7526531728393324633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/7526531728393324633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-felt-like-sucha-long-day-because.html' title='i like ice cream,too'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-8588276807291775908</id><published>2008-04-27T19:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:36:34.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back there</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SBRk7lyQcSI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/poiN_j6KXP0/s1600-h/Relakumenanti%5B1%5D.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193887245182988578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SBRk7lyQcSI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/poiN_j6KXP0/s320/Relakumenanti%5B1%5D.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first week of school kinda flew by.. Familiar faces,and even more familiar behaviour from the same few people. Ash finally passed me the book that she bought for me! I waited more than a month for it? But thanks, minah chi! I'll pay you back in wang Ringgit. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, all i can say is that i look forward to Fridays and Saturdays with the gang. Because I don't have school on Fridays (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after yesterday, I don't ever want to touch sausages/mashed potatoes for like.... ever! Lol.. eeeeks! Boycott Simpang on match days! There will be practically NO seats, Your orders will be forgotten HAHA and ppl will make fun of you LOL. Baik ah minah Razak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahackz! Ok, back to school tmr! 8-3 cos there's no Netfund lecture in the afternoon! (: 3 day week, longgg weekend for us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-8588276807291775908?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8588276807291775908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=8588276807291775908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/8588276807291775908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/8588276807291775908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/04/first-week-of-school-kinda-flew-by.html' title='Back there'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SBRk7lyQcSI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/poiN_j6KXP0/s72-c/Relakumenanti%5B1%5D.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-8072549173693018906</id><published>2008-04-23T05:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T17:05:26.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Decay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My favourite GSE song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well you turn when i talk, run when i walk, rise when i fall, burn when i shiver, smile when i frown, go when i come around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you twist when i shout, in when im out, there when im here, why do i bother?laugh when im down, whine when i make a sound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it's Sunday, it's Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it's bloody everyday, you got me wanting out the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it's something, no it's nothing, yeah it's everything you believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you know i've heard it all before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;when im near you, when i need you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yeah that's when you're furthest away, what would it take to make you stay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;there's someone, there's no one, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well it seems like everyone got to see you yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yeah it's Sunday, no its Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh it's everyday you got me wanting out the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yeah it's something, no it's nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well, it's everything you know i've heard it all before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh yeah i heard it all before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;--&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credit goes to KNR the shithead for the lyrics&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-8072549173693018906?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8072549173693018906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=8072549173693018906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/8072549173693018906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/8072549173693018906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-favourite-gse-song-great-decay-well.html' title='The Great Decay'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-6531526988512012130</id><published>2008-04-21T13:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:36:34.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post WeekZero</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SAwhXbuxi1I/AAAAAAAAAnI/KC1PATW7rQU/s1600-h/S7303277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191561156915989330" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SAwhXbuxi1I/AAAAAAAAAnI/KC1PATW7rQU/s320/S7303277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahackz emokid! not enough sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoot, the past week has passed so damn quickly, i almost wished it weren't over. my first week zero as an energix.. dang.. my class was great! (full attendance, yo!) baik ah I803!!the FAs, EXs were great, hell, everyone did a great job in trying to make weekzero a success.. (: well, i was really disappointed that engine didn't win, and that the programme was like a shit for the first 2 day but there's always next orientation.. engine will win the war! and we'll make it MORE fun, hopefully! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, all good things must come to an end, so the next day, without enough sleep, i still went out with the chillak-asss. Almost everything that came out of my mouth were engine cheers. hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then on sunday ,which was yesterday, i fell sick.. i didn't know my fever was thaat high lah. Went to the doctor's. fever's gone down a bit, but feeling drowsy a lot cos of the medicine... my god.. the antibiotics is like a shit, man! ://&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, school tmr. already missed the first day back... kentaaal.. i really wanted to be there to welcome the freshies leh.. ))):&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/17767760-6531526988512012130?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6531526988512012130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=6531526988512012130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/6531526988512012130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/6531526988512012130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/04/hahackz-emokid-not-enough-sleep-whoot.html' title='Post WeekZero'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ED3s_Idj20A/SAwhXbuxi1I/AAAAAAAAAnI/KC1PATW7rQU/s72-c/S7303277.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17767760.post-7112072254973132619</id><published>2008-04-15T04:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T17:06:13.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hearts all over the world</title><content type='html'>I got my selipar! (: hell yeahz I went all the way to town on a bloody Monday to get it.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna save up for my shoessss next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, 4/4 reunion was sucha blast! I felt so.. homey.. and comfortable just being myself around them kcians..So many things to talk about and laugh at under the sun.. Gosh.. It's just so different with the classmates uh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo, I'm being sentimental, and it's waaaay too early for all this.. Hah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Dang....... I've to be in school at 10 in the am for some meeting(kental.. i knew abt it last minute, and i think i was just crazy to agree to go straightaway.. haha dah lah.. i alr promised to turn up.. and sarah adnan tries nt to mungkir janji as much as possible. :).. And then, back home to pack, and later, dinner with the girls before going to school again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's gonna be a longggg week....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when someone is in your heart, they're never truly gone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥s all over the world,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17767760-7112072254973132619?l=buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7112072254973132619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17767760&amp;postID=7112072254973132619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/7112072254973132619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17767760/posts/default/7112072254973132619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buriedwreckagemysoul.blogspot.com/2008/04/44-reunion-was-sucha-blast-branded-pau.html' title='Hearts all over the world'/><author><name>orangeshoestring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
