<?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-102186722255075747</id><updated>2011-11-11T01:05:17.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GERALD</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>148</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-230024385535667391</id><published>2010-10-09T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T01:56:10.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am such a loser in relationships. Such a FUCKING LOSER.&lt;div&gt;nothing goes right for me (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-230024385535667391?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/230024385535667391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=230024385535667391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/230024385535667391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/230024385535667391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-am-such-loser-in-relationships.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-9001476554454336611</id><published>2010-08-09T19:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T19:24:06.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, maybe he texts you first. But which girlfriend has a running convo with a guy when she is with her boyfriend?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-9001476554454336611?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/9001476554454336611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=9001476554454336611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/9001476554454336611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/9001476554454336611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2010/08/okay-maybe-he-texts-you-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-7668569500659272427</id><published>2009-09-03T16:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:55:36.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Spoil friendship.&lt;br /&gt;spoil friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH IS HE EVEN A FUCKING FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;Flirts with you&lt;br /&gt;Suggestions a threesome with you and me.&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I shall keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;I shan't do anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Its a fucking waste of anger.cb &lt;br /&gt;But you wont see this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck them all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-7668569500659272427?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/7668569500659272427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=7668569500659272427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/7668569500659272427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/7668569500659272427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2009/09/spoil-friendship.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-7424098828296444177</id><published>2009-09-02T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T22:21:17.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hah. This blog is back to whatever it is before.&lt;br /&gt;An emo blog. Pathetic. A hate and emo blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I keep asking. What is with me and my girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;They all have a fucking guy problem.&lt;br /&gt;C'mon. tell me an answer.&lt;br /&gt;I am fucking tired of being angry,hurt and just simply annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;I know I can't force stuff nor can i force you to actually just don't go.&lt;br /&gt;But fuck him.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck whatever has happened.&lt;br /&gt;So much hurt is fucking UNERASERABLE.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trust you now.&lt;br /&gt;I don't trust him nor his fucked up dog face.&lt;br /&gt;So what if the person is a nice guy?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever fucking realised he is using you for a rebound?&lt;br /&gt;Can you fucking just sit your ass down and think.&lt;br /&gt;He comes and says he likes you everytime he breaks up with his fucking girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;So much for a nice guy?&lt;br /&gt;Because he is a guy who just wants another pussy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look on the broader picture not in that perfect world of yours.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is perfect. NO one is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when everything has ended. I still don't want around.&lt;br /&gt;Because he is an object of hate for me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't just hate him for the sake of hating.&lt;br /&gt;Because of what YOU and HIM did alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could say all the vulgarities in the world.&lt;br /&gt;but one thing is for certain.&lt;br /&gt;I fucking hate him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you and goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-7424098828296444177?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/7424098828296444177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=7424098828296444177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/7424098828296444177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/7424098828296444177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2009/09/hah.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-9198202584431936666</id><published>2009-08-26T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T10:45:08.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For the record, I hate clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;I'd let you go. &lt;br /&gt;But don't come back crying if some thing happens.&lt;br /&gt;Oh God. I fucking hate clubbing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-9198202584431936666?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/9198202584431936666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=9198202584431936666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/9198202584431936666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/9198202584431936666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-record-i-hate-clubbing.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-6331743628318627042</id><published>2009-06-18T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T22:58:17.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It hurts to know that you dont trust me.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts to know that we are argueing over a fucking note.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts to know that you are hurt.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts to know that you are to a brink of breaking down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes it hurts,&lt;br /&gt;Its ripping me apart.&lt;br /&gt;Its ripping my insides so badly that I feel numb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its frustrating. It really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck this shit.&lt;br /&gt;You worth so much more.&lt;br /&gt;And because of a fucking note, we are like this.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps we should start thinking if we are made for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps we should start thinking if its worth all the fucking hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were the best I ever had.&lt;br /&gt;You were the one I loved the most.&lt;br /&gt;You were the one I would willingly go out for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I love you so dear.&lt;br /&gt;I would let you go if you wanted to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-6331743628318627042?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/6331743628318627042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=6331743628318627042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/6331743628318627042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/6331743628318627042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-hurts-to-know-that-you-dont-trust-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-1322388571728194695</id><published>2009-06-01T14:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T14:52:11.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cause it hurts not knowing.&lt;br /&gt;Cause it hurts that I cant do a thing without knowing.&lt;br /&gt;Cause it hurts that you are hurting.&lt;br /&gt;Cause it hurts knowing that we won't last if we don't iron it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a nutshell. It just hurts to the core.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-1322388571728194695?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/1322388571728194695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=1322388571728194695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/1322388571728194695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/1322388571728194695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2009/06/cause-it-hurts-not-knowing.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-1330018312270250043</id><published>2009-06-01T00:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T00:48:14.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Something is wrong,&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it.&lt;br /&gt;I am scared it goes down the same way as before.&lt;br /&gt;omg fuck really.&lt;br /&gt;please dont tell me you lost feelings for me.&lt;br /&gt;omg please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-1330018312270250043?l=dlaregeel.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-102186722255075747.post-7288699384714214815</id><published>2009-05-31T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T23:22:13.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't think I can keep things for long.&lt;br /&gt;They elude me somehow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-7288699384714214815?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/7288699384714214815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=7288699384714214815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/7288699384714214815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/7288699384714214815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-dont-think-i-can-keep-things-for-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-241427705296719715</id><published>2009-04-18T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T19:40:17.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am feeling shitty after today's few games. &lt;div&gt;Simply put, I was feeling sick and I vomitted and I couldnt play. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeing my team mates fucking suffering cause a heart pain in me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I am not gonna let this one go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't fuck around with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will make sure you get what is in coming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watch your back son.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ugh. Sinking feeling in me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HHAH depression? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the only plus point today, is I know who I can count on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks bro. Means alot to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck the rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-241427705296719715?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/241427705296719715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=241427705296719715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/241427705296719715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/241427705296719715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-feeling-shitty-after-todays-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-93657188952064857</id><published>2009-04-17T07:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T07:33:35.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I decided to write posts that I dont want people to see right here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today baby told me she is going drinking on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;I was filled with fear ):&lt;br /&gt;I don't want another incident to happen again.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how am I to tell her that I don't like her going drinking ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, its a wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to get hurt nor be disappointed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you , love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-93657188952064857?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/93657188952064857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=93657188952064857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/93657188952064857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/93657188952064857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-decided-to-write-posts-that-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-6756293566735004000</id><published>2009-02-17T00:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T00:50:13.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I still wonder why was it before, you felt so right. yet you were so wrong. huh kerrie lee.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;You won't see this i bet.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-6756293566735004000?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/6756293566735004000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=6756293566735004000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/6756293566735004000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/6756293566735004000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-still-wonder-why-was-it-before-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-8157685133687109476</id><published>2008-07-27T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T23:51:50.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just talked to my friend whom i have not talked in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that i miss her alot. back in those days which i liked her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are being missed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-8157685133687109476?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/8157685133687109476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=8157685133687109476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/8157685133687109476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/8157685133687109476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-just-talked-to-my-friend-whom-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-1218883267057784976</id><published>2008-02-18T02:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T04:15:28.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OI I HAVE MOVED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://geraldlee.wordpress.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-1218883267057784976?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/1218883267057784976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=1218883267057784976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/1218883267057784976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/1218883267057784976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2008/02/oi-i-have-moved-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-2616497081328908578</id><published>2008-02-18T02:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T02:35:35.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Look at me in a different view, please&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-2616497081328908578?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/2616497081328908578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=2616497081328908578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/2616497081328908578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/2616497081328908578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2008/02/look-at-me-in-different-view.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-1096501159929409112</id><published>2008-02-16T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T21:28:59.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hereby announce that i'm tired from studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG TIRING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i just came back from stefen's house and a freaking filling Scottish style dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to pass my exams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to pass my exams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to pass my exams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to pass my exams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to pass my exams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to pass my exams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all i want for the moment.And ash just shitted everywhere and cleanned his ass on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and of course you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-1096501159929409112?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/1096501159929409112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=1096501159929409112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/1096501159929409112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/1096501159929409112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-hereby-announce-that-im-tired-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-3125111960848286015</id><published>2008-02-15T00:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T02:28:19.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was tiring man.&lt;br /&gt;First went over to changi and studied but i think studying one tutorial was fruitful HAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;anway i couldnt find the flourist at the airport so i went back to Holland village to get one. haha&lt;br /&gt;Got a pink one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink roses in general symbolize grace and gentility. For more subtle shades of meaning, choose deep pink to stand for gratitude and appreciation. Light pink conveys admiration and sympathy.&lt;br /&gt;A deep burgundy rose means "unconscious beauty."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the poor girl sprained her ankle. and she didnt get into the team. ):&lt;br /&gt;Its okay yeah babe? you did your best. Proud of you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I'm gonna sleep soon. Tired from studying 1 tutorial HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I want to just see you again. Once a week is never enough (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-3125111960848286015?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/3125111960848286015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=3125111960848286015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/3125111960848286015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/3125111960848286015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2008/02/today-was-tiring-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-216514275417571742</id><published>2008-02-14T02:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T02:54:11.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Holla all ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy V day to all you all!.&lt;br /&gt;So freaking fast huh.&lt;br /&gt;its valentine's day again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a plan tomorrow haha -grins&lt;br /&gt;anwayyy. Going changi tomorrow to study.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS ALOT OATS ITS FUCKING FAR. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway for those without valentine's date tmr? FIND ME. heh i'll be your date but of course you must treat me to stuff. BUT NOT EVERYONE CAN DATE ME PLEASE. I gotta screen you for weridos. thanks thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things to note :&lt;br /&gt;1) Don't greet me with " hello friend" cause its damn formal. i dont like that.&lt;br /&gt;2) AND I DONT FUCKING LIKE TO EAT WITH DIFFERENT LENGTHS OF CHOPSTICKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoutouts&lt;br /&gt;Emery: haha baby girl, thanks so much for everything&lt;br /&gt;Qixin : eh Mrs Lee AHAHAH. havent seen you in ages.&lt;br /&gt;Oats : i hate you ): changi SO FAR,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-216514275417571742?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/216514275417571742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=216514275417571742' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/216514275417571742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/216514275417571742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2008/02/holla-all-happy-v-day-to-all-you-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-5407731322340822121</id><published>2008-02-10T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T18:43:50.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm emo. BECAUSE i didnt catch any prawns that day and im down 100+ in gambling yesterayy ):): trust my luck to fizzle out. AHHHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-5407731322340822121?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/5407731322340822121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=5407731322340822121' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/5407731322340822121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/5407731322340822121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-emo.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-3875018223605071378</id><published>2008-02-08T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T15:53:28.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye.</title><content type='html'>This is the time that i long for you.&lt;br /&gt;The last time I'm missing you.&lt;br /&gt;I'll live through this and I won't look back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm saying for a last time. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-3875018223605071378?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/3875018223605071378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=3875018223605071378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/3875018223605071378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/3875018223605071378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2008/02/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye.'/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-6689277234263105597</id><published>2008-02-06T19:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T01:52:06.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you dont know how to love someone.&lt;br /&gt;i dont show it that i love you. that i want you. but i told you.&lt;br /&gt;you dont show it. you dont tell me that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt feel wanted. maybe i was a toy.&lt;br /&gt;You were not the toy i was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-6689277234263105597?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/6689277234263105597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=6689277234263105597' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/6689277234263105597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/6689277234263105597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2008/02/you-dont-know-how-to-love-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-1679750035723110047</id><published>2008-02-06T19:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T01:48:02.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you just dont get it. you meant everything to me. no matter what happened you did.&lt;br /&gt;i left cause i felt you didnt want me that much as i wanted you. i left so many times. you didnt change. i did what i could for you. at least i changed abit. but i guess that wasnt enough.&lt;br /&gt;why are you so cold. so fucking cold. i really cannot take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fucking important so fucking important, to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-1679750035723110047?l=dlaregeel.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-102186722255075747.post-6173893172833068230</id><published>2008-02-06T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T00:35:21.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fuck you. I hate you.&lt;br /&gt;Chase me out of the fucking house.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you die young. Fuck you&lt;br /&gt;or do you want me to die first?&lt;br /&gt;I DONT FUCKING MIND. fuck you mr and mrs lee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-6173893172833068230?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/6173893172833068230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=6173893172833068230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/6173893172833068230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/6173893172833068230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2008/02/fuck-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-4455873832413889153</id><published>2008-02-06T19:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T19:43:15.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a mixture of good and bad stuff.&lt;br /&gt;At night i went to fish with aloy and russell.&lt;br /&gt;played blackjack and earned 20. not much but im happy enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then in the morning went with aloy to play soccer. so having not slept? i ploughed through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i went to Bugis Junction with Emery. ((: shopped abit in the human infested shops. It was disgustingly crowded. Then i made my way to Vivo with her. Haha at least it was not crowded. HAHA I WANT THE MR NOSY SHIRT.&lt;br /&gt;Emery, i think we didnt buy enough of cny stuff HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, went home and argued with my mom.&lt;br /&gt;HENCE, i'm angry now. I am emo now and i am sick now ))):&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Please. I can't take it anymore.&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/102186722255075747-4455873832413889153?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/4455873832413889153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=4455873832413889153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/4455873832413889153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/4455873832413889153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2008/02/today-was-mixture-of-good-and-bad-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-845241782543881527</id><published>2008-02-05T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T02:25:45.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/R6dYl7jbxhI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fC9af_kLLl8/s1600-h/The_Sad_Clown_by_damngood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163192906468279826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/R6dYl7jbxhI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fC9af_kLLl8/s320/The_Sad_Clown_by_damngood.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to fill this frame, but then again it seems empty for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was tiring. Lunch. Walking around and my CRM test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to. The craving is tremendous when I am emo. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save me. Plead you to help me.&lt;br /&gt;You're my antidote to this depression.&lt;br /&gt;My only cure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1246a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The need to see you is greater.&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing now?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm thinking about you.&lt;br /&gt;The one that &lt;strong&gt;was &lt;/strong&gt;there, now gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, it hurts so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one&lt;br /&gt;Broken this fragile thing now&lt;br /&gt;And I can't, I can't pick up the pieces&lt;br /&gt;And I've thrown my words all around&lt;br /&gt;But I can't, I can't give you a reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so broken up (so broken up)&lt;br /&gt;And I give up (I give up)&lt;br /&gt;I just want to tell you so you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you&lt;br /&gt;You are my only one&lt;br /&gt;I let go, there's just no one that gets me like you do&lt;br /&gt;You are my only, my only one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made my mistakes, let you down&lt;br /&gt;And I can't, I can't hold on for too long&lt;br /&gt;Ran my whole life in the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I can't, I can't get up when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And something's breaking up (breaking up)&lt;br /&gt;I feel like giving up (like giving up)&lt;br /&gt;I won't walk out until you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you&lt;br /&gt;You are my only one&lt;br /&gt;I let go, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;there's just no one who gets me like you do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my only, my only one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I go so dishonestly&lt;br /&gt;Leave a note for you my only one&lt;br /&gt;And I know you can see right through me&lt;br /&gt;So let me go and you will find someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you&lt;br /&gt;You are my only one&lt;br /&gt;I let go, there's just no one, no one like you&lt;br /&gt;You are my only, my only one&lt;br /&gt;My only one&lt;br /&gt;My only one&lt;br /&gt;My only one&lt;br /&gt;You are my only, my only one&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-845241782543881527?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/845241782543881527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=845241782543881527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/845241782543881527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/845241782543881527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-want-to-fill-this-frame-but-then.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/R6dYl7jbxhI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fC9af_kLLl8/s72-c/The_Sad_Clown_by_damngood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-5074433701156612270</id><published>2008-02-04T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T01:26:39.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel quite " sian " there is no english word for it. so yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-5074433701156612270?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/5074433701156612270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=5074433701156612270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/5074433701156612270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/5074433701156612270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-feel-quite-sian-there-is-no-english.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-9201282164563526712</id><published>2008-01-31T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T00:31:05.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As Emery has requested. I'm blogging. haha!&lt;br /&gt;okay I'm suppose to be studying but I don't have like a moood to do so. )):&lt;br /&gt;I need to GYM and RUN. Cause im getting FAT like there is no tommorw.&lt;br /&gt;I got like a 2 hour lesson tmr. and i dont even know what to do after.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe going over to Ian's house. hur.&lt;br /&gt;and my dog is being a BITCH.&lt;br /&gt;Peeing everywhere. Screaming everywhere. idiot dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoutout(s) :&lt;br /&gt;qixin : come to think of it i'm tired too. so that means tired and cute? hahaha penguin! love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-9201282164563526712?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/9201282164563526712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=9201282164563526712' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/9201282164563526712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/9201282164563526712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2008/01/as-emery-has-requested.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-7723949359408074743</id><published>2008-01-26T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T14:04:00.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26th</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/R5wex7jbxgI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Uc2QRQ5pM7g/s1600-h/touch!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160033116208481794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/R5wex7jbxgI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Uc2QRQ5pM7g/s320/touch!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;HEllo. today was navies for contact and touchh. AND both sides did freaking well (: well done pple.&lt;br /&gt;I played for touch and the mens got 2nd! haha i was happy that we got into the finals but i was damn disappointed in myself doing badly in the finals. sigh&lt;br /&gt;This maybe the last tournament i play for NP touch cause im going back contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the times when it was different. Now it seems like everything goes. You dont seem to care anymore. sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-7723949359408074743?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/7723949359408074743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=7723949359408074743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/7723949359408074743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/7723949359408074743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2008/01/26th.html' title='26th'/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/R5wex7jbxgI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Uc2QRQ5pM7g/s72-c/touch!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-6748803468087664022</id><published>2008-01-24T04:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T04:22:57.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm high now. and sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-6748803468087664022?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/6748803468087664022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=6748803468087664022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/6748803468087664022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/6748803468087664022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-high-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-5029761635987347766</id><published>2008-01-23T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T01:57:29.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hereby declare. im going back to contact training!:D HAHA next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to be happy no matter what. Last year has been spent in misery. So fucking no more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-5029761635987347766?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/5029761635987347766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=5029761635987347766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/5029761635987347766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/5029761635987347766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-hereby-declare.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-2041627269234035183</id><published>2008-01-21T00:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T00:21:28.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotional</title><content type='html'>): i dont think i can find a word to describe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-2041627269234035183?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/2041627269234035183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=2041627269234035183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/2041627269234035183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/2041627269234035183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2008/01/emotional.html' title='Emotional'/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-7954171797277191752</id><published>2008-01-19T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T01:24:19.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Qixin</title><content type='html'>okay this post to qixn,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for being there&lt;br /&gt;for me when i needed somone to talk to,&lt;br /&gt;for being the only one i can pour my heart out to.&lt;br /&gt;for being the one who can tolerate my emoness&lt;br /&gt;for being the one who is looking out for me,&lt;br /&gt;for being the one who loves me&lt;br /&gt;for being the one who i truely care for,&lt;br /&gt;for being the one who makes me feel better after an emo night&lt;br /&gt;for being the one who really really cracks me up&lt;br /&gt;for being the one who is similar to me in everyway except being a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you so much darling.&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;Grow old with me girl.&lt;br /&gt;love you so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;through it all, even if saving you brings me to heaven&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you for who you are,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-7954171797277191752?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/7954171797277191752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=7954171797277191752' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/7954171797277191752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/7954171797277191752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2008/01/qixin.html' title='Qixin'/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-1002386296283419302</id><published>2008-01-18T09:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T10:13:53.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's too late baby, there's no turning around&lt;br /&gt;I've got my hands in my pocket and my head in a cloud&lt;br /&gt;This is how I do&lt;br /&gt;When I think about you&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that you could break me apart&lt;br /&gt;I keep a sinister smile and a hold of my heart&lt;br /&gt;You want to get inside&lt;br /&gt;Then you can get in line&lt;br /&gt;But not this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you caught me off guard&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm running and screaming&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a hero and you are my heroine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't try to philosophize&lt;br /&gt;I'll just take a deep breath and I'll look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;This is how I feel&lt;br /&gt;And it's so surreal&lt;br /&gt;I got a closet filled up to the brim&lt;br /&gt;With the ghosts of my past and the skeletons&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;You'd even try&lt;br /&gt;But I won't lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You caught me off guard&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm running and screaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a hero and you are my heroine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that your love is the sweetest sin?&lt;br /&gt;And I feel a weakness coming on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never felt so good to be so wrong&lt;br /&gt;Had my heart on lockdown&lt;br /&gt;And then you turned me around&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling like a new born child&lt;br /&gt;Every time I get a chance to see you smile&lt;br /&gt;It's not complicated&lt;br /&gt;I was so jaded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you caught me off guard&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm running and screaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a hero and you are my heroine&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that your love is the sweetest sin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I feel like a hero and you are my heroine)&lt;br /&gt;And I feel a weakness coming on&lt;br /&gt;Never felt so good to be so wrong&lt;br /&gt;Had my heart on lockdown&lt;br /&gt;And then you turned me around&lt;br /&gt;(Do you know that your love is the sweetest sin?)&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling like a new born child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every time I get a chance to see you smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's not complicated&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so jaded&lt;br /&gt;(I feel like a hero and you are my heroine)&lt;br /&gt;And I feel a weakness coming on&lt;br /&gt;Never felt so good to be so wrong&lt;br /&gt;Had my heart on lockdown&lt;br /&gt;And then you turned me around&lt;br /&gt;(Do you know that your love is the sweetest sin?)&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling like a new born child&lt;br /&gt;Every time I get a chance to see you smile&lt;br /&gt;It's not complicated&lt;br /&gt;I was so jaded&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-1002386296283419302?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/1002386296283419302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=1002386296283419302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/1002386296283419302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/1002386296283419302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-too-late-baby-theres-no-turning.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-4078087959456085825</id><published>2008-01-18T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T09:42:53.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a dream. A dream of a magic lamp with a genie inside. what the fuck. honestly i don't know why i'm dreaming so much nowadays. i am troubled i guess. ):&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, I'm in IWD class now. bored and sian.&lt;br /&gt;i mean it when i say i miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-4078087959456085825?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/4078087959456085825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=4078087959456085825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/4078087959456085825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/4078087959456085825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-had-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-4343256705279146975</id><published>2008-01-17T10:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T23:00:17.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week has been not too good.&lt;br /&gt;I have given up.&lt;br /&gt;After 5 months of it.&lt;br /&gt;so sorry. I can't do anything else.&lt;br /&gt;not good enough i guess?&lt;br /&gt;I am the one trying to make you secure, guess i failed. in the end i was the one insecure.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;I have alot of work to do. Isn't helping thinking too much. I'll move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i won't come back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck to you.&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to carry on without you next to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite sick. so tired now. sigh. i wish last year and this wasn't that bad. We don't get what we want always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we would have never worked out. I should have known earlier. Problems arise here and there. A new problem arises, arguements followed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-4343256705279146975?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/4343256705279146975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=4343256705279146975' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/4343256705279146975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/4343256705279146975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-week-has-been-not-too-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-6039057779488378109</id><published>2008-01-17T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T10:31:30.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wah wah. I'm sick still. :). what a great time to fall sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'm in COMT class now. leaving in awhile. cause i gotta "help out in open house".&lt;br /&gt;i have selections today. Boring core.&lt;br /&gt;i want the weekend to come so that i can sleep things off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qixin. i love you! My posts will have a shoutout to you everytime as you have in yours ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-6039057779488378109?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/6039057779488378109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=6039057779488378109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/6039057779488378109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/6039057779488378109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2008/01/wah-wah.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-8563082123629438547</id><published>2008-01-14T10:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T12:54:33.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling giddy for the past 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;Everything is moving so fast around me.&lt;br /&gt;I feel sick.&lt;br /&gt;Feels like dying.&lt;br /&gt;and I'm thinking of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-8563082123629438547?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/8563082123629438547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=8563082123629438547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/8563082123629438547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/8563082123629438547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-feeling-giddy-for-past-2-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-8195474804914855723</id><published>2008-01-14T10:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T00:26:35.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IWD PROJECT</title><content type='html'>One word : Irritation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iwd project is freaking irritation.&lt;br /&gt;I can't fucking put the picture in.&lt;br /&gt;Irritating to the core.&lt;br /&gt;More irritating than some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;cause this i know i can do, but somehow it doesn't work? )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;The people who don't know what they want, are the ones that suffer the most.&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/102186722255075747-8195474804914855723?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/8195474804914855723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=8195474804914855723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/8195474804914855723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/8195474804914855723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2008/01/iwd-project.html' title='IWD PROJECT'/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-3949193775833339232</id><published>2008-01-14T10:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T23:46:50.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am angry. Frustrated. Cause it was all nothing. GAH. Cause it cuts down to the bone. MY OWN realisation. Note the MY OWN please. MY OPINION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fucking pathetic. you are right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-3949193775833339232?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/3949193775833339232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=3949193775833339232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/3949193775833339232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/3949193775833339232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-angry.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-3729955311729270646</id><published>2008-01-14T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T13:39:57.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Disaster. I have a pimple on my chin. ): haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I need an answer. ): suffering.&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/102186722255075747-3729955311729270646?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/3729955311729270646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=3729955311729270646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/3729955311729270646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/3729955311729270646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2008/01/disaster.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-4609573724265559550</id><published>2008-01-13T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T02:34:16.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irritation.</title><content type='html'>Fuck. I hear that name last time and now. What in the fucking world is so great about ____? fuck seriously.&lt;br /&gt;so i lost my cool. OPS. whatever. I didn't take my mood out on you. It just happened the name cropped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am unstable mentally nowadays. So people best is you all stay away from me in case i lose my cool and scold you for something you didnt do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but honestly. I fucking don't know what is going on. Msges can go on NOT REPLIED, NOT ANSWERED. LEAVING ME FUCKING WAITING FOR FUCK. and then later msges are not related to the topic. so what the fuck honestly. I dont know what you are thinking off.  Writing this post has made me fucking angrier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-4609573724265559550?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/4609573724265559550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=4609573724265559550' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/4609573724265559550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/4609573724265559550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2008/01/irritation.html' title='Irritation.'/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-9157728161074116005</id><published>2008-01-09T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T02:06:22.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stefen moved near to meee HOOTS for that. now i got a lepak khaki in my neighbourhood. FINALLY. Its cold now. good weather to sleep. but then again i got a retest tmr. eeeeeek ): sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what i want now? Its either going back. i want to. or either moving forward. I'm refusing to move forward. I just want to dwell in the past and not move forward. it makes me feel better. moving forward makes me uncomfortable. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-9157728161074116005?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/9157728161074116005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=9157728161074116005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/9157728161074116005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/9157728161074116005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2008/01/stefen-moved-near-to-meee-hoots-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-6104574222045052559</id><published>2008-01-07T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T20:45:02.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausted.</title><content type='html'>It seems as if i'm complaining all the time about me being tired. Methinks that its irritating but then again, just LISTEN TO MY COMPLAINS YES?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's from the lack of proper sleep. From the late nights and the emo periods. GOSH. i feel bad for myself. Not helping myself sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;What contributes to lack of sleep:&lt;br /&gt;- Boredem&lt;br /&gt;- Thinking too much&lt;br /&gt;- Tv&lt;br /&gt;- heh studies. HAHA okay nvm&lt;br /&gt;- Hunger. OMG yes im hungry every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These cause sleeping to be a thing of the past and something i just want to do everyday now.&lt;br /&gt;Study Gerald study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking again. IF only I didn't need to think. hurrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i need someone to be there maybe you? December 2006 why did you run so fast? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-6104574222045052559?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/6104574222045052559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=6104574222045052559' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/6104574222045052559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/6104574222045052559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2008/01/exhuasted.html' title='Exhausted.'/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-3940002990394249023</id><published>2008-01-06T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T22:54:31.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate retest and studying. whats new? nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Retest&lt;br /&gt;Retest&lt;br /&gt;Retest&lt;br /&gt;Retest&lt;br /&gt;Retest&lt;br /&gt;Retest&lt;br /&gt;Retest&lt;br /&gt;Retest&lt;br /&gt;Retest&lt;br /&gt;Retest&lt;br /&gt;Retest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucks lahhhhh. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had crystal jade for lunch today thats a bonus point today. :D&lt;br /&gt;school tommorrow and that reminds me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retest&lt;br /&gt;Retest&lt;br /&gt;Retest&lt;br /&gt;Retest&lt;br /&gt;Retest&lt;br /&gt;Retest&lt;br /&gt;Retest&lt;br /&gt;Retest&lt;br /&gt;Retest&lt;br /&gt;Retest&lt;br /&gt;Retest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-3940002990394249023?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/3940002990394249023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=3940002990394249023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/3940002990394249023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/3940002990394249023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-hate-retest-and-studying.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-1476064431372528882</id><published>2008-01-05T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T16:03:57.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey went back to Pj yesterdayy after studying and eating at holland village. haha went back first person i saw. nazri. then adrian. whoooo. then halim and dunno what is the others names HAHA. forgot. but anywayyy, we stole food from the dinner. and went to dance the fun dance. HAHA it was fun lah. freaking long since i last spoke to pple from PJ so long. then we left early cause we were afraid of the crowd okay maybe not we. ME. FINE ME. yeah went railmall ate the japanese restauranttt. ICEMINT whoohoo nice nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You could be happy and I won't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But you weren't happy the day I watched you go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And all the things that I wish I had not said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Are played in loops til it's madness in my head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is it too late to remind you how we were?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not our last days of silent screaming blur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Most of what I remember makes me sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I should've stopped you from walking out the door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You could be happy, I hope you are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You made me happier than I'd been by far &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Somehow everything I own smells of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And for the tiniest moment it's all not true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do the things that you always wanted to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Without me there to hold you back, don't think, just do&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;More than anything I want to see you girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Take a glorious bite out of the whole world&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/102186722255075747-1476064431372528882?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/1476064431372528882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=1476064431372528882' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/1476064431372528882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/1476064431372528882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2008/01/hey-went-back-to-pj-yesterdayy-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-7921908297332544444</id><published>2008-01-04T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T00:29:15.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4/02/08</title><content type='html'>and a hello (: anywayy. yeah today went for training and my tendon was hurting away, HENCE MOODY. yeah.  Going back to Pioneer tommorrow for orientation. I dont have much to say today. but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm not ready&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/102186722255075747-7921908297332544444?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/7921908297332544444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=7921908297332544444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/7921908297332544444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/7921908297332544444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2008/01/40208.html' title='4/02/08'/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-4021228068372314579</id><published>2008-01-03T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T00:54:06.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nonsense</title><content type='html'>I'm going to announce something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fucking tired ):.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to chill someday and just sit and sleep hurr.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder if i ever had those times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-4021228068372314579?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/4021228068372314579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=4021228068372314579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/4021228068372314579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/4021228068372314579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2008/01/nonsense.html' title='Nonsense'/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-7170836328692809107</id><published>2007-12-31T01:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T23:13:43.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW YEAR YO.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/R3kACVATupI/AAAAAAAAACs/xKC2o0f9qzY/s1600-h/wifeyhubby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150147688873048722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/R3kACVATupI/AAAAAAAAACs/xKC2o0f9qzY/s320/wifeyhubby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAHAHA i think its hilarious. but its not what you sick freaks think it is (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, to talk about the new year 08. its a hello to everyone. i shall name them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maxine : hey girl. its been a long year huh. I miss you still. but then i shan't go on and talk emo stuff cause i said i wont talk about it anymore. anyway its been fun having you around. really. i hope you really get a better 2008 cause you deserve it. Dont worry yourself over anything. Bad stuff dont happen all the time. i wish i could be there for you. but it still applies. im always there for a reason. if you want to, im here all the time. you take care alright? whatever you do think about yourself first k? thanks for the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eudora : MY BESTIE. what can i say? haha. thanks for being there for me. thanks for being there when im emo. thanks for being there to talk to me. thanks for just being there. I feel comforted that i know someone is near me taking care of me. I'm always there for you. no matter what happens. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qixin : HELLO THERE. hahaha you! you have been a great wife HAHA. i hope next year is better for you. with me OF COURSE right? haha thanks for being there for me (: thanks for making me laugh. thanks for consolling me. thank you big time. i know we had fun. but we had our own indivial problems. but then we are there for each other. you know i am. stay strong okay girl? ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OATS : HAHAHA HELLO BBF. i hope this year has been a fun year for you. thanks for being there for me too i really am grateful for you being there for me. giving me advice listening to me emo it away. thanks so much. you are one great friend (: i hope next year would be great for you cause you deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emery : haha GIRL. i really am happy i met you this year. thanks for being there to make me happy. you are really a darling. Im sorry i didnt get you anything for christmas or for new year. i know this year is shitty for the both of us. but hey lets go out on it with a bomb alright? and lets make the new year a much much better one. a great one in fact. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHI : HAHAH SORRY. i never post yours HAHA. HMMM you are funny girl laa. seriously making me laugh a hell lot. Sabri likess youuuu! HAHA funny anyway i love you the same as everyone :D you go dodger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all those i never mentioned. i love ya'll. really. time flies, im scared of it. but you all make me want each day to come. cause i have you all for me. you all to make me happy to joke with me. if im emo sorry babies. i cant help it. but in a NUTSHELL i love you all lots (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time has passed. i got no resolution except to be happy. i will try. and i hope i will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye o7, you are never coming back&lt;br /&gt;hello 08. you came too fast (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-7170836328692809107?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/7170836328692809107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=7170836328692809107' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/7170836328692809107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/7170836328692809107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-year-yo.html' title='NEW YEAR YO.'/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/R3kACVATupI/AAAAAAAAACs/xKC2o0f9qzY/s72-c/wifeyhubby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-6934278579085126734</id><published>2007-12-31T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T01:41:06.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Team.</title><content type='html'>Please, don't quit. don't give up. I haven't played with you on the same team. Stay. I'm sincerely saying stay. Stay for me. Stay for the friends you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, team selections break a team up or make a team. It all depends on how everyone takes it. but inevitably it will break it up. think about your teammates. think about the effort they put in. and push yourself. somet people come down just for selections only. think for your teamates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dont quit. please girl. dont quit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-6934278579085126734?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/6934278579085126734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=6934278579085126734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/6934278579085126734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/6934278579085126734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/12/team.html' title='Team.'/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-8780718852560768011</id><published>2007-12-30T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T23:43:11.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoutout.</title><content type='html'>This is a shoutout to liow qixin. HELLO. been great having you by my side this entire year ((: you're such a babe. thanks for loving me :D I love youu. but hey this year ain't a good one then lets make next year a better one yeah? we shall make sure we end it fuckin well tmr (: end this shit year. ANYWAY qixin the queer. You know im always am at your side. whatever it is. wont leave you in a lurch anytime at all. count on me k? love you babe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-8780718852560768011?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/8780718852560768011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=8780718852560768011' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/8780718852560768011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/8780718852560768011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/12/shoutout.html' title='Shoutout.'/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-8950812572132003093</id><published>2007-12-30T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T14:31:46.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/R3c7TFATuoI/AAAAAAAAACk/xOCOJehobik/s1600-h/cucumber.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149649897868475010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/R3c7TFATuoI/AAAAAAAAACk/xOCOJehobik/s320/cucumber.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/102186722255075747-8950812572132003093?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/8950812572132003093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=8950812572132003093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/8950812572132003093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/8950812572132003093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/R3c7TFATuoI/AAAAAAAAACk/xOCOJehobik/s72-c/cucumber.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-4551851794950000951</id><published>2007-12-30T05:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T12:51:18.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last thoughts.</title><content type='html'>I'm getting over you for sure. but thank you from the bottom of my heart for the times we shared (: sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When time passes, I walk down the road and call out your name. Would you still care for me. Tell me you would still. Cause I care for you and forever will. please tell me you care for me. tell me and let me rest in the fact that you do. Cause lonliness might swollow me up. tell me you care and pull me back up. Cause misery has found its best friend in me. So save me. Do it for me one last time, even though you're tired of doing it. do it for me. tell me you care. tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we were deceiving ourselves that we really liked each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-4551851794950000951?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/4551851794950000951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=4551851794950000951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/4551851794950000951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/4551851794950000951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/12/last-thoughts.html' title='Last thoughts.'/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-7167352008141620870</id><published>2007-12-29T16:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T16:34:00.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hur.</title><content type='html'>I don't like people who replies take darn long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i hate fickle minded people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-7167352008141620870?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/7167352008141620870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=7167352008141620870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/7167352008141620870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/7167352008141620870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/12/hur.html' title='hur.'/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-7230098355859508507</id><published>2007-12-28T11:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T19:07:40.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm remembering the times we had. The laughter we shared. The stupid faces we made. all hilarious and worth remembering. i love you. ): now that i've left. I dont know if i made the right choice. cause im missing you terribly. the only person i loved and cared for. if you were sick again lik that time, i would like to take care of you over again. Times with you in my company was fun, making me happy when i was down. you really brightened up my life. I miss you now and will do later.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we'll be back to when we were, just you and me again, just maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-7230098355859508507?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/7230098355859508507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=7230098355859508507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/7230098355859508507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/7230098355859508507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-remembering-times-we-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-4114525924133759268</id><published>2007-12-27T15:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T15:21:59.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh. wishful thinking of mine for everything to change&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-4114525924133759268?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/4114525924133759268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=4114525924133759268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/4114525924133759268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/4114525924133759268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/12/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-3004746574699486481</id><published>2007-12-27T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T15:58:08.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/R3NbC1ATunI/AAAAAAAAACc/0PV_ILPylKA/s1600-h/Sad_Wombat_In_Snow_by_ursulav.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148558903160846962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/R3NbC1ATunI/AAAAAAAAACc/0PV_ILPylKA/s320/Sad_Wombat_In_Snow_by_ursulav.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I had to make a resolution, that would be to think less, far more less. Lonely times are spent thinking of the past, present and future. I would rather care less, and be someone with no feelings but then again, I can't. Yeah its true I bottle up everything in me, cause I don't want to bother anyone with my problems. Meeting you was something but then me feeling like a third party is something else. Maybe I shouldn't have come in. Uh, sounds like I wanna leave again doesn't it. Everytime I want to leave, you pull me back. I shouldn't have put my foot in when I shouldn't have. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maybe you'd be much happier with him then me.&lt;/span&gt; Feeling like a third party makes me regret now. sigh. I really have no mood to do anything else already. Christmas was spent not by your side. I really should go or backed out when I had the chance. I made your life already shitty. ughh. I feel so useless now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry this blog is fucking emo. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-3004746574699486481?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/3004746574699486481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=3004746574699486481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/3004746574699486481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/3004746574699486481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/12/if-i-had-to-make-resolution-that-would.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/R3NbC1ATunI/AAAAAAAAACc/0PV_ILPylKA/s72-c/Sad_Wombat_In_Snow_by_ursulav.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-8870291385638694559</id><published>2007-12-26T04:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T04:16:07.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas thoughts.</title><content type='html'>hurr i just got back from a party.&lt;br /&gt;it made me think how much i miss your presence.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel we are not meant to be. but then the other times i think strongly we are.&lt;br /&gt;i now sincerely say i'm sorry for all the shit i caused. i may have said sorry too many a time. but now its a sincere one. i hope you will forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;this christmas was spent without you beside me. i want to spend the next christmas and the next with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-8870291385638694559?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/8870291385638694559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=8870291385638694559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/8870291385638694559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/8870291385638694559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-thoughts.html' title='Christmas thoughts.'/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-6645817527074963953</id><published>2007-12-25T00:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T00:28:57.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jingle bells are not ringing for me</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas all. Forgive me for not being in a joyous mood. This christmas isn't what I anticipated it to be. Its spent in misery. I guess. For no fucking reason at all. I'm so sorry )): sighs. this christmas is the worse of all christmas spent. Family dinner was in silence for me. couldn't bring myself to talk. Just had the feeling of wanting to get out. I wanted to spend time alone, yet i was afraid of lonliness. I am lonely now. trying to sleep. sigh. Something bad is going to happen i can feel it. sighhh. anyway. God bless you people there. Hope this christmas is something worth remembering for you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I hope its a better Christmas for you then its for me. (: I'm giving you my heart for safe keeping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-6645817527074963953?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/6645817527074963953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=6645817527074963953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/6645817527074963953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/6645817527074963953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/12/jingle-bells-are-not-ringing-for-me.html' title='Jingle bells are not ringing for me'/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-2549628977262178347</id><published>2007-12-22T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T14:38:27.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings.</title><content type='html'>I was in the wrong i admit. I am always in the wrong anyway. I don't change. I never will. I always seem wrong in your eyes. Mocking me, slowly taking my confidence away. Constant scolding me. I dont warrent this at all. Go ahead drag me down further, deeper, down into the depths. I endured it cause i liked you. but then i have my own limits. and today was my mistake and then i'm fucked. i still like you i do, but i wish we could be different together. i wish we could be happier, but then for the moment its wishful thinking. The arguements never seem to end. Arguements with you is painful enough. And at home i have to argue with my parents. i can't really take it anymore. i just want all arguements to stop. i dont want to care anymore. but i still have to. cause i like you. It hurts to argue. If there was ever a time you are at fault. i take the blame cause another mistake i make is no different from the numbers of mistakes i have. I miss you when you are not here. i feel no different from being with a person i like and a normal friend on anyother day. I need a break from everything. i hate this year. i wonder if i do deserve what i get. i think i do. i blame myself for everything. say i dont have self confidence. I don't and I don't mind dragging myself all the way to wallow in self pity and be miserable cause thats where i feel comfortable cause my whole year is like this and I'm used to it. Try as i may to stand up and get out of it. I can't cause I tried many times i still fall back in deeper each time. why does every single thing i do wrong? maybe i'm just a total screw up.&lt;br /&gt;i guess the best is not to want something or someone badly. cause it makes you miserable.&lt;br /&gt;so to whoever who dislikes me, i'm sorry. i can't change myself for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i feel like a third party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-2549628977262178347?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/2549628977262178347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=2549628977262178347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/2549628977262178347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/2549628977262178347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/12/ramblings.html' title='Ramblings.'/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-6709844054908794348</id><published>2007-12-20T06:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T06:18:18.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's not that i don't like you clubbing. Its more of I'm afraid things might crop up that makes me worried. say I'm insecure whatever, but the bottom line is i'm worried for you. thats all. its 6 a.m in the morning and I can't sleep anymore. after getting your i need you here message. just can't simply go back to sleep anymore cause i'm WORRRIED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw? Ash snores when he sleeps  hur. snore/growl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you keep me thinking about you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-6709844054908794348?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/6709844054908794348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=6709844054908794348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/6709844054908794348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/6709844054908794348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-not-that-i-dont-like-you-clubbing.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-1971940202108172901</id><published>2007-12-18T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T01:35:26.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling miserable for no reason. I should not be. I got nothing to feel miserable about. but i do. ): i need to find out what is wrong? easier said than done. ): sigh. i feel like shit really shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-1971940202108172901?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/1971940202108172901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=1971940202108172901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/1971940202108172901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/1971940202108172901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-feeling-miserable-for-no-reason.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-5562097825007215714</id><published>2007-12-07T03:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T04:00:35.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had the weridest dream last night. it was a nightmare :/ i was ordering saba fish. then the chef started eating my fish! wth. i was so pissed i shouted at him. then i woke up afraid.. -.- fucking retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sleepless nights are spent thinking of you (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-5562097825007215714?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/5562097825007215714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=5562097825007215714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/5562097825007215714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/5562097825007215714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-had-weridest-dream-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-8153038106854054525</id><published>2007-12-05T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T01:21:23.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't get it and i don't understand. I don't think you get me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-8153038106854054525?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/8153038106854054525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=8153038106854054525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/8153038106854054525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/8153038106854054525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-dont-get-it-and-i-dont-understand.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-2151574488885334435</id><published>2007-12-04T00:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T00:55:28.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I think I'm not ready at all. it just isn't right for me. I don't know what to do now.&lt;br /&gt;yeah i agree i have a " i don't give a fuck" and " defeated before the battle begins" attitude. that makes me a push over. hate it then. that isnt going to go away. do you think i want to argue with you when i know i can never outtalk you? seriously. go think abt my level of outtalking and yours. would i be willing to try and get scolded and insulted? I shld stop mixing with people one year older. they make me feel stupid. i hate it. go ahead people pick arguements with me. pick fights with me. i will sure lose to you and make you feel good that you've won. maybe i will pussy out and fun as i always do cause im a fucking pussy. slapped and punched without retaliation. if you were guys. i will fucking punch you all. think its fun for me to be insulted humilated huh. fun huh.&lt;br /&gt;two words if you want to do it again. fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;i will retaliate one day.&lt;br /&gt;watch me.&lt;br /&gt;you'll regret it then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-2151574488885334435?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/2151574488885334435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=2151574488885334435' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/2151574488885334435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/2151574488885334435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/12/sometimes-i-think-im-not-ready-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-3624898351320272893</id><published>2007-12-02T05:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T07:34:36.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm its 5.15a.m and I'm not sleeping yet. ugh. Don't blame me if i sleep the whole day tommorrow. anyway. i have to sleep. but then again. its too late to sleep. so should i sleep or not? hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" life is soundtrack and you are the track i put on repeat. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-3624898351320272893?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/3624898351320272893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=3624898351320272893' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/3624898351320272893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/3624898351320272893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/12/hey-umm-its-5.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-5255792700690940100</id><published>2007-11-26T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T00:49:50.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything. You make me darn happy (: No more emoness anymore (: fonder day by day :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-5255792700690940100?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/5255792700690940100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=5255792700690940100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/5255792700690940100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/5255792700690940100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/11/hey-thanks-for-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-3453605149433709053</id><published>2007-11-24T03:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T03:15:16.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ho from oatsy's house.&lt;br /&gt;Ameer, Russ, Qi and me and of cos oatsy are suppose to drink but LOOK AT THE FREAKING TIME. 3.15 AM SO BLOODY LATE. I dont know if we are eventually gonna drink.&lt;br /&gt;There is rugby tmr match at SCC 4pm. Still considering if i shld go annot.&lt;br /&gt;i got loads to do&lt;br /&gt;1) Econs Project&lt;br /&gt;2) CRM project&lt;br /&gt;3) COMT project&lt;br /&gt;4) Econs tutorial 5&lt;br /&gt;5) Law tutorial&lt;br /&gt;6) study for common test. ( yeah right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest is either i dont have or i never hear of.&lt;br /&gt;so screwed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-3453605149433709053?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/3453605149433709053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=3453605149433709053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/3453605149433709053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/3453605149433709053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/11/hey-ho-from-oatsys-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-6681545550696954393</id><published>2007-11-19T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T22:54:12.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm gonna move on and forget you. Its not worth it, waiting and hoping. Its a waste of time. dont blame me for getting pissed. I'm frustrated. everything is not going right and you leaving made it worse. it was my fault. blame me. i admit my fault. but Im not gonna dwell on it. i'll just take it as one of my biggest regrets. fuck it. I'm moving on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qixin ,. says (10:47 PM):&lt;br /&gt;what do you wish for your birthday huh&lt;br /&gt;qixin ,. says (10:47 PM):&lt;br /&gt;like before u blow the candle.&lt;br /&gt;qixin ,. says (10:47 PM):&lt;br /&gt;what will you wish for&lt;br /&gt;Gerald. says (10:50 PM):&lt;br /&gt;i would wish for less regrets in my life&lt;br /&gt;Gerald. says (10:50 PM):&lt;br /&gt;cause i have too many&lt;br /&gt;Gerald. says (10:51 PM):&lt;br /&gt;just too many&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it. too many regrets i have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-6681545550696954393?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/6681545550696954393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=6681545550696954393' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/6681545550696954393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/6681545550696954393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-gonna-move-on-and-forget-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-1967092497033044463</id><published>2007-11-19T13:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T13:45:29.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4 days and counting of saddness and regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did treasure the you and the times we had, but i wasn't really good at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i have to move on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-1967092497033044463?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/1967092497033044463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=1967092497033044463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/1967092497033044463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/1967092497033044463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-did-treasure-you-and-times-we-had-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-5116339425069706303</id><published>2007-11-17T17:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T18:56:44.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need someone like you to confide in again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-5116339425069706303?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/5116339425069706303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=5116339425069706303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/5116339425069706303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/5116339425069706303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-need-someone-like-you-to-confide-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-8837146870059202840</id><published>2007-11-17T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T17:51:33.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Want to know, what i'm feeling now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Memory&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fading from the mind like a melody&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tangled in the reverie of time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's so hard to say goodbye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And endlessly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Talking to the angels of your heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dancing with the demons of regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's so hard to let you go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Paint a picture in my mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A life I had but left behind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby when you call my name will you still care&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tenderly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Slip away to find a better place&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just flying flying flown away from home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now you stand alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now you stand alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-8837146870059202840?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/8837146870059202840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=8837146870059202840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/8837146870059202840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/8837146870059202840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/11/want-to-know-what-im-feeling-now-memory.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-7113973173055083059</id><published>2007-11-16T17:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T13:44:09.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so tired, thinking about stuff. sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I feel worthless, such a disappointment. you must have thought of leaving before that day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-7113973173055083059?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/7113973173055083059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=7113973173055083059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/7113973173055083059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/7113973173055083059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-so-tired-thinking-about-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-6639737000561300900</id><published>2007-11-16T17:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T18:31:01.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This happened too fast ): It really did. you said i would be gone before my birthday. but its you who has gone ):&lt;br /&gt;too fast too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happier with them? but i'm not happy now. I miss you terribly. This I really mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are nothing more, nor even friends. I never wanted this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-6639737000561300900?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/6639737000561300900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=6639737000561300900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/6639737000561300900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/6639737000561300900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-happened-too-fast-it-really-did.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-4565933642475362613</id><published>2007-11-16T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T13:13:16.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Make a memory by bonjovi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello again, it’s you and me&lt;br /&gt;Kinda always like it used to be&lt;br /&gt;Sippin' wine, killing time&lt;br /&gt;Trying to solve life’s mysteries.&lt;br /&gt;How’s your life, it’s been a while&lt;br /&gt;God it’s good to see you smile&lt;br /&gt;I see you reaching for your keys&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a reason not to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t know if you should stay&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t say what’s on your mind&lt;br /&gt;Baby just, breathe there’s no where else tonight we should be-&lt;br /&gt;You wanna make a memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dug up this old photograph&lt;br /&gt;Look at all that hair we had&lt;br /&gt;It’s bittersweet to hear you laugh&lt;br /&gt;Your phone is ringing, I don’t wanna ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you go now, I’ll understand&lt;br /&gt;If you stay, hey, I got a plan&lt;br /&gt;You wanna make a memory&lt;br /&gt;You wanna steal a piece of time&lt;br /&gt;You could sing a melody to me&lt;br /&gt;And I could write a couple lines&lt;br /&gt;You wanna make a memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t know if you should stay&lt;br /&gt;And you don’t say what’s on your mind&lt;br /&gt;Baby just, breathe there’s no where else tonight we should be-&lt;br /&gt;You wanna make a memory&lt;br /&gt;You wanna steal a piece of time&lt;br /&gt;You could sing a melody to me&lt;br /&gt;And I could write a couple lines&lt;br /&gt;You wanna make a memory&lt;br /&gt;You wanna make a memory&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-4565933642475362613?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/4565933642475362613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=4565933642475362613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/4565933642475362613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/4565933642475362613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/11/make-memory-by-bonjovi.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-939803316156009998</id><published>2007-11-15T13:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T23:46:13.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What could i do. if you insisted me on going, but i went and this happened. if i didnt go you might get angry with me. i have no idea how am suppose to choose in this case. sigh anyway its over. i shall just blame myself and you can blame me for all you want. whatever. i swear this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i feel as if everything is my fault. I won't deny it or even argue it. I'll just let it be my fault. I dont want to argue with anyone anymore. i've lost something which really meant something to me. If i didnt show its too late. and i have no mood or to do anything else anymore. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wish i went to a jc. all this wont have happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-939803316156009998?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/939803316156009998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=939803316156009998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/939803316156009998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/939803316156009998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-could-i-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-3341202912576326450</id><published>2007-11-15T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T13:14:49.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick ): ): ): too many late nights. :/. I amazingly feel hyper now even though I'm darn tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've quit!. Thats an anouncement long in coming (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-3341202912576326450?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/3341202912576326450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=3341202912576326450' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/3341202912576326450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/3341202912576326450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/11/hey-im-sick-too-many-late-nights.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-3852488559348860575</id><published>2007-11-12T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T00:56:24.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/Rzc0AHsmzWI/AAAAAAAAACU/eaGQEnrNVp0/s1600-h/516830709_1194194105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131627477082754402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/Rzc0AHsmzWI/AAAAAAAAACU/eaGQEnrNVp0/s320/516830709_1194194105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holla,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today talked to a friend abt treasuring the people around ourselves. Which is quite true, i mean we dont treasure the people we love. She said she takes people for granted and this is hurting people. i wonder how much of this is true to all of us. :/ maybe it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me, i say its true. I take people for granted. I dont want to, but i cant help it. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway as in Ronin's song, " dont take too long to say i love you to the ones you love." (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-3852488559348860575?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/3852488559348860575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=3852488559348860575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/3852488559348860575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/3852488559348860575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/11/holla-today-talked-to-friend-abt.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/Rzc0AHsmzWI/AAAAAAAAACU/eaGQEnrNVp0/s72-c/516830709_1194194105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-620893407917712092</id><published>2007-11-11T03:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T03:18:59.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/RzYDBCL8EjI/AAAAAAAAACM/iyMBD5KN5PM/s1600-h/lonely+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131292141736956466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/RzYDBCL8EjI/AAAAAAAAACM/iyMBD5KN5PM/s320/lonely+girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hellohello.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate late nights, they are emo nights. it makes you think of the past and the things that you wish would have taken place. I said before, life is full of regrets. yeah its true. i guess we just got to suck it all up and move on. I think i think too much on my own. That sucks as i tend to think far too much :\.  Wasted opportunites are the ones that gets you annoyed. cause you have a chance to get what you wanted but yet it slips through your fingers so easily. Too easy for comfort. So much for effort isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm thinking about the past. Too much things i have let slip through my fingers, i dont want to let anything else slip. i really dont. but i know i will in the end. ): i guess, i dont make the effort to keep things with me. i drift around people too quickly. sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;acutally tonight's emo post is because i have no food to eat and im starving. maybe just emo abit too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-620893407917712092?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/620893407917712092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=620893407917712092' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/620893407917712092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/620893407917712092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/11/hellohello.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/RzYDBCL8EjI/AAAAAAAAACM/iyMBD5KN5PM/s72-c/lonely+girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-5403783225266706350</id><published>2007-11-05T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T23:33:00.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today isnt a good day at all, in fact its a fucked up day :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTLY, we had our Client relation management ppt presentation. it was FUCKED. ok i did alot. not complaing but fuck i did alot. and those dudes rush and dont know how to present even thought they did it. walau. GUYS ITS A FUCKING 30% YOU KNOW. THATS FUCKING HUGE PERCENTAGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECONDLY, my NEW pc, NOTE THE WORD NEW. just crashed because of nothing. fuck la. then my dad make noise. is it my fault? no right what the hell i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIRDLY, ASH made my dad trip and fall. TSK rascal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOURTHLY, i didn't see you today ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt go training today. cause i was damn tired after presentation and pissed. abit. sigh i hope this fucked up day ends as quickly as possible.&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet talking is abt empty promises right trina (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-5403783225266706350?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/5403783225266706350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=5403783225266706350' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/5403783225266706350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/5403783225266706350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/11/today-isnt-good-day-at-all-in-fact-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-8372343891228517703</id><published>2007-11-05T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T01:34:40.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellohello,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back after quite awhile. actually no. i went back to ACSI to watch a rugby match with my current sch. we lost but i think we did quite well against ACS.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much has happened, except there is sch tmr? and its BORING. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i cannot deny im shocked. but i'll live with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-8372343891228517703?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/8372343891228517703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=8372343891228517703' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/8372343891228517703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/8372343891228517703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/11/hellohello-back-after-quite-awhile.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-1712095369699104389</id><published>2007-10-31T01:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T01:16:19.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/RydmvQHvMeI/AAAAAAAAACE/gsBf1AaFYe0/s1600-h/life_is_one_lonely_path_by_endraum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127179662751904226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/RydmvQHvMeI/AAAAAAAAACE/gsBf1AaFYe0/s320/life_is_one_lonely_path_by_endraum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/RydmbAHvMdI/AAAAAAAAAB8/iJsI21LWFxI/s1600-h/Lonely+Swing.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127179314859553234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/RydmbAHvMdI/AAAAAAAAAB8/iJsI21LWFxI/s320/Lonely+Swing.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This photo is suppose to show loneliness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not lonely for your info (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-1712095369699104389?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/1712095369699104389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=1712095369699104389' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/1712095369699104389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/1712095369699104389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-photo-is-suppose-to-show.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/RydmvQHvMeI/AAAAAAAAACE/gsBf1AaFYe0/s72-c/life_is_one_lonely_path_by_endraum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-4308752393879749946</id><published>2007-10-30T00:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T00:37:19.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess i can't prevent your breakdown. I really wish i can. I cant bear to see you break down. I may sound naive but you get my meaning. All i want is you to be happy once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got injured people. Tendonities. because of my extra bone in my foot. the tendon went down and hooked itself on the bone, giving me pain when i walk. So i guess I'm like out for a long while. ): ITS DEPRESSING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is a shoutout to emery. Keep strong girl. you know im always there for you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to cut my nails and my hair. ugh. too long. haha&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-4308752393879749946?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/4308752393879749946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=4308752393879749946' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/4308752393879749946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/4308752393879749946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-guess-i-cant-prevent-your-breakdown.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-2934542042636272657</id><published>2007-10-24T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T23:36:02.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't keep promises. That everyone should know. so if i cant keep promises, by right, i cant commit can i?  So don't bother trusting me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm moodswinging like a girl :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-2934542042636272657?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/2934542042636272657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=2934542042636272657' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/2934542042636272657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/2934542042636272657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-dont-keep-promises.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-8080327416786919620</id><published>2007-10-24T21:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T21:16:40.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey hey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'm not going feel stupid and act stupid anymore. Those that want to mock me about it. fuck off. I hate feeling stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anway. im rushing project now. sigh. sucks. i want to get rid of it and be done. once an for all. I'm going to do it nowwww. byee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-8080327416786919620?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/8080327416786919620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=8080327416786919620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/8080327416786919620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/8080327416786919620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/10/hey-hey-i-swear-im-not-going-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-8588539645771425237</id><published>2007-10-22T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T09:53:20.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO, I'm in class nowwwwww and im bored. i dont want to be reported to police. stupid CC. i will report her back. heh am gonna shooot her down. she is gonna fight it out with me :( im scared. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-8588539645771425237?l=dlaregeel.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-102186722255075747.post-5810831297162609868</id><published>2007-10-16T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T00:02:13.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHH I LOST MY WALLET AT &lt;strong&gt;HOME..&lt;/strong&gt;can you believe it -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-5810831297162609868?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/5810831297162609868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=5810831297162609868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/5810831297162609868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/5810831297162609868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/10/ahh-i-lost-my-wallet-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-3829329050650527628</id><published>2007-10-14T04:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T04:15:46.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Smiles are masks of pain because they are dry tears that conceal sorrows&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-3829329050650527628?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/3829329050650527628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=3829329050650527628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/3829329050650527628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/3829329050650527628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/10/smiles-are-masks-of-pain-because-they.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-1172461727700954834</id><published>2007-10-14T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T02:20:12.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-fuck the times i spent worrying abt you.&lt;br /&gt;-fuck the times i felt insecure.&lt;br /&gt;-fuck the times i felt hurt.&lt;br /&gt;-fuck the times i didnt know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;-fuck the times i was angry.&lt;br /&gt;-fuck the times i was emo.&lt;br /&gt;-fuck the times i thought something was going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;-fuck the times i screw up.&lt;br /&gt;-fuck the times i made you cry.&lt;br /&gt;-fuck the times i made you feel hurt.&lt;br /&gt;-fuck the times i was a disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;-fuck the times i was miserable.&lt;br /&gt;-fuck the times i was miserable cause you were hurt.&lt;br /&gt;-fuck the times i knew i could be better but i was not.&lt;br /&gt;-fuck the times i want to be there but i wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;-fuck the times i was asked to leave.&lt;br /&gt;-fuck the times i was pushed back and forth.&lt;br /&gt;-fuck the times i was indecisive.&lt;br /&gt;-fuck the times i couldn't leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont turn back, nor would i ever want to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-1172461727700954834?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/1172461727700954834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=1172461727700954834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/1172461727700954834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/1172461727700954834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/10/fuck-times-i-spent-worrying-abt-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-2452840387121757399</id><published>2007-10-14T01:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T01:42:36.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fuck you all. I hate you all. screwed me upside down. and it has to end this way. fuck you all and hope you all fuck up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-2452840387121757399?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/2452840387121757399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=2452840387121757399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/2452840387121757399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/2452840387121757399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/10/fuck-you-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-5766495898911476272</id><published>2007-10-04T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T23:42:24.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel horrible now. Really do now. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-5766495898911476272?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/5766495898911476272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=5766495898911476272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/5766495898911476272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/5766495898911476272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-feel-horrible-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-8030508654773505739</id><published>2007-10-04T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T13:49:58.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I worried abt you last night. I wanted to come down, but i could not. the photos showed me happy but was i on the inside? i dont think so. i hope you're feeling better. i really do hope ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-8030508654773505739?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/8030508654773505739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=8030508654773505739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/8030508654773505739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/8030508654773505739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-worried-abt-you-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-7320769660246694597</id><published>2007-10-04T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T02:04:12.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;and hi.,&lt;br /&gt;check this out. STUPID PHOTOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/RwPXwTWc_1I/AAAAAAAAABE/vwA9wwURHDM/s1600-h/Picture+75.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117170826451156818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/RwPXwTWc_1I/AAAAAAAAABE/vwA9wwURHDM/s320/Picture+75.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scandalous photo there, aye? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/RwPXwjWc_2I/AAAAAAAAABM/25LhuzmaCH0/s1600-h/Picture+69.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117170830746124130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/RwPXwjWc_2I/AAAAAAAAABM/25LhuzmaCH0/s320/Picture+69.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our smiles. Doesnt that warm your heart? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/RwPXwjWc_3I/AAAAAAAAABU/Cf7V08bEXYc/s1600-h/Picture+68.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117170830746124146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/RwPXwjWc_3I/AAAAAAAAABU/Cf7V08bEXYc/s320/Picture+68.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear her tongue is FUCKING LONG, this is just 1% of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/RwPXwjWc_4I/AAAAAAAAABc/VE6wc5nMz7s/s1600-h/Picture+57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117170830746124162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/RwPXwjWc_4I/AAAAAAAAABc/VE6wc5nMz7s/s320/Picture+57.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring at Weric's friendster photos... UGH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/RwPXwjWc_5I/AAAAAAAAABk/h94s-tyFexg/s1600-h/Picture+51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117170830746124178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/RwPXwjWc_5I/AAAAAAAAABk/h94s-tyFexg/s320/Picture+51.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want your kisses at all :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/RwPZDTWc_7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/6DdWro0d3Jw/s1600-h/Picture+17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117172252380299186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/RwPZDTWc_7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/6DdWro0d3Jw/s320/Picture+17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which one is cuter?, i leave it to you to decide, ASH or EUDORA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/RwPZDDWc_6I/AAAAAAAAABs/qBxtWS_kYNw/s1600-h/Picture+42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117172248085331874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/RwPZDDWc_6I/AAAAAAAAABs/qBxtWS_kYNw/s320/Picture+42.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at the stars, look how they shine for you (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-7320769660246694597?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/7320769660246694597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=7320769660246694597' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/7320769660246694597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/7320769660246694597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/10/and-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5dGQdday4o/RwPXwTWc_1I/AAAAAAAAABE/vwA9wwURHDM/s72-c/Picture+75.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-2253592997852278573</id><published>2007-10-03T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T22:44:51.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am navie, immature and childish. Actually almost is all the same meaning. I am not good enough. sigh. I feel useless and miserable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-2253592997852278573?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/2253592997852278573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=2253592997852278573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/2253592997852278573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/2253592997852278573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-am-navie-immature-and-childish.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-3608343203349464734</id><published>2007-10-03T15:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T15:31:52.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feeling shitty is today's feeling, isn't a good feeling is it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-3608343203349464734?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/3608343203349464734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=3608343203349464734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/3608343203349464734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/3608343203349464734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/10/feeling-shitty-is-todays-feeling-isnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-5000971236405978378</id><published>2007-10-03T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T12:57:14.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>holla,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is a sucky day. went down for training. and got fucked repeatedly by damien. i wasn't in the right frame of mind. shld not have gone down. passes all screwed up. stonned arnd. couldn 't hear my name being called out by sul a few times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane : i dont know girl, you let me know when you're free. cause I'm always free and will make time for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i think its best to leave before it gets deeper. The higher you climb the harder the fall. this applies i guess. the deeper you are in it. the more painful it gets. but the main thing is leave and get over it. thats life. cant bear to leave must as well just go and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know which direction it was going. It wasn't okay that way, totally wasn't. It just wasn't right at all. Now that its over, should i sigh a sigh of relief? Or should i emo it away. I just have to decide later, for now, im exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did i waste my time? I think i did. even though i enjoyed the moments. If only Ash could talk. hmm. that would be interesting, at least he is having fun running arnd without a care in the world. Only hopefully he shits and pees on newspapers for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do i get over things fast? i dont think i do. but i for sure know i fucking will in the end. Sometimes, life just sucks big time. Things you want dearly, you dont get it. things you dont want to get in this lifetime, and wala, you get it. a big thanks to whoever gives that shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother missing what you lose or didn't get and won't ever get. It makes no point. it will make you miserable like hell. quote from Nat's blog " Sometimes it's just best not to want anything. That way if it goes away, or doesn't happen, you won't feel so melancholic. " so true. i wont bother wanting anything from now on. waste of time and energy thinking away. Don't expect me to want anything. i had enough of being miserable waiting a thousand years for something i thought i could get but in the end i didnt get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" life is a tea cup.... " fuck off mitran. you lameass. that is such a lame phrase. hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-5000971236405978378?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/5000971236405978378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=5000971236405978378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/5000971236405978378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/5000971236405978378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/10/holla-today-is-sucky-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-780291010815305758</id><published>2007-10-01T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T13:41:23.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is dedicated for eudora yap.&lt;br /&gt;i have to say that she is the best friend i have ever met.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for tolerating my nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for spending time with me&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being there when i'm down.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being the one to take care of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all i have to say to you girl is thank you. I will always be grateful to you.&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-780291010815305758?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/780291010815305758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=780291010815305758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/780291010815305758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/780291010815305758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-4177520563683790349</id><published>2007-09-30T02:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T02:27:11.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh helllo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have a dog, heh. fucking cute fellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay nvm aha. anyway. nothing much has been happening nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;just the usual shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh i hate where i'm heading to. cant expect much and cant hope much. i'm giving up soon, tired so tired&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-4177520563683790349?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/4177520563683790349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=4177520563683790349' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/4177520563683790349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/4177520563683790349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/09/oh-helllo.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-5876982398493988159</id><published>2007-09-26T16:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T16:58:09.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ugh today's training was tough but manageable la. i think&lt;br /&gt;haha hmm doing nothing now. bored bored bored.almost fell asleeep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favourite song for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ronin's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;One More Moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't take too long to say&lt;br /&gt;I love you to the ones you love&lt;br /&gt;Cause time has a habit of slipping away&lt;br /&gt;And out on a clear blue sky&lt;br /&gt;When lightning strikes on a sunny day&lt;br /&gt;Just take me in and keep me from the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the words that seem so hard so say&lt;br /&gt;Come out when you've gone away&lt;br /&gt;Just stay a little while and hear me say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I want you here tonight&lt;br /&gt;And I need you by my side&lt;br /&gt;For just one more moment&lt;br /&gt;For just one more moment with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn away to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;With each and every word that passes by&lt;br /&gt;Like a distant memory&lt;br /&gt;And time keeps slipping away&lt;br /&gt;And time will turn to grey&lt;br /&gt;And time will be the one who holds you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes time will treat you bad&lt;br /&gt;Before you even know what's wrong&lt;br /&gt;And in the end it hits you hard&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me you'll be strong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-5876982398493988159?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/5876982398493988159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=5876982398493988159' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/5876982398493988159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/5876982398493988159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/09/ugh-todays-training-was-tough-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-3797677698638489558</id><published>2007-09-26T00:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T00:55:35.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think i have moodswings. Like as if i have periods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause i'm fucking irritated now. by &lt;strong&gt;ALOT OF STUFF.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so don't talk to me unless you have something important. If its to talk nonsense, fuck off and find another day to talk to me. thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING IRRITATED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-3797677698638489558?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/3797677698638489558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=3797677698638489558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/3797677698638489558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/3797677698638489558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-think-i-have-moodswings.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102186722255075747.post-4657881663953402857</id><published>2007-09-24T04:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T04:10:39.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, hello!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah I'm damn happy today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met max at arnd like 5? then made our way to Plaze Sing, shopped and then ate at the Manhatten Fish Market. The sea food platter for 2? Its orgasmic. seriously. all shld go try it. FUCKING NICE. (:&lt;br /&gt; then met eudora at night and jiahao and shi surprised me when they drove over and we went to pick eudora and we went for a ride to railmall. it was damn late, but heck.&lt;br /&gt;drank Teh Ping. I CANT SLEEP NOW SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA I'm damn happy today. Like seriously happy. (: never felt that  in a long time. thanks all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replies.&lt;br /&gt;Zee Wee: hey man. haha most prob wil work aye?&lt;br /&gt;Felicia: hey! havent seen you in like a decade. so i will say ' HELLO'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/102186722255075747-4657881663953402857?l=dlaregeel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/feeds/4657881663953402857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=102186722255075747&amp;postID=4657881663953402857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/4657881663953402857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102186722255075747/posts/default/4657881663953402857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dlaregeel.blogspot.com/2007/09/okay-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Gerald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388846141976148861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
