<?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-21132569</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:07:52.796+08:00</updated><category term='psychotic.'/><category term='difference in you'/><category term='secret.shhhh.'/><category term='back'/><category term='if i could be your superman i would fly you to the stars and back again'/><category term='why dream of love'/><category term='difference in me'/><title type='text'>redletters.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>343</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-543811299239554232</id><published>2009-02-21T01:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T01:42:31.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;cause we crash and burn to the point of no return&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;there has been many things that have been on my mind. my one and only regret ___. i miss my old life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;but i've worked so hard to get here. and i wouldn't let what you say put me down. although it loops on its own in my mind constantly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;but my life's calling out, maybe i won't be back this time cause i feel nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;there's somewhere inside me where it's totally gone and i don't know if that's alright or wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-543811299239554232?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/543811299239554232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=543811299239554232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/543811299239554232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/543811299239554232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2009/02/cause-we-crash-and-burn-to-point-of-no.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-1847414402035042454</id><published>2009-02-18T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T22:07:05.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i wish that someone would wipe the tears for me instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-1847414402035042454?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/1847414402035042454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=1847414402035042454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/1847414402035042454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/1847414402035042454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2009/02/sometimes-i-wish-that-someone-would.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-6565140163322300191</id><published>2009-01-15T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T21:44:30.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;WOODY ALLEN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  That's quite a lovely Jackson Pollock, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;GIRL IN MUSEUM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  Yes it is.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;WOODY ALLEN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  What does it say to you?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;GIRL IN MUSEUM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  It restates the negativeness of the universe, the hideous lonely emptiness of existence, nothingness, the predicament of man forced to live in a barren, godless eternity, like a tiny flame flickering in an immense void, with nothing but waste, horror, and degradation, forming a useless bleak straightjacket in a black absurd cosmos.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;WOODY ALLEN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  What are you doing Saturday night?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;GIRL IN MUSEUM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  Committing suicide.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;WOODY ALLEN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  What about Friday night?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;GIRL IN MUSEUM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; [leaves silently]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;have you ever wondered whether you really exist? or are you just a figment of someone else's imagination. what if you lived/are living for the sake of someone's dreams at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;i love you even when i don't know you. yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-6565140163322300191?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/6565140163322300191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=6565140163322300191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/6565140163322300191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/6565140163322300191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2009/01/woody-allen-thats-quite-lovely-jackson.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-7522348252072888925</id><published>2009-01-03T18:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T18:18:28.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;one day when he dies, will you feel as hurt as i have been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;or would you just brush it aside because he didn't mean anything to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;like he did to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SV861LfmWaI/AAAAAAAABhA/zNGkLbAf45E/s1600-h/_MG_1215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SV861LfmWaI/AAAAAAAABhA/zNGkLbAf45E/s320/_MG_1215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287009172849056162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;maybe it's darker than it seems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-7522348252072888925?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/7522348252072888925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=7522348252072888925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/7522348252072888925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/7522348252072888925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-day-when-he-dies-will-you-feel-as.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SV861LfmWaI/AAAAAAAABhA/zNGkLbAf45E/s72-c/_MG_1215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-1399559865728306701</id><published>2008-12-25T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T23:41:14.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SVOpeyLh4bI/AAAAAAAABfU/3SBD5PWCu0A/s1600-h/_MG_3142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SVOpeyLh4bI/AAAAAAAABfU/3SBD5PWCu0A/s320/_MG_3142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283753134167024050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;when the blues have fade. who will you worry for first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i am going to lay off drinks and concentrate on my piano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my fingers will play till you say it's perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i am going to decide what to do with my life. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i live for variations while you for stoic tunes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-1399559865728306701?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/1399559865728306701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=1399559865728306701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/1399559865728306701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/1399559865728306701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-blues-have-fade.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SVOpeyLh4bI/AAAAAAAABfU/3SBD5PWCu0A/s72-c/_MG_3142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-2316913225631828636</id><published>2008-11-24T22:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T22:37:03.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SSq8CGClRnI/AAAAAAAABfM/OHSAdM7cXXY/s1600-h/n502481426_1079170_6421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SSq8CGClRnI/AAAAAAAABfM/OHSAdM7cXXY/s320/n502481426_1079170_6421.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272233057957791346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SSq6QPCrE3I/AAAAAAAABfE/0L97vf_Fyrw/s1600-h/loveshouldhavewroteonhand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SSq6QPCrE3I/AAAAAAAABfE/0L97vf_Fyrw/s320/loveshouldhavewroteonhand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272231101869003634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SSq57njp7wI/AAAAAAAABe8/wGJfzCbiaes/s1600-h/lovehjhj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 85px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SSq57njp7wI/AAAAAAAABe8/wGJfzCbiaes/s320/lovehjhj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272230747672538882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SSq1mNNQ1NI/AAAAAAAABe0/ehIzCLaLIXE/s1600-h/postsecreta494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SSq1mNNQ1NI/AAAAAAAABe0/ehIzCLaLIXE/s320/postsecreta494.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272225981775533266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;thank you PSC. now i feel like the world is actually just like me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;although i think it's only a temporary feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-2316913225631828636?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/2316913225631828636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=2316913225631828636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/2316913225631828636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/2316913225631828636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/11/thank-you-psc.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SSq8CGClRnI/AAAAAAAABfM/OHSAdM7cXXY/s72-c/n502481426_1079170_6421.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-7587903713330673943</id><published>2008-11-06T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T22:31:18.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i am currently deeply in love with criminal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;minds which has not cease to torment my own mind to think further into situations. did i mention i'm in love with doctor reed and agent morgan too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/SHARON/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SRL_iTYjdbI/AAAAAAAABes/9t7FYEFKrt4/s1600-h/criminal_minds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SRL_iTYjdbI/AAAAAAAABes/9t7FYEFKrt4/s320/criminal_minds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265551879133427122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/SHARON/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-7587903713330673943?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/7587903713330673943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=7587903713330673943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/7587903713330673943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/7587903713330673943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-currently-deeply-in-love-with.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SRL_iTYjdbI/AAAAAAAABes/9t7FYEFKrt4/s72-c/criminal_minds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-2536800234679903588</id><published>2008-11-05T17:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T18:02:36.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SRFvJAAiJuI/AAAAAAAABek/UqtGmjZOm3I/s1600-h/IMG_6381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SRFvJAAiJuI/AAAAAAAABek/UqtGmjZOm3I/s320/IMG_6381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265111639784564450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SRFuqv64ohI/AAAAAAAABec/0iteaYzFamc/s1600-h/IMG_6476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SRFuqv64ohI/AAAAAAAABec/0iteaYzFamc/s320/IMG_6476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265111120069829138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SRFuS96ixTI/AAAAAAAABeU/rZhWyBxfmaM/s1600-h/IMG_6411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SRFuS96ixTI/AAAAAAAABeU/rZhWyBxfmaM/s320/IMG_6411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265110711509632306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SRFuAYj-vOI/AAAAAAAABeM/oQ7ZfXWzo1I/s1600-h/DSC01510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SRFuAYj-vOI/AAAAAAAABeM/oQ7ZfXWzo1I/s320/DSC01510.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265110392245239010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SRFt4Bsr2fI/AAAAAAAABeE/MC9HWdyX8uQ/s1600-h/DSC01499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SRFt4Bsr2fI/AAAAAAAABeE/MC9HWdyX8uQ/s320/DSC01499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265110248668781042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;halloween in singapore is boring as hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;we belong together like the morning stars and midnight lights.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know the feeling where you just look at some people/person and you go "DOH" and just want to walk away that very second? well i think i did and do. many times actually. just the same few people you want to love but can't. not because you're not allowed to. but because you wouldn't let myself do it out of some effing selfish reason you can't even come out with. people are more difficult to understand then a car. period.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now you're talking to me like we're still friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;you know when someone breaks up with you. the worse thing to say is let's be friends. but at the same time it's the best. stupid contradictions of life. pfft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ok. i have too many thoughts running at the same time. literally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-2536800234679903588?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/2536800234679903588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=2536800234679903588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/2536800234679903588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/2536800234679903588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-in-singapore-is-boring-as.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SRFvJAAiJuI/AAAAAAAABek/UqtGmjZOm3I/s72-c/IMG_6381.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-7586077862495542466</id><published>2008-10-26T11:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T11:31:16.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="460" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/eJoji_ys6T/aus=false/pv=2/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/eJoji_ys6T/aus=false/pv=2/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="350" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-7586077862495542466?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/7586077862495542466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=7586077862495542466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/7586077862495542466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/7586077862495542466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-6499698286189926380</id><published>2008-10-23T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T22:01:37.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Dear ashwhy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I don't really know how to tell you this, but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The mafia wants you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;. I think I realized it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;First of May&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; At the mental hospital&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; and I saw you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Sit on&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; the crazy monk.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I'm sure you're &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Cowardly&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;enough to understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;That Santa doesn't exist.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I'm returning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Your false teeth&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; to you, but I'll keep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Your collection of butterflies&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; as a memory. You should also know that I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Always will try to forget &lt;/u&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The apartment building&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Greetings to your freaky family&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;___,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;-yours truly-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;1. What's the color of your shirt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Blue - Our romance is over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Red - Our affair is over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;White - I'll join the monastery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Black - I dislike you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Green - Our horoscope doesn't match&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Grey - You're a pervert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Yellow - I'm selling myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Pink - Your nostrils are insulting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Brown - The mafia wants you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;No shirt - You're a loser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Other - I'm in love with your sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;2. Which is your birth month?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;January - That night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;February - Last year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;March - When your dwarf bit me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;April - When I tripped on sesame seeds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;May - First of May&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;June - When you put cuffs on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;July - When I threw up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;August - When I saw the shrunken head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;September - When we skinny dipped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;October - When I quoted Santa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;November - When your dog ran amok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;December - When I changed tennis shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;3. Which food do you prefer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Tacos - In your apartment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Pizza - In your camping car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Pasta - Outside of Chicago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Hamburgers - Under the bus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Salad - As you ate enchilada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Chicken - In your closet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Kabob - With Paris Hilton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Fish - In women's clothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Sandwiches - At the Hare Krishna graduation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Lasagna - At the mental hospital&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Hot dog - Under a state of trance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;None of the above - With George Bush and his wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;4. What's the color of your socks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Yellow - Hit on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Red - Insult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Black - Ignore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Blue - Knock out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Purple - Pour syrup on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;White - Carve your initials into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Grey - Pull the clothes off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Brown - Put leeches on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Orange - Castrate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Pink - Pull the toupee off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Barefoot - Sit on&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Other - Drive out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;5. What's the color of your underwear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Black - My best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;White - My father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Grey - Bill Clinton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Brown - My fart balloon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Purple - My mustard soufflé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Red - Donald Duck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Blue - My avocado plant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Yellow - My penpal in Ghana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Orange - My Kid Rock-collection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Pink - Manchester United's goalkeeper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;None - My John F. Kennedy-statue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Other - The crazy monk&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;6. What do you prefer to watch on TV?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Scrubs - Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;O.C. - Emotional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;One Tree Hill - Open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Heroes - Frostbitten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Lost - High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;House - Scarred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Simpsons - Cowardly&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;The news - Mongolic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Idol - Masochistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Family Guy - Senile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Top Model - Middle-class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;None of the above - Ashamed I'm in no mood for TV &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;7. Your mood right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Happy - How awful I've felt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Sad - How boring you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Bored - That Santa doesn't exist&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Angry - That your pimples are at the last stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Depressed - That we're cousins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Excited - That there is no solution to this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Nervous - The middle-east&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Worried - That your Honda sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Apathetic - That I did a sex-change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Ashamed - That I'm allergic to your hamster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Cuddly - That I get turned on by garbage men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Overjoyous - That I'm open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Other - That Extreme Home Makeover sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;8. What's the color of your walls in your bedroom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;White - Your ring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Yellow - Your love letters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Red - Your Darth Vader-poster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Black - Your tame stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Blue - The couch cushions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Green - The pictures from LA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Orange - Your false teeth&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Brown - Your contact book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Grey - Our matching snoopy-bibs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Purple - Your old lottery coupons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Pink - The cut toenails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Other - Your memories from the military service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;9. The first letter of your first name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;A/B - Your photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;C/D - The oil stocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;E/F - Your neighbour Martin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;G/H - My virginity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I/J - The results of your blood-sample&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;K/L - Your left ear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;M/N - Your suicide note&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;O/P - My common sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Q/R - Your mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;S/T - Your collection of butterflies&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;U/V - Your criminal record&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;W/X - David's tricot outfits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Y/Z - Your grades from college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;10. The last letter in your last name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;A/B - Always will remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;C/D - Never will forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;E/F - Always wanted to break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;G/H - Never openly mocked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I/J - Always have felt dirty before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;K/L - Will tell the authorities about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;M/N - Told in my confession today about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;O/P - Was interviewed by the Times about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Q/R - Told my psychiatrist about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;S/T - Get sick when I think of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;U/V - Always will try to forget&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;W/X - Am better off without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Y/Z - Never liked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;11. What do you prefer to drink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Water- Our friendship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Beer - Senility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Soft drink - A new life as a clone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Soda - The incarnation as an eskimo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Milk - The apartment building&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Wine - Cocaine abuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Cider - A passionate interest for mice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Juice - Oprah Winfrey imitations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Mineral water - Embarrassing rash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Hot chocolate - Eggplant-fetishism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Whisky - To ruin the second world war&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Other - To hate the Boston Celtics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;12. To which country would you prefer to go on a vacation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Thailand - Warm regards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;USA - Best regards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;England - Good luck on your short-term leave from jail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Spain - Go and drown yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;China - Disgusting regards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Germany - With ease&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Japan - Go burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Greece - Your everlasting enemy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Australia - Greetings to your frog Leonard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Egypt - Fuck off now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;France - In pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Other - Greetings to your freaky family&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; i wanna go translyvania! for dracula :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;shit i've to go for some shit height and weight talk. what's wrong with being fat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-6499698286189926380?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/6499698286189926380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=6499698286189926380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/6499698286189926380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/6499698286189926380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/10/dear-ashwhy-i-dont-really-know-how-to.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-438345318802314826</id><published>2008-10-20T20:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T20:58:31.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SPx_efZAR0I/AAAAAAAABd8/Wto148OF6GY/s1600-h/_MG_9143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SPx_efZAR0I/AAAAAAAABd8/Wto148OF6GY/s320/_MG_9143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259218626661074754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SPx-0hfrTaI/AAAAAAAABd0/S_Ws31v39Kg/s1600-h/_MG_9201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SPx-0hfrTaI/AAAAAAAABd0/S_Ws31v39Kg/s320/_MG_9201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259217905671425442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SPx-agi6b-I/AAAAAAAABds/uWOm746yz2s/s1600-h/_MG_9282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SPx-agi6b-I/AAAAAAAABds/uWOm746yz2s/s320/_MG_9282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259217458739965922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SPx9yhKjDeI/AAAAAAAABdk/1g-ETsDfxpo/s1600-h/_MG_9131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SPx9yhKjDeI/AAAAAAAABdk/1g-ETsDfxpo/s320/_MG_9131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259216771711438306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SPx7uw_fJiI/AAAAAAAABdc/gaxnUKAEtOs/s1600-h/_MG_9020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SPx7uw_fJiI/AAAAAAAABdc/gaxnUKAEtOs/s320/_MG_9020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259214508217280034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SPx6jcwTIVI/AAAAAAAABdU/V7cHTIFdrRE/s1600-h/_MG_8921_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SPx6jcwTIVI/AAAAAAAABdU/V7cHTIFdrRE/s320/_MG_8921_edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259213214294679890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;well. that's 6000 words for you. canon marathon = screwed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;i swear the winning pictures were not even near fantastic and all of us went HUH in the end. hahas. ah wells. i'm glad i had fun though. hahas. need to go on more photoshoots with mich!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;did i mention i have a soft spot for cute lil boys :] hurhurhur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;anyway, hope these photos may be a source of inspiration to some. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;and i finally did my first official tech work! much thanks to kester who seems a tad too enthusiastic in teaching me. but i like :} hahas. i hope i do him proud! hurhur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;op, i will pwn you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-438345318802314826?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/438345318802314826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=438345318802314826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/438345318802314826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/438345318802314826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/10/well.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SPx_efZAR0I/AAAAAAAABd8/Wto148OF6GY/s72-c/_MG_9143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-6889594859966918841</id><published>2008-10-10T21:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T21:49:48.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;days been feeling empty. filling it up with nonsensical hobbies and things bought with only money.i don't think i've ever had anything[one] that made me want to pour my heart out to. listless stares that no one would see through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;i want to be a daydreamer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;i am a daydreamer. i hope you understand now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;the two of us can be a rainbow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SO9cog6ohAI/AAAAAAAABdM/gBMnsbQPPqA/s1600-h/DSC01359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SO9cog6ohAI/AAAAAAAABdM/gBMnsbQPPqA/s320/DSC01359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255521141265040386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-6889594859966918841?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/6889594859966918841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=6889594859966918841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/6889594859966918841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/6889594859966918841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/10/days-been-feeling-empty.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SO9cog6ohAI/AAAAAAAABdM/gBMnsbQPPqA/s72-c/DSC01359.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-3764799942367329184</id><published>2008-10-05T20:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T20:17:58.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;color:#0000ff;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff00ff;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;saw an old friend of ours today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; She asked about you, I didn't know quite what to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; Heard you've been making the rounds down here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; While I've been trying to make tears disappear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  Now I'm almost over you.&lt;br /&gt;I almost should be through.&lt;br /&gt;So when you come back around,&lt;br /&gt;after painting the town,&lt;br /&gt;you'll see I'm almost over you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  You're such a sly one with your cold cold heart.&lt;br /&gt;Leaving came easy though it tore me apart.&lt;br /&gt;Time heals all wounds they say and I should know.&lt;br /&gt;cause it seams like forever but I'm letting you go.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  Now I'm almost over you.&lt;br /&gt;I almost should be through.&lt;br /&gt;So when you come back around,&lt;br /&gt;after painting the town,&lt;br /&gt;you'll see I'm almost over you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  I can forgive you and soon I'll forget&lt;br /&gt;all the shattered dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Although you left me with nothing&lt;br /&gt;to show for the misery.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  Now I'm almost over you.&lt;br /&gt;I almost should be through.&lt;br /&gt;So when you come back around,&lt;br /&gt;after painting the town,&lt;br /&gt;you'll see I'm almost over you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  So when you come back around,&lt;br /&gt;after painting the town,&lt;br /&gt;you'll see I'm almost over you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;friends, i'm not emo. i just think this song is nice :]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;btw, 2 more days till promos end! 2 more days and i'm off to meet my loves!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-3764799942367329184?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/3764799942367329184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=3764799942367329184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/3764799942367329184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/3764799942367329184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/10/saw-old-friend-of-ours-today-she-asked.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-8691286304703785082</id><published>2008-09-30T23:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T23:24:57.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;gosh. i know this is such wrong timing. seeing that i'm caught right smack in the promos season. but i couldn't resist :} i tried to though :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;right so F1 on saturday was fun. and deafening. it sure was a big bang what with all the crashes and all. and all the sibeh tua lens. hahahas. right. sorry. inside joke. anyways, pics :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SOJBzmjJ09I/AAAAAAAABc0/_csi4ORJT3U/s1600-h/_MG_8350_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SOJBzmjJ09I/AAAAAAAABc0/_csi4ORJT3U/s320/_MG_8350_edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251832470244545490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;oh oh oh! my new teddy :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SOJCZcoHh8I/AAAAAAAABc8/9yppkY01toU/s1600-h/_MG_7996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SOJCZcoHh8I/AAAAAAAABc8/9yppkY01toU/s320/_MG_7996.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251833120416040898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SOJDo2EjwzI/AAAAAAAABdE/mJWELD9D5XA/s1600-h/_MG_8024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SOJDo2EjwzI/AAAAAAAABdE/mJWELD9D5XA/s320/_MG_8024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251834484455883570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;hammie's car. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;i'm so tired of chasing. so now i'll just walk my pace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;when will you realise i'm no longer by your side?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-8691286304703785082?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/8691286304703785082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=8691286304703785082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/8691286304703785082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/8691286304703785082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/09/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SOJBzmjJ09I/AAAAAAAABc0/_csi4ORJT3U/s72-c/_MG_8350_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-2822701697380625049</id><published>2008-09-22T19:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T19:20:38.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;wow. haven't blogged in ages and this is such wrong timing. ah wells. so many stuffs are happening this week! why must it be promos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i can't go to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;f1&lt;/span&gt; thanks to promos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;can't go watch the one and only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;wailers gig&lt;/span&gt; (i doubt they'll ever come again) thanks to promos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;can't celebrate clara's birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;then there's that troublesome honours' night that's on my one and only study break. grr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;but last night was fun! hahas. celebrated yiloong's birthday. gosh i need to grab photos from mich! hahas. we caused the kiddy urinal in the girls toilet to overspill. no wait. mich to be explicit. hahas. she uh stuck out to much.hahas. gosh i swear that was hilarious. i guess they're my crazy bunch of friends. lianne and i always seem to go nuts when we see each other. jem, yiloong and sean just can't stop insulting me when they're together but i guess i'm immune now. HA! take that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;WE GOT HIGH ON BJs AND SIMPSONS LAST NIGHT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;then we walked out to cab and i got high on the roadside cause the cabs just wouldn't come and yiloong was being a bangladesh, although i must say he did fit the criteria's really well last night :}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i swear sugar high when you're suppose to be sleeping isn't fun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ah wells. screw promos. i'm so dead for gp and math and geo. and maybe lit. which is practically everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and just when you thought i'd be there, i'll be brave enough to walk away from you. i don't want to be a shadow. i just want to be seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-2822701697380625049?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/2822701697380625049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=2822701697380625049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/2822701697380625049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/2822701697380625049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/09/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-619769293816327711</id><published>2008-09-01T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T19:28:33.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;this is yet another pre-emptive warning to verrell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-619769293816327711?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/619769293816327711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=619769293816327711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/619769293816327711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/619769293816327711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is-yet-another-pre-emptive-warning.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-6145277874076055507</id><published>2008-09-01T19:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T19:24:23.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMzE_2TFI/AAAAAAAABcs/hPFjCjft3Po/s1600-h/botanic+gardens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMzE_2TFI/AAAAAAAABcs/hPFjCjft3Po/s320/botanic+gardens.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241007769262640210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;botanic gardens on the 29th! i think. omg, i'm so busy i forgot when what happened. hahas. but ah wells, you get my drift. i guessed that's prolly the craziest day of the month.cause we were getting high on honey bunny marshmellow~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;like 5 mega pieces in one mouth so lianne, yiloong and i went off the rocks. like literally, we were singing to the cookie monster song in the middle of the night at like what?9pm? i laughes at our stupidity but wells, fun day :} and then back to spamming b&amp;amp;js!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;good luck to alvar, jess and shirley for their a's! this is like our last outing till you guys are done and free from the ever streneous twines that strangles every living student in singapore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and holy crap, comex was crazy yesterday, i swear i was hyperventilating halfway. and yiloong's dang clever. i've never met anyone who offended random strangers so quickly and easily than him. maybe aside from me. but yaa. him and his mega huge crumpler.so we scoured 3 levels of masses of body trying to kill each other for electronics. for what? to get a freaking hard disk and a 4gb cf card and a bloody thumb drive for a big fat piece of fishball. grrr. my macbook is still somewhere out of reach. i don't see the point of comex anyway, it's neither cheaper nor does it have the newest stuff. except that all my lovely AT headphones were on display....... holy shit i totally regret buying early. pfft. so we decided to go back to watch pulp fiction! wahaha. i swear tarantino is the best director ever and it's agreed that he chooses the best music. dang it i wants the soundtrack. screw sg for banning nice movies like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;invention tmr! good luck my friends! drink more water, rest early, pack your bags now and get ready to see some fantastic action tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;eyedrops here i come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;someday when the sun dies out then i'll finally see the light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-6145277874076055507?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/6145277874076055507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=6145277874076055507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/6145277874076055507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/6145277874076055507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/09/botanic-gardens-on-29th-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMzE_2TFI/AAAAAAAABcs/hPFjCjft3Po/s72-c/botanic+gardens.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-2156884310860144529</id><published>2008-08-22T20:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T20:12:12.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Scholastic Strength Is Deep Thinking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatshouldyoumajorinquiz/deep-thinking.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You aren't afraid to delve head first into a difficult subject, with mastery as your goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are talented at adapting, motivating others, managing resources, and analyzing risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should major in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philosophy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foreign language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoumajorinquiz/"&gt;What Should You Major In?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i know what you wanna say. but don't say it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i wants that 50mm f1.4!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-2156884310860144529?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/2156884310860144529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=2156884310860144529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/2156884310860144529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/2156884310860144529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/08/your-scholastic-strength-is-deep.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-6847557471670458519</id><published>2008-08-10T12:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T20:32:21.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;cause everything you touched left holes inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-6847557471670458519?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/6847557471670458519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=6847557471670458519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/6847557471670458519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/6847557471670458519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/08/cause-everything-you-touched-left-holes.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-6084233066913424054</id><published>2008-08-07T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T22:49:55.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A          first sign of the beginning of understanding is          the wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to Die"&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;         Diaries of Franz Kafka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-6084233066913424054?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/6084233066913424054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=6084233066913424054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/6084233066913424054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/6084233066913424054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-sign-of-beginning-of.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-1144668866886091586</id><published>2008-08-03T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T21:19:15.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i can feel my life my soul slowly seeping away from me as i struggle to stay sane these days. days and weeks passed in a blur. like for real, cause half of the time my eyes weren't even fully open. why is it that people always think that they are the only person that others think about. why do people think that they are so important in other people's heart. when actually they're not. why is it that they do not see anyone else outside they're own selfish sphere of self-admiration but themselves. sighs. why do i endeavor in things that i 'm not sure of myself.  have you ever gone against your wishes and compromised your integrity and pride just so you can scrap past a day of unending energy draining events.why do i have so many whys. this is stupid. blogging is stupid but i still do it. see it's a prove of how people always do things they don't but only out of habits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;why so sad you asked.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;i'm not.i just.i don't know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;the few things that could lift my face into a smile or grin was the night swim with pris last night and the gulping down of a carton of milk with yiloong in public. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;(&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;and now i have phlegm stuck in my throat. chrys is going to kill me for this.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;it's the silly things you do that made me smile. thank you friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;please verrell if you have nothing nice to say, don't :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-1144668866886091586?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/1144668866886091586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=1144668866886091586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/1144668866886091586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/1144668866886091586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-can-feel-my-life-my-soul-slowly.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-2508126367986428676</id><published>2008-07-30T19:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T19:57:46.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;you're my yellow brick road leading me on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-2508126367986428676?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/2508126367986428676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=2508126367986428676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/2508126367986428676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/2508126367986428676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/07/youre-my-yellow-brick-road-leading-me.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-8303286033371450534</id><published>2008-07-28T19:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T19:56:19.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i like myself. only when i smile cause of yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;how long will it take to finally get out of home? tell me. if you have a house to rent. tell me. if you've got a brilliant plan for me to leave. tell me if you're robbing the bank in a bright yellow school bus. tell me when you know for sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-8303286033371450534?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/8303286033371450534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=8303286033371450534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/8303286033371450534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/8303286033371450534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-like-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-8084180331166766815</id><published>2008-07-20T20:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T20:31:11.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;somewhere in this town we're running breatheless again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;hoping to find someplace where we can share a laugh or two again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(aren't you tired from the repetitive lives we have?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;can't you see we're running in circles again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;we see the same scenes over and over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(do you not know its time to fall down to your grave.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;cause we all fall down again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I WANT MY HTC TOUCHPRO!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-8084180331166766815?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/8084180331166766815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=8084180331166766815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/8084180331166766815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/8084180331166766815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/07/somewhere-in-this-town-were-running.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-5762376872417104786</id><published>2008-07-17T21:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T21:08:45.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i always thought that if i ran really fast, i could jump and fly away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-5762376872417104786?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/5762376872417104786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=5762376872417104786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/5762376872417104786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/5762376872417104786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-always-thought-that-if-i-ran-really.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-6373381366785835452</id><published>2008-07-14T22:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T21:24:00.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Rainbow"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; We were so close, like to swords in one heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; But you're giving me this feeling that we're drifing apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You don't come to me like you use to, and I don't cry on ya shoulder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I'm trying to understand this before darkness takes over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Did we lose touch cause' I didn't show you love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Did I say to much, or didn't I say enough? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Did I let you down last time you came around? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I hate to see you pull away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; It's like our rainbow's fading to black and white. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; And I just don't know what we have to fight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Do we have a problem, can we resolve it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; is it something that we gotta talk about, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; can we figure it out? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Cause' if we can't work it out make it right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; our rainbow's gonna turn to black and white.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; The distance between us is growing everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Feeling up with words we had no chance to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; What we had was like magic, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; we always thought the same thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I'm afraid we might lose that, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; the colors are always changing.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-6373381366785835452?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/6373381366785835452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=6373381366785835452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/6373381366785835452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/6373381366785835452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/07/rainbow-we-were-so-close-like-to-swords.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-3085580503531100820</id><published>2008-07-12T23:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T00:03:14.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;heh. omg. so much stuff is happening and i just realise there are many things i have not done.  and i also realise that photog is my life. hahas. not all but yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;yesterday's outing was uber fun, what with jasper making bryan wet and the menu making verrell wet too. and all the jokes you laugh cause its just not funny *i am making sense i don't care*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;today's outing/pw was fun too! sentosa. hahas. i am making a point of going there every week with my newly engaged xlyn! hahas. i love you dear! and that ring is poking my finger. gah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;omg and someone else is attached too *gasps*&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SHjNyp8QmZI/AAAAAAAABGg/cqic9w5DtQ4/s1600-h/n730338594_719887_979.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SHjNyp8QmZI/AAAAAAAABGg/cqic9w5DtQ4/s320/n730338594_719887_979.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222150038071843218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/SHARON/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SHjN_HF5ccI/AAAAAAAABGo/ZXmMtc-AzTg/s1600-h/n730338594_719962_2354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SHjN_HF5ccI/AAAAAAAABGo/ZXmMtc-AzTg/s320/n730338594_719962_2354.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222150252055327170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SHjOKgyTclI/AAAAAAAABGw/K0VnRlM7YtY/s1600-h/n730338594_719883_9926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SHjOKgyTclI/AAAAAAAABGw/K0VnRlM7YtY/s320/n730338594_719883_9926.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222150447931028050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;sexy la caibei, still can capture the water droplets. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;anyways, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DUCT-TAPE BOY/MACROSCOPIC NINCOMPOOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[yiloong] requests votes so yeah, vote for his photos @ &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;http://www.thericeproject.com/?action=vote&amp;amp;e=124&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(verrell shut up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and i forgot what else i was gonna say. hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-3085580503531100820?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/3085580503531100820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=3085580503531100820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/3085580503531100820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/3085580503531100820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/07/heh.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SHjNyp8QmZI/AAAAAAAABGg/cqic9w5DtQ4/s72-c/n730338594_719887_979.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-7563812135721622524</id><published>2008-07-07T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T00:11:09.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ning&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i know you can still access blogger when you're in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;aust&lt;/span&gt;, so i think its faster if we communicate through our post :] &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; so glad you came back, really really. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; so glad i can finally have someone to tell things too. i miss you so much for the past 6 months and did i mention that your messages really surprise me? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; said it. i was so surprised that i cried. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;. see la. i missed you so much and you're only back for 2 weeks. why why why? don't go back &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pleaseeee&lt;/span&gt;. because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; have to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;surpress&lt;/span&gt; 6 months of emotions and wait for you to come back so i can pour it all out. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;. right. see. so you should stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe one day we'll finally get what we truly want. but what do you truly want? why does human heart falter so?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-7563812135721622524?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/7563812135721622524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=7563812135721622524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/7563812135721622524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/7563812135721622524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-ning-i-know-you-can-still-access.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-2035425113431499420</id><published>2008-06-29T15:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T15:37:51.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;remember the time you stood up for me just for a sit at the swing? i remembered. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-2035425113431499420?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/2035425113431499420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=2035425113431499420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/2035425113431499420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/2035425113431499420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/06/remember-time-you-stood-up-for-me-just.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-8718605001807000612</id><published>2008-06-29T12:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T13:50:13.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;look! my new boyfriend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SGcWmYXx2uI/AAAAAAAABF8/jq9n6W-U7VQ/s1600-h/_MG_4584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SGcWmYXx2uI/AAAAAAAABF8/jq9n6W-U7VQ/s320/_MG_4584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217163541965036258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;no.its not the person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;its the cute lil thing he's holding! wootsey! i swear i was making love to it for like 6 hours that whole day while we walked from clarke quay to god know's where, cause i don't remember. then we saw the airshow rehearsal for ndp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SGcYxV0iw2I/AAAAAAAABGE/H4Q0fSSnMsI/s1600-h/_MG_4637_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SGcYxV0iw2I/AAAAAAAABGE/H4Q0fSSnMsI/s320/_MG_4637_edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217165929282192226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;and there were these!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SGcdsQoQ-EI/AAAAAAAABGQ/BRcLfQAkb9E/s1600-h/_MG_4680_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SGcdsQoQ-EI/AAAAAAAABGQ/BRcLfQAkb9E/s320/_MG_4680_edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217171339547310146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SGcgswBw9zI/AAAAAAAABGY/zY3GgpLkin4/s1600-h/_MG_4683_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SGcgswBw9zI/AAAAAAAABGY/zY3GgpLkin4/s320/_MG_4683_edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217174646510647090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;can you blind people see that heart shape...yaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;we were saying bryan must be damn rich to get the RSAF to do it for eunice. TWICE TOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;yupps yupps. we saw many people that day. dtay was the shocker. hahas. i swear they're[yiloong and dtay] expressions were like priceless. then i saw huimin! like she appeared right i front of me and i screamed like crazy.hahas. gah chokes. i miss you guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;but i'm seeing sam on monday! sam my cute lil fluffly bouncy jumping friend! SAM! who's kinda a retard who doesn't know how to function any type of technology that has unlabelled buttons :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;yupps. so i went home and slept from saturday 7pm till 12nn just now:] cause crew work and walking for hours = draining me physically and mentally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;so now i have 9 hours to rush my dep paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;toodaloo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-8718605001807000612?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/8718605001807000612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=8718605001807000612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/8718605001807000612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/8718605001807000612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/06/look-my-new-boyfriend-no.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SGcWmYXx2uI/AAAAAAAABF8/jq9n6W-U7VQ/s72-c/_MG_4584.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-6508046598208080242</id><published>2008-06-25T16:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T17:06:49.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;you don't know me well enough. yes dear, you really don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;cause if you really did, you wouldn't have done/said those fucking shit into my face. you knew which button to press to fuck me up. admit it. you knew and you still dived straight in and pressed it. you seriously don't see the consequences do you. oh wait, there isn't. cause you know i'd just swallow it done. swallow my fucking pride for your fucking shitface. i don't even know why i do it. do you? enlighten me please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;cause everytime i wait for you to turn around, knowing i'd see percepted perfection amongst the thousand flaws that crawls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Sometimes it's black sometimes it's white sometimes he's wrong sometimes i'm right sometimes we talk about it or we figure it out but then he just changed his mind&lt;br /&gt;sometimes he's hot sometimes im cold sometimes my head wants to explode&lt;br /&gt;But when i think about it im so in love with him&lt;br /&gt;Every other time&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SGIJ9edDVXI/AAAAAAAABF0/iwAasjX56is/s1600-h/2300546279_00149471c5_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 195px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SGIJ9edDVXI/AAAAAAAABF0/iwAasjX56is/s320/2300546279_00149471c5_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215742270200042866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-6508046598208080242?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/6508046598208080242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=6508046598208080242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/6508046598208080242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/6508046598208080242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-dont-know-me-well-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SGIJ9edDVXI/AAAAAAAABF0/iwAasjX56is/s72-c/2300546279_00149471c5_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-6904033130189946732</id><published>2008-06-16T20:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T20:22:33.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and OMG YILOONG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;thanks for the camera:] hahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-6904033130189946732?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/6904033130189946732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=6904033130189946732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/6904033130189946732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/6904033130189946732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/06/and-omg-yiloong-thanks-for-camera-hahas.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-8229542262237123311</id><published>2008-06-16T19:36:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T20:12:38.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear i saw the nicest sunset and sunrise on the plane. but screw those high altitudes that form crystalised water on the window. (it was pretty nice though) so whatever, i'll fly a private plane one day and take all the pictures i want. and then it occured to me. why the hell was i on the plane gawking at iced windows going on a freaking package tour with my mum. and the hell with a 2gb card for 10 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;well.i guess the most exciting day was the last day. where the few of us snapped away at the riots and people pulling at my collar to prevent me from throwing a beer bottle too. hah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;can't wait till i'm legal or something then i can finally take in europe in its full splendour instead of rushing from one state to another. screw package tours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SFZVzimbmVI/AAAAAAAABFs/1L6fcVIvyZM/s1600-h/IMG_1952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SFZVzimbmVI/AAAAAAAABFs/1L6fcVIvyZM/s320/IMG_1952.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212447962677614930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SFZVG4B4R5I/AAAAAAAABFk/qvETF59rS5c/s1600-h/IMG_2909_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SFZVG4B4R5I/AAAAAAAABFk/qvETF59rS5c/s320/IMG_2909_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212447195335772050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ok. i'm pissed with blogger. just check out fb for photos :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: courier new;"&gt;it dawned on me on the way back home&lt;br /&gt;that i did a regrettable thing.&lt;br /&gt;the first i've ever felt but there's no turning back is there?&lt;br /&gt;come come&lt;br /&gt;let's all drown in self demolition&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;omg.pat,micki,ailing and rayson let's meet up soon and bitch bout mslonelyandmsposey :] i've got infoooo. GRINS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-8229542262237123311?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/8229542262237123311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=8229542262237123311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/8229542262237123311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/8229542262237123311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-swear-i-saw-nicest-sunset-and-sunrise.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SFZVzimbmVI/AAAAAAAABFs/1L6fcVIvyZM/s72-c/IMG_1952.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-4453084281270866882</id><published>2008-05-31T18:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T18:12:38.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;i swear i'd marry the next person who's gonna provide me with a lifetime supply of sweets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;and chocolates. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-4453084281270866882?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/4453084281270866882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=4453084281270866882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/4453084281270866882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/4453084281270866882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-swear-id-marry-next-person-whos-gonna.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-3994151465380494640</id><published>2008-05-30T05:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T16:28:37.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Observation Skills Get A C-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howobservantareyouquiz/observant-c.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to notice the big things in life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the details aren't exactly your forte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howobservantareyouquiz/"&gt;How Observant Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;yay! i hve not slept today. hahas. thanks to that fat ass who is still playing my wii and sam who baked cookies with me :] seriously, why doesn't anyone want sam :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ep outing later. maybe i might screw up terms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;oh wait, i will. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;because i like how everything else besides homework distracts me. because i love baking cookies with sam that i forget how much work is piling up on my fucked up table. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;and the concrete i walk on seems to melt under me when i'm with you. because its only you who can make me swirl on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;and when the sun comes up today. will i still see your face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;aites. back to non-stop gaming and cookie diet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-3994151465380494640?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/3994151465380494640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=3994151465380494640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/3994151465380494640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/3994151465380494640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/05/yay-i-hve-not-slept-today.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-4133511710267484296</id><published>2008-05-29T14:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T14:19:39.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='if i could be your superman i would fly you to the stars and back again'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;sing my little dear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;sing sing sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and feel the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;if i could &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i would take that pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and make it into rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so that it'd pour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;down on us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ruining the colours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;we've painted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;all over ourselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and so the world becomes better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;while we fade into monochrome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;would you not give me a rainbow?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;cause  i woke up crying from a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;a nightmare i might say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;i was shot right through my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;falling, i felt coldness against my cheeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;as tears fell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;not because i was dying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;but because you were in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-4133511710267484296?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/4133511710267484296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=4133511710267484296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/4133511710267484296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/4133511710267484296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/05/sing-my-little-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-5964085052799034546</id><published>2008-05-27T00:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T00:50:44.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;A little too tired says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ehhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;promisering. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;wah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;promisering. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;damn long never see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;promisering. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;A little too tired says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;where you disapper to ar?so long nv see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;A little too tired says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;hahas. i love the chemistry i share with people close to me :] can't wait for thurs! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-5964085052799034546?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/5964085052799034546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=5964085052799034546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/5964085052799034546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/5964085052799034546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/05/little-too-tired-says-ehhh-promisering.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-2392756366728651842</id><published>2008-05-22T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T22:12:32.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i know you probably thought i ignored you the whole day and forgot its your birthday! but i didn't :] GRINS. yeah so the older you needs more sleep. i swear. you have bigger eye bags than me and i probably look younger than you. hahas. don't like the stress get to you too much okay! and i hoped the guys did tau poked you today or something since i can't. dang it. this is so much more meaningful than a sms :] cause its proof that i remembered your birthday! and i'm the last one to wish you happy birthday so yeah. i win. hahas. random blabbering, sorry :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-2392756366728651842?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/2392756366728651842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=2392756366728651842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/2392756366728651842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/2392756366728651842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/05/h-p-p-y-b-i-r-t-h-d-y-j-u-s-t-i-n-i.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-1033012409854072716</id><published>2008-05-18T15:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T15:40:14.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;happy birthday to all may babies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;5th may- ivan, patrick, madeline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;8th- ignatius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;10th-kimberley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;12th-junwei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;13th-biran, zonggen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;14th-ME and vinesh and deraj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;15th-michelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;17th-david&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;happy belated birthday to all :} I WILL NEVER END UP IN THE DUMPSTER! HA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;these few days have been fun. thanks to those around me who can truly let me forget about things that needs to be forgotten.you know how stress builds up? till you can't take it anymore? yeah. try experiencing that at 8 am in the morning. i swear, i came out crying from the relief. guys, it wasn't the fact that i was the first and nervous or that i screwed, it was because i was so relief. but i really appreciate having friends like this around me at times as such.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;and when the lights are out. what were you thinking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;streaks of lights and ghostly apparitions of course ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SC_agCY6_wI/AAAAAAAABFA/Unbiv5tExUw/s1600-h/_MG_2306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SC_agCY6_wI/AAAAAAAABFA/Unbiv5tExUw/s320/_MG_2306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201616338568281858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SC_boyY6_yI/AAAAAAAABFM/K38KwCdWvC0/s1600-h/_MG_2296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SC_boyY6_yI/AAAAAAAABFM/K38KwCdWvC0/s320/_MG_2296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201617588403765026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;merryn. NOT EDITED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SC_b2CY6_zI/AAAAAAAABFU/W6KaVzIAOCc/s1600-h/group+photo%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SC_b2CY6_zI/AAAAAAAABFU/W6KaVzIAOCc/s320/group+photo%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201617816037031730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;(taken by jasper)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;our lingering presence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;upcoming birthdays-justin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-1033012409854072716?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/1033012409854072716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=1033012409854072716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/1033012409854072716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/1033012409854072716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday-to-all-may-babies-5th.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SC_agCY6_wI/AAAAAAAABFA/Unbiv5tExUw/s72-c/_MG_2306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-1729743811498877393</id><published>2008-05-11T16:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T16:42:25.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy? mother's day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;well i guess this just showed how little we have come to known each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;every year i experience it once. the feeling of not know what to say to you. i made the card, each year a different style. but then looking back, the contents were all the same.the exact same words. the exact shortness of the message. and i wonder why is that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and it strikes to me harder this year than any other. because we haven't talked at all. at least not heart-to-heart or without it leading to tears. at least you're out having fun with others now. i'm glad i didn't go, because i wouldn't make a difference. perhaps i would, but it'd only to turn the atmosphere to a surly one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;yet people around us urge me on. 'kiss her kiss her!' but i guess you could sense the disgust from my face of the very thought of kissing you. so you pushed those urgings a side with some senseless reason that i'm not one to display public affection to people. indeed i don't. at least not to you. i don't even think i can find the strength or stomach to show much affection to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;so now your card lies on the table. waiting for you to return to read it. no direct speeches of 'i love you' or sentimental hugs. because i can't bear to give the card to you personally. because i know my hands will tremble and i would cry. not because i am happy. but because i will not know what to say and because i know i've been a disappointment just as how you've been mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;somehow i'm glad we don't talk at all. somehow i wish you'd just not love me anymore because your love feels more of a burden to me.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-1729743811498877393?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/1729743811498877393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=1729743811498877393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/1729743811498877393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/1729743811498877393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/05/well-i-guess-this-just-showed-how.html' title='happy? mother&apos;s day.'/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-3061492381918252294</id><published>2008-05-03T12:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T12:48:51.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;how many emotions can a person contain within them without it becoming obvious to the rest of the world. like an expandable bottle yet it cracks with every new emotion occupying its limited space.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Red of rosy cheeks&lt;br /&gt;Shoes of pristine white&lt;br /&gt;Hair of black ebony&lt;br /&gt;Under the mystic candlelight&lt;br /&gt;One day off the lovely path&lt;br /&gt;Wandered our little child&lt;br /&gt;Into the arms of dark sinister craft&lt;br /&gt;And of which I would now tell.&lt;br /&gt;They took her in with sugarcoated words&lt;br /&gt;And promises of a faery world&lt;br /&gt;Then led her to the shack no one would search&lt;br /&gt;And round and round the coarse ropes twirl.&lt;br /&gt;Then the glistening metal came&lt;br /&gt;And slashes across her tiny thighs&lt;br /&gt;Each and every single day&lt;br /&gt;She’s forced to write (with her own ink) a thousand single lies.&lt;br /&gt;Thus begin her hew found life&lt;br /&gt;Tied to pillars, dripping crimsons from below the hip&lt;br /&gt;With no place to run and no place to hide&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly the light goes ‘click’&lt;br /&gt;And now her shoes’ a bloody red&lt;br /&gt;Her cheeks are a wanly white&lt;br /&gt;Hair the colour of living dead&lt;br /&gt;Beneath the moment of twilight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-3061492381918252294?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/3061492381918252294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=3061492381918252294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/3061492381918252294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/3061492381918252294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/05/how-many-emotions-can-person-contain.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-1589511627964475947</id><published>2008-04-27T20:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T20:59:52.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ah god! i finally got my baby! omgomgomgomgomgomg. dang happy today. hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;went with yiloong to get our babies at peninsula plaza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SBR3Y0CxUpI/AAAAAAAABE4/_PmRBF0DusM/s1600-h/536206848_6ab3a1be34_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SBR3Y0CxUpI/AAAAAAAABE4/_PmRBF0DusM/s320/536206848_6ab3a1be34_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193907538435854994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;no shits man. i was damn high after that. hahas. then he decided to calm me down with studying. ok. at least i still have 3 eng newspaper article and 3 chi newspaper article and dep research paper to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ok.on second though, this does not look good.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;BUT. i have my baby!!! hahas. so we walked from clarke quay to bugis taking pictures and cutting his hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;(i don't care man. i'm having a say in your next hair cut.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;anyways, last night party kicked assed. stepping into kester's house is like stepping back into the pride and prejudice set. which means its dang grand and big and posh. rich kid man. stupid tech boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i'm so not looking forward to school tmr  T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-1589511627964475947?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/1589511627964475947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=1589511627964475947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/1589511627964475947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/1589511627964475947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/04/ah-god-i-finally-got-my-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SBR3Y0CxUpI/AAAAAAAABE4/_PmRBF0DusM/s72-c/536206848_6ab3a1be34_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-3604429832052362371</id><published>2008-04-21T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T19:49:19.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;oh gosh.welcome to my accident filled life. let me do a check. i have 6 bruises on my leg. one huge scratch on my elbow. i hit my head on a flybar today and i can feel the bump T.T. i tripped over the nylon and my ankle got cut. my head almost got cut off by nylons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;gosh. and i can't find a black dress for FOH! argh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-3604429832052362371?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/3604429832052362371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=3604429832052362371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/3604429832052362371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/3604429832052362371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-1077629375871362688</id><published>2008-04-20T02:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T02:37:23.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;i thought my dream was destroyed because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;but it was only an excuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;for i didn't have a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;and i avoided it by blaming on others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;now i wished that i had a dream that i can chase with all my might. just so that its distraction was enough from keeping from thinking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;no matter how fast i ran i still could not catch up to even catch a glimpse of his back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;as how you walked away waving and saying someday we'll meet again. your smiling face was deeply etched in my mind. as i replied that's right. trying to smile most convincingly. was i trying to convince you or my heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-1077629375871362688?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/1077629375871362688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=1077629375871362688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/1077629375871362688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/1077629375871362688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-thought-my-dream-was-destroyed.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-3766388350445108624</id><published>2008-04-19T21:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T21:18:35.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>South Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://devbook.com/charactercreators/southpark/character/1725778/"&gt;&lt;img border=0 alt="Facebook Development" src="http://devbook.com/apps/fun/southparkchar/imagedata/cached/1/17/172/1725/v1-1725778.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="Table_01" width="300" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;		&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;a title="Character Creators" href="http://devbook.com/charactercreators/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://devbook.com/images/Create-A-Character_01.png" alt="Character Creators" name="Create_A_Character_01" width="189" height="40" border="0" id="Create_A_Character_01" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;		&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;a title="South Park Character Creator" href="http://devbook.com/charactercreators/southpark/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://devbook.com/images/Create-A-Character_02.png" alt="South Park Character Creator" name="Create_A_Character_02" width="37" height="40" border="0" id="Create_A_Character_02" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;a title="Lego Character Creator" href="http://devbook.com/charactercreators/lego/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://devbook.com/images/Create-A-Character_03.png" alt="Lego Character Creator" name="Create_A_Character_03" width="38" height="40" border="0" id="Create_A_Character_03" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;a title="Sonic Character Creator" href="http://devbook.com/charactercreators/sonic/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://devbook.com/images/Create-A-Character_04.png" alt="Sonic Character Creator" name="Create_A_Character_04" width="36" height="40" border="0" id="Create_A_Character_04" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;embed height="0" width="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/JnB*PTEyMDg2MTA5NDY2NzQmcD*5NTEzMSZkPXNvdXRocGFyayZuPWJsb2dnZXI=.swf" flashvars="" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-3766388350445108624?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/3766388350445108624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=3766388350445108624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/3766388350445108624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/3766388350445108624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/04/south-park.html' title='South Park'/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-8856571066651206838</id><published>2008-04-18T20:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T21:40:32.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SAikAtSwWoI/AAAAAAAABEw/MNSmZBAUo_E/s1600-h/_MG_3082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SAikAtSwWoI/AAAAAAAABEw/MNSmZBAUo_E/s320/_MG_3082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190578902609713794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SAidrdSwWmI/AAAAAAAABEg/hyqW5YuXBk8/s1600-h/_MG_2964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SAidrdSwWmI/AAAAAAAABEg/hyqW5YuXBk8/s320/_MG_2964.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190571940467726946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;s&gt;i guess she's just better company.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photog outing was kinda short. i admit i'm short. but i'm not a camwhore. please guys. i have a rep to keep :] stop spreading! that tard jasper wouldn't stay for dinner so i had to leave too T.T &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY ICE KACHANG! &lt;/span&gt;dang. arghhh. *stuffs cake into my face*&lt;br /&gt;talking to ra-el is fun. he's ra-el cause i'm not allowed to call him JOSHUA. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;=) Ra-el (= "When love is not madness, it is not love." (Pedro Calderon de la Barca) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;crazy mad crazy body problem filled siblings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;=) Ra-el (= "When love is not madness, it is not love." (Pedro Calderon de la Barca) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;=) Ra-el (= "When love is not madness, it is not love." (Pedro Calderon de la Barca) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;did i mention crazy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;=) Ra-el (= "When love is not madness, it is not love." (Pedro Calderon de la Barca) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONETWOTHREE.don't think don't breath. says:&lt;br /&gt;yes you did&lt;br /&gt;ONETWOTHREE.don't think don't breath. says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahas&lt;br /&gt;ONETWOTHREE.don't think don't breath. says:&lt;br /&gt;you didn't add nuts&lt;br /&gt;ONETWOTHREE.don't think don't breath. says:&lt;br /&gt;and hyper&lt;br /&gt;ONETWOTHREE.don't think don't breath. says:&lt;br /&gt;and crazy&lt;br /&gt;ONETWOTHREE.don't think don't breath. says:&lt;br /&gt;oh wait&lt;br /&gt;ONETWOTHREE.don't think don't breath. says:&lt;br /&gt;there's crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;=) Ra-el (= "When love is not madness, it is not love." (Pedro Calderon de la Barca) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONETWOTHREE.don't think don't breath. says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;=) Ra-el (= "When love is not madness, it is not love." (Pedro Calderon de la Barca) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;=) Ra-el (= "When love is not madness, it is not love." (Pedro Calderon de la Barca) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;we're both crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;=) Ra-el (= "When love is not madness, it is not love." (Pedro Calderon de la Barca) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;our friendship is crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONETWOTHREE.don't think don't breath. says:&lt;br /&gt;hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;=) Ra-el (= "When love is not madness, it is not love." (Pedro Calderon de la Barca) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;when we're not dissing each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONETWOTHREE.don't think don't breath. says:&lt;br /&gt;what friendship?&lt;br /&gt;ONETWOTHREE.don't think don't breath. says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;=) Ra-el (= "When love is not madness, it is not love." (Pedro Calderon de la Barca) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;we're serious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;=) Ra-el (= "When love is not madness, it is not love." (Pedro Calderon de la Barca) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;=) Ra-el (= "When love is not madness, it is not love." (Pedro Calderon de la Barca) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;=) Ra-el (= "When love is not madness, it is not love." (Pedro Calderon de la Barca) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;=) Ra-el (= "When love is not madness, it is not love." (Pedro Calderon de la Barca) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;=) Ra-el (= "When love is not madness, it is not love." (Pedro Calderon de la Barca) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ebil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONETWOTHREE.don't think don't breath. says:&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;ONETWOTHREE.don't think don't breath. says:&lt;br /&gt;we should add that to our character too&lt;br /&gt;ONETWOTHREE.don't think don't breath. says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahas&lt;br /&gt;ONETWOTHREE.don't think don't breath. says:&lt;br /&gt;crazy mad crazy body problem filled evil siblings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;=) Ra-el (= "When love is not madness, it is not love." (Pedro Calderon de la Barca) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;=) Ra-el (= "When love is not madness, it is not love." (Pedro Calderon de la Barca) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ebil twins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;=) Ra-el (= "When love is not madness, it is not love." (Pedro Calderon de la Barca) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;having boxing fights in mums womb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;=) Ra-el (= "When love is not madness, it is not love." (Pedro Calderon de la Barca) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONETWOTHREE.don't think don't breath. says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahas&lt;br /&gt;ONETWOTHREE.don't think don't breath. says:&lt;br /&gt;no wonder i can't get along with my mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;=) Ra-el (= "When love is not madness, it is not love." (Pedro Calderon de la Barca) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;excellent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;=) Ra-el (= "When love is not madness, it is not love." (Pedro Calderon de la Barca) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONETWOTHREE.don't think don't breath. says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;=) Ra-el (= "When love is not madness, it is not love." (Pedro Calderon de la Barca) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;we caused her too much pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;=) Ra-el (= "When love is not madness, it is not love." (Pedro Calderon de la Barca) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i swear this conversation that made my day. hahahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-8856571066651206838?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/8856571066651206838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=8856571066651206838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/8856571066651206838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/8856571066651206838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-guess-shes-just-better-company.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SAikAtSwWoI/AAAAAAAABEw/MNSmZBAUo_E/s72-c/_MG_3082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-1516304523032059155</id><published>2008-04-15T18:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T18:41:15.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SASF_NSwWlI/AAAAAAAABEY/3Ah04nak3Rc/s1600-h/DSC_9476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SASF_NSwWlI/AAAAAAAABEY/3Ah04nak3Rc/s320/DSC_9476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189419991584234066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;rugby is the most entertaining sports to watch. ever. &lt;s&gt;especially if you don't understand it :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;i swear michael is hot. especially with his new blond hair!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;can't wait for thurs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i think i've a sleeping disorder. i survived on 2 hours a day last week and i can't even stay awake long enough for assembly to start with 6 hours of still. sighs. screw my life. i'm confused at least 80% of my life. which makes about 12.8 years of my bear 16 years of living. T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;(i want to go to the mint toy museum.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;uh huh. then i have games day training tmr. which is like shyte. cause i'll be missing like half of squash and i can't crew at all tmr. someone throw stones at me please. cause i have a vague feeling that this post is gonna be utter randomness shyte. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;(omg. the theasthai posters and ticket is hawts!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i love dep man! we did comtemp and part street dance today. and woot. i hit my head on the floor. i think its kinda why i've been even more confused lately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;(sam why didn't you take it up?!?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;friday outing to queenstown? can we change locale please!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-1516304523032059155?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/1516304523032059155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=1516304523032059155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/1516304523032059155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/1516304523032059155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/04/rugby-is-most-entertaining-sports-to.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SASF_NSwWlI/AAAAAAAABEY/3Ah04nak3Rc/s72-c/DSC_9476.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-4180156838552880438</id><published>2008-04-10T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T21:19:09.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;i love my dear leehui to bits and pieces. thanks alot for the heart to heart talk in macs till so late at night. i swear i missed you to bits and pieces and we should have these talks more frequently :] because you're the only one that i can put my trust in now. seeing you walk to my school to find me. wait even knowing it made me so happy i was jumping for joy. so yeah. thanks for making my day :] can't wait till i see you again.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;and screw geo homework. i've been stuck on it for weeks and never got to do it till now. when its due tmr. i think everyone i knnow in school has heard me complain about my 4 page hand written geo essay that is due on friday.hahas. but heck i think i'll only manage like 2 page plus. hahas. KSL is gonna black list me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i don't wanna close my eyes cause all i see are sadistic dreams. vivid and fresh with perspiration every morning i struggle to open my eyes. because darkness is much more comforting than the insides of my fucked up mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i wait up nights waiting for your call. d'ya know?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-4180156838552880438?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/4180156838552880438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=4180156838552880438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/4180156838552880438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/4180156838552880438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-love-my-dear-leehui-to-bits-and.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-5463117387805741099</id><published>2008-04-08T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T16:27:53.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;一度死んで また生き返る&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; そんな魔法を かけられていた&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; 目覚めたら 君がいて 光みちていた&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; ぼくは生まれ変わった&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; ※みんないるかい&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; 星をめざして 君に導かれ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; 歌いながら ぼくは歩きだす&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; ふり返らないさ 傷だらけの&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; 少年時代など※&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; ぼくは確かに 道に迷ってた&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; 深い暗闇で 孤独に泣いていた&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; 目覚めたら 君がいて 光みちていた&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; ぼくは生まれ変わった&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; みんないるかい&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; 星をめざして 君に導かれ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; 歌いながら ぼくは歩きだす&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; くり返さないさ もう二度とは&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; 同じ過ちを&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; 愛の力の 大きさ貴さを&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; 思い知ったよ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; 星をめざして 君に導かれ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; (※くり返し)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; 行こう!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; 星をめざして 君に導かれ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; ぼくは歩きだす&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; 行こう!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; 星をめざして 歌いながら&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; ぼくは歩きだす&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-5463117387805741099?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/5463117387805741099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=5463117387805741099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/5463117387805741099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/5463117387805741099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-5819613966260969436</id><published>2008-04-08T12:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T12:54:40.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;How to Play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Press forward for each question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesn’t make sense. No cheating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. With the answers, give your own comments on how it relates to the questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. Tag 5 people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;How are you feeling today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;sidewalk singalong - backseat goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i feel like doing that alright. but its impossibleto do that in singapore without some asshole staring.gawking at you like you're some idiot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Will you get far in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;someday we'll know - mandy moore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;hahahas. yeahyeah someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;How do your friends see you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;hey you - jimmy robbins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;they say hey you when they see me. is that counted :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Will you get married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;greatest story ever told - oliver james&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What is your best friend’s theme song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;letters to you - finch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;whoever likes this song is my best friend? lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What is the story of your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;she's on technicolour - ambulance for angels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i guess its kinda true. i'm always stuck in technicolour only. and i don't have a HD tv yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What was high school like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;only fooling myself - kate voegele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;hahas. yeah. fooling myself that i'd do well for o's without even putting in the effort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;How can you get ahead in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;victims of love - good charlotte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;right.so i become love's victim so i can get ahead in love. rightt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What’s the best thing about your friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;cry for you - arashi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;woot they cry for me. awww. don't k. not worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What’s in store for this weekend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;dirty dancing - carlos santana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;hahas. rightt. where? in the toilet. hhahas i did contempt dancing though. hahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Describe your grandparents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;technicolour eyes- backseat goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i don't exactly know what's they're eyes like. but i'm pretty sure they're black. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;How’s your life going?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i want you back - j rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;yes dear i want you back in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What song will they play at your funeral?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ninji - arashi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;nice nice song! hahas. i can die in peace now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;How does the world see you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;the greatest - cat power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i know i know! some people just have it all don't they :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Will you have a happy life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;heart shaped box - nirvana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;if i get a heart shaped box then i'll be happy? i'll be happier if i got my holga 120mm and seagull TLR and audiotech headphones  "]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do people secretly lust after you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;YAHH - soulja boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i swear this is coincidental. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;How can you make yourself happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;take it to the floor - B2K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;to do what? hahas. the song makes me happy though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What should you do with your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;tell me everything - just surrender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;tell who everything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Will you ever have children?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;realize - melody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;righttt. when i realize that i need some? ahhas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What song would you strip to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;the time of your life - randy newman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;hahahas. funny. i don't strip anyway. unless i'm gonna bath. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What does your mum think of you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;best of me - the starting line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;right. i did not get the best of her. i don't wanna get anything from her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What is your deep, dark secret?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'll try - johnathan brooke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'll try to keep it deep and dark :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What is your mortal enemy’s theme song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;your call - secondhand serenade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;DALE's my mortal enemy?! hahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What’s your personality like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;fight song - the appleseed cast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;something like that. i just had to fight it out with everything and everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What song will be played at your wedding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;dreams - HIGH and MIGHTY  COLOUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i hope it be like a dream :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&amp;amp; the 5 people to do this will be: anyone who sees this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-5819613966260969436?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/5819613966260969436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=5819613966260969436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/5819613966260969436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/5819613966260969436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/04/how-to-play-1.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-2538723849074693756</id><published>2008-04-06T17:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T17:13:44.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Handwriting Says About You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoesyourhandwritingsayaboutyouquiz/handwriting.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a fairly energetic person. You know how do pace yourself, and you deal well with stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are somewhat outgoing, but you're not a natural extrovert. You think first before you act. You tend to be independent, rational, and logical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are balanced and grounded. You know how to get along well with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't a lot of space, and you prefer to spend time with others. You are a little nosy and intrusive. You sometimes don't give people enough space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a free thinker. You are unique, open minded, and artistic. You don't care what other people think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a decent communicator. You eventually get your point across, but sometimes you leave things a bit ambiguous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourhandwritingsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Handwriting Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-2538723849074693756?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/2538723849074693756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=2538723849074693756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/2538723849074693756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/2538723849074693756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-your-handwriting-says-about-you.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-3025206723808270095</id><published>2008-04-02T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T22:07:36.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;why didn't you stop me when i turned my back against you. why can't you just apologise. why can't you understand when i looked straight in your eyes. why can't you see that i needed a break. why can't you understand beyond a simple yes or no. why can't you just be nicer.why can't you just back off. why can't i just say what i feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;thanks to those who heard me rant. sorry to yilong for disturbing him during his family reunion.i love caibei cause she TRIED making me laugh all the way home although tears just kept streaming. thanks huimin for understanding. &lt;br /&gt;i really really really love my friends. i swear i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-3025206723808270095?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/3025206723808270095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=3025206723808270095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/3025206723808270095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/3025206723808270095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-didnt-you-stop-me-when-i-turned-my.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-4383151598553184358</id><published>2008-03-31T16:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T16:20:21.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Where is the person you have feelings for right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;in my school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. What are you doing on Friday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;going back to indo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Did the last kiss mean anything to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;it was a year ago. and yes it did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Do you sleep with the television on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;nope. i'm environmentally friendly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. What are you doing right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;typing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. What do you think of the last person who posted this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ex school mate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. What did you do today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;went bugis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;8. Do you like piercing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;industrial on right eye. considering snake bite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;10. Have you ever been suspended or expelled from school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;no. *blinks blinks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;12. Have you ever crawled through awindow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;yupps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;13. Who knows a secret or two aboutyou?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;dale,caibei,yusi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;14. Can you handle the truth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;yupps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;15. Are you forgiving?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;16. Have you ever have a sleepover with the opposite sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;18. Are you closer to your father or mother?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;19. Have you ever wanted to be a teacher?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;21. Would you live with someone without marrying them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;22. Have your friends ever seen you cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;duh, hahas. 4hm should know. hahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;23. Who was the last person you cried in front of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;huimin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;24. Have you ever wanted to strip naked in front of someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;NO NO NO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;25. How many people can you say you've really loved, more then a friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2 and a half. don't ask me why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;26. Do you eat healthy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;no.ahahas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;28. What are you listening to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;crazy mary-fm static&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;29. If you could pick one person to disappear from the planet, who would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;where do i even start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;30. Have you ever cried because of something someone said to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;yeah. so much so i can't even remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;31. How often do you go to church?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;when i'm asked to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;32. Speaking of church, are you going to heaven or hell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;hoping to go heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;33. If you're having a bad day, who are you most likely to go to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;my mp3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;35. Are you confident?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;36. Are you a good driver?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;not bad, hahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;37. What will you be when you grow up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;photojournalist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;38. Who do you miss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;taking the bus with that someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-4383151598553184358?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/4383151598553184358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=4383151598553184358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/4383151598553184358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/4383151598553184358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/03/1.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-3049277914355132807</id><published>2008-03-30T16:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T17:02:57.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;fun-o-rama was well FUN. hahas. but i was so busy the whole day that i only had the remaining 1 hour or so to play. hahas. [pics on facebook] many thanks to those who came to support :] anthony,dexter[who is really cute and has a dang cool name], timothy, skye, FERINA DEAR![whom i totally screamt in excitement when she appeared at the stall], arun the bitch, sam [who took my tickets....], geraldine,rand, justin and ignatius [although they came for other reasons too...] but yeah, thanks guys! you'll made my day although i was running around for you'll. hahas. ohhh and i thought my face painting duty for drama  booth was dang fun! hahas. although i think i kinda sucked at it but the people were really nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i missed playing my inflatable bouncing castle!bleah. and i couldn't win the cookie monster! no one else could too though and they decided to auction it off for nearly 100 bucks?  i was emo for that cause. but for only a min! and  then i went on my errand for caibei to take someone's *uh hmm* picture. blah blah blah. saw many hot guys blah blah saw many funny walking advertisements. though i still think my class ones are better :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R-9T1ceAATI/AAAAAAAABEA/3hFPh-NbJTk/s1600-h/IMG_1238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R-9T1ceAATI/AAAAAAAABEA/3hFPh-NbJTk/s320/IMG_1238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183453873766924594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R-9VCseAAUI/AAAAAAAABEI/a0Ko9ttyYOo/s1600-h/IMG_1537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R-9VCseAAUI/AAAAAAAABEI/a0Ko9ttyYOo/s320/IMG_1537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183455200911819074" 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;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;yes. we are so delicious! hahahs. i think my class rocks the hell out of everyone's boots! we &lt;s&gt;were&lt;/s&gt; are so united! hahas. even during the banner making and of course from the amount of time we spent at our booths unwilling to leave each other! hhahas. oh yaa. and everytime a girl or a group of girls walk pass, all of us except nathan will shout "come buy our goreng pisang! nathan hartono personally fried it for you!" hahas. i feel kinda bad for exploiting him, but ah wells :} his parents were really nice too for helping us with the ayam penyet. and of course, our most laboured person istilah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;*tilah tilah eh eh eh under my istilah e lah e lah eh eh eh eh eh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CHEERS FOR 1AD2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;s&gt;i'm so over you i really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-3049277914355132807?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/3049277914355132807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=3049277914355132807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/3049277914355132807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/3049277914355132807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/03/fun-o-rama-was-well-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R-9T1ceAATI/AAAAAAAABEA/3hFPh-NbJTk/s72-c/IMG_1238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-1849838720125174422</id><published>2008-03-28T20:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T21:19:48.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R-zvj8eAASI/AAAAAAAABD4/T7SX7LMXtsI/s1600-h/2353985243_28c9e396bd_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R-zvj8eAASI/AAAAAAAABD4/T7SX7LMXtsI/s320/2353985243_28c9e396bd_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182780672003014946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ah sighs. so many things have been happening this whole week. but!!! i saw the hot hot narrator from "INTO THE WOODS" again! when we went to watch the lasalle play. he was there with almost the whole"INTO THE WOODS" cast. like omg. i was totally staring and ogling. hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;that aside, i can't wait for fun o rama tmr :] preperation was fun although we all panicked halfway thanks to miss chen coming into class half way shouting "red alert! we have 50 missing coupons" i did a dramatic faint on the spot please. lol. [putting drama into good use!] then we counted like 10+ times and realise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" face="trebuchet ms"&gt;[if we just realise what we just realise we would be perfect for each other....]&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; that we actually had extras. thanks ms chen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;then me and yilong were sitting at the bleaches talking about cameras as i drown in the knowledge of the unfathomable camera language.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ohh ohhh! and yilong has kick ass cameras!! hahas. he has the old school polaroid and two other polariods, a fish eye and semi pros...BASKET.hahas. and he was about to bring me to the camera shop to shop for my lomo holga! bah.when i was already off on my way to queensway with another mission in mind. to get my backpack. lol. and shucks jo said its common. thanks. so back to cameras. i can't wait to take pictures tmr! hahas. oh then yeah. and we spotted this weird guy i think he's nickname is donny or something then he started telling me about the sad sad lifes of his friends whom donny hooks onto and talks to for like forever! even though they were clearly ignoring him. and this poor girl whom he likes. sighs. he really looks freaky though. ah shucks. i love my photog friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and my class mates too! loga tells the lamest jokes. ivan bitches more than girls. caibei my emo partner. yusi who obsesses over a certain T. nathan the talented asshole.celine the innocent pok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;chrystal the birthday girl today!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;AND MANY MORE. next time :}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and tomorrow shall be the day of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;forgetting&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; and bouncing in inflatable ships and castles :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bacause darkness is now comfort and the momentararily flickering bright traffic lights only brought fear of being spotted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-1849838720125174422?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/1849838720125174422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=1849838720125174422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/1849838720125174422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/1849838720125174422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/03/ah-sighs.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R-zvj8eAASI/AAAAAAAABD4/T7SX7LMXtsI/s72-c/2353985243_28c9e396bd_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-9197212551592033908</id><published>2008-03-22T20:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T20:12:08.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R-T3e8eAARI/AAAAAAAABDw/wcV0cuU1RXs/s1600-h/2054024186_c74fdffe80_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R-T3e8eAARI/AAAAAAAABDw/wcV0cuU1RXs/s320/2054024186_c74fdffe80_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180537582383005970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yay! today is a busy yet satisfying day. oneACS and NFL.because i ended the day knowing that i can actually be of help to people and also that there are cute lil boys like mitchell out there! and they actually made my day a thousand times better. because he held my hand and sang to me. and i carried him and we played aeroplane like how my dad use to play with me. before i got too heavy :] although i swore i'd  end up whacking them. but i just couldn't :] and nic whines like a girl at the age of 19 and when he's in NS. hahs. and yes. i was warned by 15 year old acsi boys not to be so boyish or else i'd be left on the shelf. thanks man ignatius aka mario. that's the only name i remember sadly. hahas. i'm so sorry guys!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and i am now positively sure that my chinese is surely the better ones in AC. seeing that i can teach a sec 2 with my ltd knowledge of chinese words better than the j3s T.T&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;homework starting tmr! i think i'll die. i've so many stuff to do.. cries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;i guess i'm just not good enough to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;nomoretearsnomorecryingeverynight.nomore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-9197212551592033908?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/9197212551592033908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=9197212551592033908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/9197212551592033908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/9197212551592033908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh-yay-today-is-busy-yet-satisfying-day.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R-T3e8eAARI/AAAAAAAABDw/wcV0cuU1RXs/s72-c/2054024186_c74fdffe80_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-3653580218281873195</id><published>2008-03-21T12:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T21:00:40.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Mother cannot guide you.&lt;br /&gt;Now you're on your own.&lt;br /&gt;Only me beside you.&lt;br /&gt;Still, you're not alone.&lt;br /&gt;No one is alone.  Truly.&lt;br /&gt;No one is alone.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes people leave you.&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through the wood.&lt;br /&gt;Others may decieve you.&lt;br /&gt;You decide whats good.&lt;br /&gt;You decide alone.&lt;br /&gt;But no one is alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R-NFRceAAQI/AAAAAAAABDo/Q_pmjOAlRYU/s1600-h/into+the+woods+pic+logo%281205400022%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R-NFRceAAQI/AAAAAAAABDo/Q_pmjOAlRYU/s320/into+the+woods+pic+logo%281205400022%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180060162408317186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;into the woods by lasalle is good! i've been reveiwing other troupes' performance and i still think lasalle's one is the best. the cast and costume and lights and sounds were just so captivating! and i was kinda noisy throughout the play cause i was blowing my nose half of the time. lol. not my fault man. i was so sick i almost couldn't make it home [cause i had to climb another two flights of steps up] and istilah passed me her sore ey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;es! bahh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-3653580218281873195?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/3653580218281873195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=3653580218281873195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/3653580218281873195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/3653580218281873195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/03/mother-cannot-guide-you.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R-NFRceAAQI/AAAAAAAABDo/Q_pmjOAlRYU/s72-c/into+the+woods+pic+logo%281205400022%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-6674469168479489853</id><published>2008-03-18T20:36:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T21:20:01.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;CIP is love!(only once in awhile and if you're doing it with a friend!) hahahs. at least last sat/sunday one was :] it was some ntu x physique thingy which caibei and i mindlessly signed up for. then we realise its overnight. so we went to ntu campus to sleep. supposedly. but we ended up chatting through the night and exploring the lonely roads and echo-y buildings of ntu. and totally freaked ourselves out.. we talked like really personal stuff and i guess that kinda made us understand each other better:] (i'm omitting heart breakig stuff that happened that night.)yes i do realise i sound like a bimbo now. but whatever. hahas. then the next day was crazy! i went insane from starvation cause i didnt' eat since sat night. and breakfast was a small bun and lunch only came at 3. and caibei and i were stationed in the middle of nowhere of a freaking forest in tampines. and i was so obsessed with the fact that mas selamat would spring out of nowhere and kidnap us that i started screaming. lol. and yes we were crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;luckily he wasn't there :]&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;then i walked to civilisation which is like a 20 min walk across stoned and uneven paths which totally killed my sneakers and my feet. just to get two bottles of water and randomly to kill time cause i was so full from lunch.. ivan was nice too! hahas. he cycled like 3 X 7 km in total just to deliver food and drinks and make sure we are still sane. lol. and i saw pingwei! whom i haven't seen in like a zillion years. hahas. from camp instructor to busy busy logistic officer.. not bad. hahas. and here are some photos! while i go search for my 3 min long monologue...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9--dyWCI4I/AAAAAAAABDg/iD-GioMisVQ/s1600-h/DSC01138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9--dyWCI4I/AAAAAAAABDg/iD-GioMisVQ/s320/DSC01138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179067515439031170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;my view in negative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9--ACWCI3I/AAAAAAAABDY/gwBC_uVxMR0/s1600-h/DSC00167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9--ACWCI3I/AAAAAAAABDY/gwBC_uVxMR0/s320/DSC00167.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179067004337922930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;me and caibei! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9-9sCWCI2I/AAAAAAAABDQ/DSSmfAWjDMw/s1600-h/DSC00134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9-9sCWCI2I/AAAAAAAABDQ/DSSmfAWjDMw/s320/DSC00134.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179066660740539234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;emoing in the middle of the track wishing someone would run me over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9-8lSWCI1I/AAAAAAAABDI/x03ReDYtmRM/s1600-h/DSC01116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9-8lSWCI1I/AAAAAAAABDI/x03ReDYtmRM/s320/DSC01116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179065445264794450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;caibei's turn to emo! lol.  i kinda like this pic though :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9-8YyWCI0I/AAAAAAAABDA/57EO2Db9_P4/s1600-h/DSC01130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9-8YyWCI0I/AAAAAAAABDA/57EO2Db9_P4/s320/DSC01130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179065230516429634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;and we started losing our nuts and bolts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9-72SWCIzI/AAAAAAAABC4/9OEVoF5LfKk/s1600-h/DSC00159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9-72SWCIzI/AAAAAAAABC4/9OEVoF5LfKk/s320/DSC00159.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179064637810942770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i'm so tired my cheek muscles need support when waving off the contestants..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9-7iSWCIyI/AAAAAAAABCw/Y97iC-lZKQU/s1600-h/DSC01122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9-7iSWCIyI/AAAAAAAABCw/Y97iC-lZKQU/s320/DSC01122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179064294213559074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i look like a garbage collector@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9-7ViWCIxI/AAAAAAAABCo/Z8TCOxZBC80/s1600-h/DSC01107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9-7ViWCIxI/AAAAAAAABCo/Z8TCOxZBC80/s320/DSC01107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179064075170226962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;kisses! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9-7ISWCIwI/AAAAAAAABCg/ejDhzEbvrHs/s1600-h/DSC01097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9-7ISWCIwI/AAAAAAAABCg/ejDhzEbvrHs/s320/DSC01097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179063847536960258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;3am in the middle of the quietest road ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9-5fCWCIvI/AAAAAAAABCY/NmKkSs8OgUQ/s1600-h/DSC01096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9-5fCWCIvI/AAAAAAAABCY/NmKkSs8OgUQ/s320/DSC01096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179062039355728626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;and we are officially insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i can't find my monologue! stabs myself and cries out in pain. and yes i have finally submitted my CAP portfolio. and this is the longest post ever. i think. my eyes can't even stay open. thanks rand for keeping me up all night. i have new information to tell you! lol. call me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-6674469168479489853?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/6674469168479489853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=6674469168479489853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/6674469168479489853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/6674469168479489853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/03/cip-is-loveonly-once-in-awhile-and-if.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9--dyWCI4I/AAAAAAAABDg/iD-GioMisVQ/s72-c/DSC01138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-3998944067900189602</id><published>2008-03-12T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T21:37:45.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9fa0CWCIuI/AAAAAAAABCQ/Q0D8TJt6qtQ/s1600-h/IMG_1013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9fa0CWCIuI/AAAAAAAABCQ/Q0D8TJt6qtQ/s320/IMG_1013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176846884203012834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;this is my current love and fetish! hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUJI SWEETS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;colourful and melts  in your mouth literally:] yay! i'm shag and happy today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;NANDE NANDE NANDE? cause i've been in school since 930am today and painted and stapled and washed and cut stencils till 330pm. then played squash with barney till like 730pm?! aw man i think i really suck at it. either that or barney is purely despicable. the shots he gave me are impossible to return ok!!!!!! but it feels so nice to be in that familiar court again. and holding my racket. although my skin came off from my fingers T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;looking forward to photog outing tmr :} GRINS and reggae classes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-3998944067900189602?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/3998944067900189602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=3998944067900189602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/3998944067900189602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/3998944067900189602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-is-my-current-love-and-fetish.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9fa0CWCIuI/AAAAAAAABCQ/Q0D8TJt6qtQ/s72-c/IMG_1013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-5796124923796398294</id><published>2008-03-11T22:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T23:30:04.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;omg. please go watch step up 2. PLEASE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;like its seresly hot.&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna take up dance classes asap! thanks to step up. but i doubt i'll have time. with that many ccas and all. i'm so screwed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;went out with mao and sam and sy and quek today!like finally finally. played bishi bashi! and i seriously need to brush up on my skills. hahs. i will call whoever whatever they want if they can get a stuff toy out of the arcade's machine. even i can't do it. and i'm proud to say that i caught it every time. except it drops in midair cause there's a slight release of the grip. like wth. cheat my feelings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;anyway. looking forward to tomorrow! might get to play squash with my squashies BARNEY AND SIMON! woot.woot :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-5796124923796398294?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/5796124923796398294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=5796124923796398294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/5796124923796398294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/5796124923796398294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/03/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-1770902204691531435</id><published>2008-03-08T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T22:53:25.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>theballadofreadinggoal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;he did not wear his scarlet cloak. for blood and wine are red. and blood and wine were on his hands.when they found him with the dead.the poor dead woman whom he loved. and murdered in her bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-1770902204691531435?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/1770902204691531435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=1770902204691531435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/1770902204691531435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/1770902204691531435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/03/he-did-not-wear-his-scarlet-cloak.html' title='theballadofreadinggoal'/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-5115299630533275871</id><published>2008-03-08T21:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:26:45.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>koizora恋空</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;can you give me a snowman?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;can you create a rainbow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;can we take a photo of us two &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;while the sky, our sky is still blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-5115299630533275871?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/5115299630533275871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=5115299630533275871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/5115299630533275871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/5115299630533275871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/03/koizora.html' title='koizora恋空'/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-6761387434227982855</id><published>2008-03-08T14:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T14:34:53.756+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='difference in you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='difference in me'/><title type='text'>whennothingelsematters</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;yay! i love fridays! although some stuff happened halfway through my supposedly happy day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;s&gt;i can't believe i broke down back stage.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;congrats to rand on getting her As!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and photog was fun too! as usual. cause there were many new comers! like chenyang and cara! shucks. i can't remember the others! hahas. and nessa's reaction to seeing the L blogskin was damn cute. lol. i can't believe she's my senior... hahas. and no verrell, photog isn't boring. stop being so pessimistic. though reluctant, i must say you're a rather good president ok. and isabel too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;note to jasper: my camera is still more precious than yours! and thanks anyway for carrying my camera all the way without dropping it!:}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;and i finally meet up with ep! yay! i love junwei's ktv! hahas. although we didn't sing last night cause there wasn't a spare room. so we went up to the roof and talked! and i finally learnt how to play bridge and am officially addicted to it. hahas. oh man. fridays are the best! oh! and it was his mom's birthday, so we celebrated together and she had like two cakes.hahas. so i ate cakes for dinner and drunk water like crazy cause of bridge. i can't believe how drinking water is a punishment but ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9InoSWCItI/AAAAAAAABCI/Ja0Nu4Hxc9Y/s1600-h/IMG_0970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9InoSWCItI/AAAAAAAABCI/Ja0Nu4Hxc9Y/s320/IMG_0970.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175242494874624722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear i did not edit this :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9Im_iWCIsI/AAAAAAAABCA/6KEc4zik4FM/s1600-h/IMG_0981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9Im_iWCIsI/AAAAAAAABCA/6KEc4zik4FM/s320/IMG_0981.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175241794794955458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9ImICWCIrI/AAAAAAAABB4/_pWimmuVLws/s1600-h/IMG_0920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9ImICWCIrI/AAAAAAAABB4/_pWimmuVLws/s320/IMG_0920.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175240841312215730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9IjvyWCIqI/AAAAAAAABBw/hMvxmS-itUY/s1600-h/IMG_0918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9IjvyWCIqI/AAAAAAAABBw/hMvxmS-itUY/s320/IMG_0918.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175238225677132450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i finally caught a picture of him! if you're his friend you should know how difficult this is. hahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9IeTSWCIpI/AAAAAAAABBo/T-QhSgIhCbc/s1600-h/IMG_0858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9IeTSWCIpI/AAAAAAAABBo/T-QhSgIhCbc/s320/IMG_0858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175232238492721810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;keith. he's damn retarded. lol. no offense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9IdZCWCIoI/AAAAAAAABBg/WIABHVmuHnk/s1600-h/IMG_0845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9IdZCWCIoI/AAAAAAAABBg/WIABHVmuHnk/s320/IMG_0845.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175231237765341826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9IZnCWCInI/AAAAAAAABBY/9w_bgmBaJhQ/s1600-h/IMG_0818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9IZnCWCInI/AAAAAAAABBY/9w_bgmBaJhQ/s320/IMG_0818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175227080236999282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9IYyyWCImI/AAAAAAAABBQ/gaRDSEcPZyw/s1600-h/IMG_0784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9IYyyWCImI/AAAAAAAABBQ/gaRDSEcPZyw/s320/IMG_0784.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175226182588834402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9IX0CWCIlI/AAAAAAAABBI/r0-NksmYmNM/s1600-h/IMG_0715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9IX0CWCIlI/AAAAAAAABBI/r0-NksmYmNM/s320/IMG_0715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175225104552043090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;sighs the different reactions to results. i wonder why waiting is such a chore. i seem to know the answer deep in my heart but i guess i'm just reluctant to answer this question again. perhaps i just did not want to experience the long wait for something that i subconsciously know would never arrive.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i waited for the talking.yet all i heard was my own thoughts questioning myself what went wrong. waited sorely for you to look me straight.slowly forgetting how your eyes looked like. i don't miss you. i miss who i thought you were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-6761387434227982855?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/6761387434227982855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/R9InoSWCItI/AAAAAAAABCI/Ja0Nu4Hxc9Y/s72-c/IMG_0970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-3005681494553613118</id><published>2008-03-06T18:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T18:36:26.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy is good.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yes! i got into jungle book cast! thank you sahil! for telling me this in the middle of lecture and i was screaming. hahas.but i think there's another round of audition. T.T i just suck at audition ok. especially when i know i'd drag my partners down. i am such a pig. and so is syahir! cause he is in practically every production. fine. that's cause he's good. i feel so demoralised my fellow DEPers. they are 100 times better? and definitely more experienced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;don't worry istilah dear! i'll be there for you:] i'm sure you can make it to the next productions :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today turned out to be a rather good day, i'm sorry sy for the earlier rants this morning about how life sucked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;note to self :should have went for anger management program!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and i finally saw samyeo after like 2 weeks? although we're in the same school.. acj isn't that big you know. and she rebonded her hair!i was shrieking "so cute" like dang loudly across the canteen. hhahas. oh man. i'm so happy over my accomplishment that i'm blabbering away like some tard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-3005681494553613118?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/3005681494553613118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=3005681494553613118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/3005681494553613118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/3005681494553613118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/03/yes-i-got-into-jungle-book-cast-thank.html' title='happy is good.'/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-289864561824257273</id><published>2008-03-06T17:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T17:46:10.231+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yay! i'm back to blogger! hahas. and cause i don't understand livejournal.and i can have my personal posts there this way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-289864561824257273?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/289864561824257273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=289864561824257273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/289864561824257273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/289864561824257273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh-yay-im-back-to-blogger-hahas.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-1668384189887815270</id><published>2007-09-15T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T17:40:46.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you said you'd be there listening when i need it&lt;br /&gt;but you never did and will do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. stop lying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-1668384189887815270?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/1668384189887815270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-6552001710518597129</id><published>2007-09-06T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T17:40:46.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;so they sprinkled us with stardust &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;just to make us presentable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and they dotted us with silver &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;so that we would shine under the spotlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;but we're all the same inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;our makers and us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;wood screwed tight together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;held by dangling thin strings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;gangling limbs and lifeless painted grins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;yeah. i'm bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-6552001710518597129?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/6552001710518597129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=6552001710518597129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/6552001710518597129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/6552001710518597129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2007/09/so-they-sprinkled-us-with-stardust-just.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-2477030896132264588</id><published>2007-09-01T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T17:40:46.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>doucle cheesburger+choc fudge sundae+swing=MAJOR PUKING SESSION :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i strongly suggest to all vainpots out there&lt;br /&gt;not to, never, freaking not go&lt;br /&gt;ANEROXIC OR BUE&lt;br /&gt;cause the feeling of puking after only one meal feels like shit&lt;br /&gt;you don't wanna feel like shit 3 times a day&lt;br /&gt;trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studying at AMK lib with mao and sy was pretty productive&lt;br /&gt;i finished all my ss!&lt;br /&gt;but still must read it consistently to get it into my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gg to mugging everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-2477030896132264588?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/2477030896132264588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=2477030896132264588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/2477030896132264588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/2477030896132264588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2007/09/doucle-cheesburgerchoc-fudge.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-6850059013266141401</id><published>2007-08-30T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T17:40:46.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;hahas. shit. today was damn fun too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;darn. it really doesn't even feel like its prelims :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ah wells. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;mao. being as retarded as he can be after knowing sotong :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;went to buy 2 couple tickets. aka 4 tix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;when only three ppl watching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;but it wasn't entirely his fault&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i think the person at the counter did it on purpose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;cause mao wanted to get free popcorn.lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;yeah. so we ended up paying the usual price of tix:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh. then me junwei and mao went &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;cinema hopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;we finished watching our dead silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and as we walked out. we saw an opened door :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;so we sneaked in. and watched 1408 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;hahas. damn funny. yeah. but it sort of made up for the extra tix :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;hahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh. and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;junwei's a wimp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; la!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;he couldn't even watched dead silence without screaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and he needed to hold on to something. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;hahas. though he tried not to anyway. yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and the movie reused props!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;like the mastermind doll in SAW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;cause their the same producer.lol.uber hilarious :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;yaps. then arcade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and i played the hyper bishi bashi champ with them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and i bruised my thumb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;now there's a blueblack.zzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;yapsyaps. that's all the interesting today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and sam called just now to ask about the movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and immediately made me study.hahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;cause i wasted my day away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;so. tata~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-6850059013266141401?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/6850059013266141401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=6850059013266141401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/6850059013266141401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/6850059013266141401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2007/08/hahas.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-3774213177941409286</id><published>2007-08-29T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T20:49:35.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eee!&lt;br /&gt;played pool today. period&lt;br /&gt;it sort of sums up my day :]&lt;br /&gt;=happy!&lt;br /&gt;simple languages always express the best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.loads of comical scenes:]&lt;br /&gt;must be there to know&lt;br /&gt;too bad if you weren't[this is to karl and mok who backed out last min.]&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and i dropped my phone into the toilet bowl&lt;br /&gt;and i just started screaming and laughing in the toilet&lt;br /&gt;with junwei qinyi and yingwei.zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. that's bout it&lt;br /&gt;been going out almost everyday this week:/&lt;br /&gt;doesn't even feel like its prelim :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-3774213177941409286?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/3774213177941409286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=3774213177941409286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/3774213177941409286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/3774213177941409286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2007/08/eee-played-pool-today.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-1053744520876967528</id><published>2007-08-28T17:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T17:28:23.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RtPpvAmiy9I/AAAAAAAAA9w/6xN9E6FXsWw/s1600-h/DSC00323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RtPpvAmiy9I/AAAAAAAAA9w/6xN9E6FXsWw/s320/DSC00323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103679796565691346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. this is how claptomaniac our class guys are&lt;br /&gt;specifically junwei and zhanrui&lt;br /&gt;they ripped it off the road at bombay cafe&lt;br /&gt;like literally rip&lt;br /&gt;like pulling it off the groud which it is stuck too.&lt;br /&gt;and carried it all the way to our class.&lt;br /&gt;wow. and this afternoon the cleaners were looking through every class&lt;br /&gt;i think they were looking for this [points to pic]&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and physics and chem prac was a disaster&lt;br /&gt;considering dropping physics for o's. hmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-1053744520876967528?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/1053744520876967528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=1053744520876967528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/1053744520876967528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/1053744520876967528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2007/08/yes.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RtPpvAmiy9I/AAAAAAAAA9w/6xN9E6FXsWw/s72-c/DSC00323.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-7736650477734457601</id><published>2007-08-26T19:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T19:31:58.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is freaking true. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.paulgoldinresearch.com/cg/images/complete_profile.gif" height="44" width="501" /&gt;                    &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt; Is it that you are working - or even playing - too hard? Because it would seem that you are experiencing a great deal of pent-up emotion at this time which could possibly take effect and lead to irrational behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seem to lack the energy of late to get up and go. Your objectives appear to be unattainable and no one seems to care. You feel lost, neglected and need some W.T.C. (Warm tender care).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the old old story - I am misunderstood - my partner (be it in your private life or in business) just doesn't understand me and YOU also believe at this time that you are being completely MISUNDERSTOOD by one and all. It then obviously follows that you naturally feel inhibited and not appreciated. It is perhaps because of this belief that you feel compelled to stand back and let the rest of the world go by. As for developing a firm relationship - inwardly deep down in your subconscious mind you are wary of even trying to get close to another person because you feel that if you open up your heart and feelings you are sure to get hurt. Since you are living in a society where close relationships are the norm, you feel that there is that need to conform, but any close relationships of any magnitude that you may have tried in the past have unfortunately left you without any sense of emotional involvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some time now your hopes and expectations have been denied and because of this you are becoming withdrawn and introverted. Continual disappointment has manifested itself in you becoming both suspicious and restrained you have become withdrawn from others and have receded more and more into yourself. You seem to have lost your innate enthusiasm and imaginative nature, for fear that you may be carried away by it only to find that you are wasting your time. You are loath to trust people, as in the past your trust has been misplaced. You seem to be keeping yourself cautiously aloof from others. At this moment in time your attitude is to trust nobody - until they can prove themselves to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this time you don't particularly like yourself. Everything that you have tried to do seems to have gone wrong. This makes you feel that there is no point in trying to start again. Apart from being stressed and tense, you are angry with yourself and have unadmitted self-contempt. Your refusal to admit that you and you alone is the basic cause of your problems leads to you adopting a headstrong and defiant attitude. If you take stock of yourself, smile a little and let go, everything will turn out OK. Have you not heard of the cliche 'smile and the world smiles with you - cry and you cry alone!'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;webbie:http://www.paulgoldinresearch.com/cg/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-7736650477734457601?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/7736650477734457601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=7736650477734457601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/7736650477734457601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/7736650477734457601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-is-freaking-true.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-8396893078654114098</id><published>2007-08-26T18:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T18:54:43.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="325" width="400"&gt;this is what i call rock and roll :]&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/Fnvt4g8ANi/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/Fnvt4g8ANi/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="325" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-8396893078654114098?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/8396893078654114098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=8396893078654114098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/8396893078654114098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/8396893078654114098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-is-what-i-call-rock-and-roll.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-7706472810498633333</id><published>2007-08-26T02:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T03:00:47.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shit man. don't ever ever ever ever&lt;br /&gt;watch thrillers like disturbia at this time&lt;br /&gt;[please look at the time imma blogging]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. just freaked my heart out man.&lt;br /&gt;although the starting was hilarious :]&lt;br /&gt;and the ending is happy. still. freak&lt;br /&gt;freak shit&lt;br /&gt;i think they took part of it from the episode of CSI&lt;br /&gt;where the killer hides the victims in between walls.&lt;br /&gt;this is way way shitified. st 3 in the morning&lt;br /&gt;with no one else awake. zzz&lt;br /&gt;shit. ok. gtg do math. tata ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and here's some retarded photo from fri :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RtB7rwmiy7I/AAAAAAAAA9g/AEM0nxk8xlc/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RtB7rwmiy7I/AAAAAAAAA9g/AEM0nxk8xlc/s320/Image018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102714369521929138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sy talking happily to TIM her IMAGINERY FRIEND&lt;br /&gt;yeah. that totally freaked us out :]&lt;br /&gt;and today's pic :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RtB8EAmiy8I/AAAAAAAAA9o/P6mEVb-T8qk/s1600-h/DSC00302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RtB8EAmiy8I/AAAAAAAAA9o/P6mEVb-T8qk/s320/DSC00302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102714786133756866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ultimate cuteness! COLIN :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-7706472810498633333?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/7706472810498633333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=7706472810498633333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/7706472810498633333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/7706472810498633333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2007/08/shit-man.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RtB7rwmiy7I/AAAAAAAAA9g/AEM0nxk8xlc/s72-c/Image018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-1639681236808004076</id><published>2007-08-23T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T18:45:35.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;a personality quiz :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Get to know yourself better&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" id="Label1"&gt;Other people find you very interesting, but you are really hiding your true self. Your friends love you because you are a good listener. They'll probably still love you if you learn to be yourself with them.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" id="Label2"&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" id="Label3"&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" id="Label4"&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" id="Label5"&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" id="Label6"&gt;You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something in particular. You need to choose something and go for it to be happy and achieve success.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" id="Label7"&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" id="Label8"&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" id="Label9"&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-1639681236808004076?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/1639681236808004076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=1639681236808004076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/1639681236808004076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/1639681236808004076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100332307645123490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see. that's why i wanna do gun handling :]&lt;br /&gt;i've got experience ok! lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RsgE3wmiy4I/AAAAAAAAA9I/I-J7fDqM4jE/s1600-h/DSC00270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RsgE3wmiy4I/AAAAAAAAA9I/I-J7fDqM4jE/s320/DSC00270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100331933982968706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeks! reminisce. me and tiffy :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RsgFDwmiy5I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/s0D12FE8b3Q/s1600-h/DSC00264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RsgFDwmiy5I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/s0D12FE8b3Q/s320/DSC00264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100332140141398930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i tried on my old uniform last night :]&lt;br /&gt;see! i grew tall k! the pinafore is above my knees now! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly think that PL uniform is uber nice! wahahas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-6712657826495473049?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/6712657826495473049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=6712657826495473049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/6712657826495473049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/6712657826495473049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2007/08/see.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RsgFNgmiy6I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/W1Qng6QZRFo/s72-c/DSC00271.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-563743766919914999</id><published>2007-08-17T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T23:52:43.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;can you understand me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;when i say that i have to leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;i just need to run away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;don't try to make me stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sometimes, there's just a song that hits you hard in your mind and heart&lt;br /&gt;but i have two :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;at least for the time being that is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Pain~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;three day's grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="left"&gt;[chorus]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="left"&gt;Pain, without love&lt;br /&gt;Pain, I can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;Pain, I like it rough&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're sick of feeling down&lt;br /&gt;You're not the only one&lt;br /&gt;I'll take you by the hand&lt;br /&gt;And I'll show you a world that you can understand&lt;br /&gt;This life is filled with hurt&lt;br /&gt;When happiness doesn't work&lt;br /&gt;Trust me and take my hand&lt;br /&gt;When the lights go out you will understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anger and agony&lt;br /&gt;Are better than misery&lt;br /&gt;Trust me I've got a plan&lt;br /&gt;When the lights go off you will understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Pain, without love&lt;br /&gt;Pain, I can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;Pain, I like rough&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing&lt;br /&gt;Rather feel pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know (I know I know I know I know)&lt;br /&gt;That you're wounded&lt;br /&gt;You know (You know you know you know you know)&lt;br /&gt;That I'm here to save you&lt;br /&gt;You know (You know you know you know you know)&lt;br /&gt;I'm always here for you&lt;br /&gt;I know (I know I know I know I know)&lt;br /&gt;That you'll thank me later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorusx3]&lt;br /&gt;Rather feel pain than nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;Rather feel pain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Running Away&lt;/span&gt;~Midnight Hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't lie and say that it's okay&lt;br /&gt;It's alright if there's nothing more to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="left"&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="left"&gt; So I'm running away&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving this place&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'm running away&lt;br /&gt;I'm running away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me I'm the one to blame&lt;br /&gt;It's too late for you to make me stay&lt;br /&gt;No I won't stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm faster than you can follow me from this lonely place&lt;br /&gt;And farther than you can find me&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'm leaving today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I, I'll never let you find me&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving you behind with the past&lt;br /&gt;No I won't look back&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna hear your reasons&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna hear you tell me why I should stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And try, and try to understand me&lt;br /&gt;Try to understand what I say&lt;br /&gt;When I say I can't stay&lt;br /&gt;I, I'm moving on from this place&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving and I won't quit&lt;br /&gt;I'm running away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-563743766919914999?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/563743766919914999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=563743766919914999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/563743766919914999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/563743766919914999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2007/08/can-you-understand-me-when-i-say-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-82790330563827267</id><published>2007-08-14T16:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T16:28:20.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RsFnWQXMcyI/AAAAAAAAA9A/z1B3-QQc6fU/s1600-h/DSC00226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RsFnWQXMcyI/AAAAAAAAA9A/z1B3-QQc6fU/s320/DSC00226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098469885207147298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and sy's new specs.hahas. i look guai. thank you :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RsFmOQXMcxI/AAAAAAAAA84/nbPWVebIciw/s1600-h/lucius1%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RsFmOQXMcxI/AAAAAAAAA84/nbPWVebIciw/s320/lucius1%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098468648256566034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the perfect couple! i wanna be like them!! zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RsFmCQXMcwI/AAAAAAAAA8w/MBvzWeOWmY0/s1600-h/lucius%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RsFmCQXMcwI/AAAAAAAAA8w/MBvzWeOWmY0/s320/lucius%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098468442098135810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my man people. back off :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.here's the next love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RsFlMAXMcvI/AAAAAAAAA8o/JSsBNAkOAAo/s1600-h/Pluelolli.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RsFlMAXMcvI/AAAAAAAAA8o/JSsBNAkOAAo/s320/Pluelolli.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098467510090232562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RsFlFgXMcuI/AAAAAAAAA8g/MRpd45X_QOI/s1600-h/Plue11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RsFlFgXMcuI/AAAAAAAAA8g/MRpd45X_QOI/s320/Plue11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098467398421082850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RsFk_wXMctI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/rm2RgPjKOSw/s1600-h/plue02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RsFk_wXMctI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/rm2RgPjKOSw/s320/plue02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098467299636835026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;squee. ok. i'm high. back to reliving childhood&lt;br /&gt;watching rave master. AGAIN :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-82790330563827267?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/82790330563827267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=82790330563827267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/82790330563827267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/82790330563827267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2007/08/me-and-sys-new-specs.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RsFnWQXMcyI/AAAAAAAAA9A/z1B3-QQc6fU/s72-c/DSC00226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-8024630158000151130</id><published>2007-08-12T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T22:10:54.539+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psychotic.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The silent street was immediately filled with my heavy insistent footsteps. Trepidation ran through my blood like poison from the fangs of a snake, winding its way stealthily, coursing through every drop of blood in my vein and spreading to my palpitating heart. The timer in me ticked away quickly, urged by the impending doom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silhouettes of sinewy trees towered over me, its skeletal branches swaying in the night wind as if beckoning me to enter its frosty embrace. The ethereal moonlight bounced off the tiled pavement, its sallow rays ensnared me, glowering like a spot light through the fog, exposing me to the harshness of the night. Then I felt the meaty fingers curl around my arms, tightening as the other hand stifled my cry for help. “I can’t wait.” He grunted and smacked his lips as he pinned me down onto the floor with his weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sprang up from bed and caressed my right arm. The dream was so real. I could still smell the lingering animalistic muskiness of him as he breathed down heavily on my neck. The beaded perspiration streaked across my tensed-up cheeks and tears rolled down uncontrollably. The crying had become intolerably loud by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Would you just shut up!” I grabbed the glass and flung it to the crib. Almost regretting it instantly as the crying got louder. The shattered glass was strewn across the floorboards. Callously, I stood up on my emaciated legs and tottered over. My footsteps tainted the floor with its bloody imprints of my bleeding sole as I walked across the room. Yet, I could not feel anything, as if all the hurt in the world that could happen to me was done on that very night. Why did I have the baby? Why? I looked at it and my face distorted into an indescribable disgust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked it up with my gangling arms and cradled it to my chest. “Hush hush, Mummy’s here now.” I hissed and my hands involuntarily moved to push the strand of stray hair away. I kissed it and put it back down. Sluggishly, I went to the bathroom. My wispy hair was tangled and all over my face. I could not even recognize myself anymore. My fingers traced the outlines of my frail jaw line and thoughts ran incoherently through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wondered constantly why my room had nothing but white walls. They would not even give me scissors to trim my hair. I needed to go somewhere, anywhere. Wait a minute, where’s my baby girl? My face contorted in consternation at the very thought. They can’t take her away from me! No! I bolted and rummaged around frenetically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mummy, here.” I heard a gurgle. I turned and saw my baby waving to me from her crib. I walked and an awkward smile formed on my face. Drawing her into my bosom, my gripped began to tighten against her small body. Tighter and tighter it grew and with a forceful wrench, I broke her. Fluff filled up the whole room and I danced around in glee. That devil spawn, a memorandum from the man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what they've done now, bringing out the monster in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/Rr8UJQXMcrI/AAAAAAAAA8I/MHgHsdYCq20/s1600-h/psycho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097815452450321074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/Rr8UJQXMcrI/AAAAAAAAA8I/MHgHsdYCq20/s320/psycho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-8024630158000151130?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/8024630158000151130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=8024630158000151130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/8024630158000151130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/8024630158000151130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2007/08/silent-street-was-immediately-filled.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/Rr8UJQXMcrI/AAAAAAAAA8I/MHgHsdYCq20/s72-c/psycho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-8195912705062239339</id><published>2007-08-08T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T22:12:34.510+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='secret.shhhh.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;ok today was like busy busy fun fun! haha&lt;br /&gt;cause of x-country. &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;[update the pics some other time]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to play pool with leehui.jas.clarabel.mingxin&lt;br /&gt;and i ended up as their mentor.lol&lt;br /&gt;yeahyeah. i'm good enough to teach. hahas&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RrnIeAXMcpI/AAAAAAAAA74/HNOf-FykGTI/s1600-h/DSC04533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096324871165342354" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RrnIeAXMcpI/AAAAAAAAA74/HNOf-FykGTI/s320/DSC04533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the mrt :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RrnIkQXMcqI/AAAAAAAAA8A/NYgbGHHAoWg/s1600-h/DSC04534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096324978539524770" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RrnIkQXMcqI/AAAAAAAAA8A/NYgbGHHAoWg/s320/DSC04534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was snapped-shot! grrr.hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RrnHAwXMcnI/AAAAAAAAA7o/YCvzuUNX2sQ/s1600-h/DSC04531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096323269142540914" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RrnHAwXMcnI/AAAAAAAAA7o/YCvzuUNX2sQ/s320/DSC04531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nineball is totally kickass fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. then me and leehui went to catch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;the title is just below :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RrnGQwXMclI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/HIqZa1Jixs4/s1600-h/secret.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096322444508820050" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RrnGQwXMclI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/HIqZa1Jixs4/s320/secret.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;secret!KICK-ASS FANTABULOUS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pics of it to make those who haven't watch [god forbid it]&lt;br /&gt;please please. this is totally worth it&lt;br /&gt;it kept my face in a a rigid shock expression through out :]&lt;br /&gt;best movie i've watched this year&lt;br /&gt;besides simpsons i guess.lo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;l &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/Rr8VMQXMcsI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/6K7ZMhSvkJM/s1600-h/Secret1_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097816603501556418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/Rr8VMQXMcsI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/6K7ZMhSvkJM/s320/Secret1_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RrnGNQXMckI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/cUkzv59JtTE/s1600-h/secret2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096322384379277890" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RrnGNQXMckI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/cUkzv59JtTE/s320/secret2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jay emo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RrnGJQXMcjI/AAAAAAAAA7I/Rcm1wvxqGyQ/s1600-h/secret3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096322315659801138" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RrnGJQXMcjI/AAAAAAAAA7I/Rcm1wvxqGyQ/s320/secret3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this scene was hilarious :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RrnGFgXMciI/AAAAAAAAA7A/hWOIss1DFRQ/s1600-h/secret4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096322251235291682" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RrnGFgXMciI/AAAAAAAAA7A/hWOIss1DFRQ/s320/secret4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emoness..and totally cool. he was back facing the piano and playing a song with one hand&lt;br /&gt;and he said something uber sweet to the girl :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RrnGCgXMchI/AAAAAAAAA64/Gd2NXOIWb_k/s1600-h/secret5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096322199695684114" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RrnGCgXMchI/AAAAAAAAA64/Gd2NXOIWb_k/s320/secret5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him emo and his dad cheering him up :] crieddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RrnF_QXMcgI/AAAAAAAAA6w/ZVuRz1lpqCs/s1600-h/secret6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096322143861109250" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RrnF_QXMcgI/AAAAAAAAA6w/ZVuRz1lpqCs/s320/secret6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nicenice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RrnF8QXMcfI/AAAAAAAAA6o/txmVctqrG4k/s1600-h/secret7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096322092321501682" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RrnF8QXMcfI/AAAAAAAAA6o/txmVctqrG4k/s320/secret7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he finally opened up :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really really. watch it. its got me squirming and twitching in my seat&lt;br /&gt;and i've decided.&lt;br /&gt;i'll only get a bf when i go to further my studies in jap after jc [i think]&lt;br /&gt;and find my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;musically inclined-emo guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :]&lt;br /&gt;after watching the movie&lt;br /&gt;i now want someone who would play the piano till their fingers bleed for me :]&lt;br /&gt;sadistic. i know&lt;br /&gt;BUT. yeah.its just me:]&lt;br /&gt;then went for neos.zzz. haven taken one in like a year? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RrnF5AXMceI/AAAAAAAAA6g/h84Na_uf7o4/s1600-h/img008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096322036486926818" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RrnF5AXMceI/AAAAAAAAA6g/h84Na_uf7o4/s320/img008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesbo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RrnFkwXMccI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/ANWDw7Sgu5w/s1600-h/img002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096321688594575810" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RrnFkwXMccI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/ANWDw7Sgu5w/s320/img002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea. what was with this pose :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RrnF0gXMcdI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/88L8CifV5R8/s1600-h/img001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096321959177515474" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RrnF0gXMcdI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/88L8CifV5R8/s320/img001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was rushing. cause of the timer. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RrnFXQXMcbI/AAAAAAAAA6I/8bjNsF2O9HQ/s1600-h/img003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096321456666341810" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RrnFXQXMcbI/AAAAAAAAA6I/8bjNsF2O9HQ/s320/img003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;radon and fransium! we're elements! hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RrnFDQXMcaI/AAAAAAAAA6A/wtgNmNieCrE/s1600-h/img007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096321113068958114" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RrnFDQXMcaI/AAAAAAAAA6A/wtgNmNieCrE/s320/img007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coolness pose :]lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RrnEIgXMcZI/AAAAAAAAA54/7Mr2a-Zu-Wg/s1600-h/img004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096320103751643538" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RrnEIgXMcZI/AAAAAAAAA54/7Mr2a-Zu-Wg/s320/img004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheee! hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata. i'm going into mugging mode soon&lt;br /&gt;i hope.&lt;br /&gt;people.&lt;br /&gt;stop&lt;br /&gt;asking&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;go&lt;br /&gt;out&lt;br /&gt;with&lt;br /&gt;you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;THANKS :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-8195912705062239339?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/8195912705062239339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=8195912705062239339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/8195912705062239339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/8195912705062239339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2007/08/ok-today-was-like-busy-busy-fun-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RrnIeAXMcpI/AAAAAAAAA74/HNOf-FykGTI/s72-c/DSC04533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-5792720159380696699</id><published>2007-07-31T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T18:03:23.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/Rq8IawXMcYI/AAAAAAAAA5w/qpEOS2jcNqk/s1600-h/DSC00117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093298959331127682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/Rq8IawXMcYI/AAAAAAAAA5w/qpEOS2jcNqk/s320/DSC00117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me new wallet! so true:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/Rq8IAwXMcWI/AAAAAAAAA5g/qysKNokqjJg/s1600-h/DSC00116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093298512654528866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/Rq8IAwXMcWI/AAAAAAAAA5g/qysKNokqjJg/s320/DSC00116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sy being her retarded self :] CENTER-PARTING! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/Rq8G2wXMcVI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/kAIyrIATcrA/s1600-h/DSC00114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093297241344209234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/Rq8G2wXMcVI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/kAIyrIATcrA/s320/DSC00114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the arrow pointing towards shujia says "the stupid way"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the on pointing to me says "the clever way" :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO TRUE~ lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;~those who are alone aren't always unhappy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-5792720159380696699?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/5792720159380696699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=5792720159380696699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/5792720159380696699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/5792720159380696699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2007/07/me-new-wallet-so-true-sy-being-her.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/Rq8IawXMcYI/AAAAAAAAA5w/qpEOS2jcNqk/s72-c/DSC00117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-5045236662541015910</id><published>2007-07-30T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T19:11:21.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/Rq3GUQXMcUI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/6U2H-90RI2g/s1600-h/DSC00107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092944804917834050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/Rq3GUQXMcUI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/6U2H-90RI2g/s320/DSC00107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:} grins non-stop&lt;br /&gt;sy gave me this today! and i was playing with it the whole of eng period&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/Rq3GGQXMcTI/AAAAAAAAA5I/bD6I0URmz8I/s1600-h/DSC00110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092944564399665458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/Rq3GGQXMcTI/AAAAAAAAA5I/bD6I0URmz8I/s320/DSC00110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emaths period :}&lt;br /&gt;was uber bored yaa. so i decided to amuse myself and shujia :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's boring! especially when you realise your 4 weeks away from prelim.&lt;br /&gt;and you have a discursive compo to rush by tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-5045236662541015910?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/5045236662541015910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=5045236662541015910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/5045236662541015910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/5045236662541015910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2007/07/grins-non-stop-sy-gave-me-this-today.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/Rq3GUQXMcUI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/6U2H-90RI2g/s72-c/DSC00107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-1555831981064053893</id><published>2007-07-29T17:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T17:23:57.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology" href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage" target="_blank" alt="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology"&gt;&lt;img height="574" src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/H/storage/site1/files/65/56/92/655692_18501403c5ca64hqzs9i47.JPG" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this proves to be hilarious :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-1555831981064053893?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/1555831981064053893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=1555831981064053893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/1555831981064053893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/1555831981064053893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2007/07/myheritage-share-black-and-white-photos.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-2298178694397849315</id><published>2007-07-29T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T17:24:46.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new stuff.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RqxXzQXMcSI/AAAAAAAAA5A/T5sqVsnnovc/s1600-h/DSC00088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092541816726384930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RqxXzQXMcSI/AAAAAAAAA5A/T5sqVsnnovc/s320/DSC00088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;new choker!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wahahaha. ok i'm still a happy girl today&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cause i finally went swimming&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ultimate fatness yaa. need to exercise!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyone who wanna run with me tell me! hahas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i've gots me spongebob phone pouch :]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SQUEE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-2298178694397849315?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/2298178694397849315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=2298178694397849315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/2298178694397849315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/2298178694397849315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-choker-wahahaha.html' title='new stuff.'/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RqxXzQXMcSI/AAAAAAAAA5A/T5sqVsnnovc/s72-c/DSC00088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-5880768627421074274</id><published>2007-07-27T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T21:20:54.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RqnubwXMcRI/AAAAAAAAA44/gsu1Hwq6UaQ/s1600-h/DSC00052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RqnubwXMcRI/AAAAAAAAA44/gsu1Hwq6UaQ/s320/DSC00052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091863014325121298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see that?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;yesyes. my poem is gonna be published&lt;br /&gt;in a book&lt;br /&gt;with a page exclusively to it :]&lt;br /&gt;do you know what this means to a kid like me?&lt;br /&gt;who writes poem cause of the love of it?&lt;br /&gt;of course you don't :]&lt;br /&gt;haha. no offence though!&lt;br /&gt;i'm just so happy.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. maybe happy is too mild.&lt;br /&gt;exultant?ecstatic?euphoric?rapturous?&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahaha. ok&lt;br /&gt;yeah.today's a happy day :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and hum ponned the future schooling guidance talk&lt;br /&gt;and peng in the lib waiting for huimin&lt;br /&gt;then we went old airport road to eat dinner!&lt;br /&gt;stuffed ourselves like nobody's business&lt;br /&gt;bloatedness man. but happy :]&lt;br /&gt;see.its still too mild to express my exact feeling. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is a happy day&lt;br /&gt;and i'm a happy girl&lt;br /&gt;for now at least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-5880768627421074274?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/5880768627421074274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=5880768627421074274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-3540951512952251266</id><published>2007-07-23T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T17:32:48.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;"She said that she would dance with me if I brought her red roses," cried the young Student; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"but in all my garden there is no red rose."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;From her nest in the holm-oak tree the Nightingale heard him, and she looked out through the leaves, and wondered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"No red rose in all my garden!" he cried, and his beautiful eyes filled with tears. "Ah, on what little things does happiness depend! I have read all that the wise men have written, and all the secrets of philosophy are mine, yet for want of a red rose is my life made wretched."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Here at last is a true lover," said the Nightingale. "Night after night have I sung of him, though I knew him not: night after night have I told his story to the stars, and now I see him. His hair is dark as the hyacinth-blossom, and his lips are red as the rose of his desire; but passion has made his face like pale ivory, and sorrow has set her seal upon his brow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"The Prince gives a ball to-morrow night," murmured the young Student, "and my love will be of the company. If I bring her a red rose she will dance with me till dawn. If I bring her a red rose, I shall hold her in my arms, and she will lean her head upon my shoulder, and her hand will be clasped in mine. But there is no red rose in my garden, so I shall sit lonely, and she will pass me by. She will have no heed of me, and my heart will break."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Here indeed is the true lover," said the Nightingale. "What I sing of, he suffers - what is joy to me, to him is pain. Surely Love is a wonderful thing. It is more precious than emeralds, and dearer than fine opals. Pearls and pomegranates cannot buy it, nor is it set forth in the marketplace. It may not be purchased of the merchants, nor can it be weighed out in the balance for gold."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"The musicians will sit in their gallery," said the young Student, "and play upon their stringed instruments, and my love will dance to the sound of the harp and the violin. She will dance so lightly that her feet will not touch the floor, and the courtiers in their gay dresses will throng round her. But with me she will not dance, for I have no red rose to give her"; and he flung himself down on the grass, and buried his face in his hands, and wept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Why is he weeping?" asked a little Green Lizard, as he ran past him with his tail in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Why, indeed?" said a Butterfly, who was fluttering about after a sunbeam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Why, indeed?" whispered a Daisy to his neighbour, in a soft, low voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"He is weeping for a red rose," said the Nightingale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"For a red rose?" they cried; "how very ridiculous!" and the little Lizard, who was something of a cynic, laughed outright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But the Nightingale understood the secret of the Student's sorrow, and she sat silent in the oak-tree, and thought about the mystery of Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Suddenly she spread her brown wings for flight, and soared into the air. She passed through the grove like a shadow, and like a shadow she sailed across the garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the centre of the grass-plot was standing a beautiful Rose-tree, and when she saw it she flew over to it, and lit upon a spray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Give me a red rose," she cried, "and I will sing you my sweetest song."&lt;br /&gt;But the Tree shook its head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"My roses are white," it answered; "as white as the foam of the sea, and whiter than the snow upon the mountain. But go to my brother who grows round the old sun-dial, and perhaps he will give you what you want."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So the Nightingale flew over to the Rose-tree that was growing round the old sun-dial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Give me a red rose," she cried, "and I will sing you my sweetest song."&lt;br /&gt;But the Tree shook its head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"My roses are yellow," it answered; "as yellow as the hair of the mermaiden who sits upon an amber throne, and yellower than the daffodil that blooms in the meadow before the mower comes with his scythe. But go to my brother who grows beneath the Student's window, and perhaps he will give you what you want."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So the Nightingale flew over to the Rose-tree that was growing beneath the Student's window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Give me a red rose," she cried, "and I will sing you my sweetest song."&lt;br /&gt;But the Tree shook its head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"My roses are red," it answered, "as red as the feet of the dove, and redder than the great fans of coral that wave and wave in the ocean-cavern. But the winter has chilled my veins, and the frost has nipped my buds, and the storm has broken my branches, and I shall have no roses at all this year."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"One red rose is all I want," cried the Nightingale, "only one red rose! Is there no way by which I can get it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"There is away," answered the Tree; "but it is so terrible that I dare not tell it to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Tell it to me," said the Nightingale, "I am not afraid."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"If you want a red rose," said the Tree, "you must build it out of music by moonlight, and stain it with your own heart's-blood. You must sing to me with your breast against a thorn. All night long you must sing to me, and the thorn must pierce your heart, and your life-blood must flow into my veins, and become mine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Death is a great price to pay for a red rose," cried the Nightingale, "and Life is very dear to all. It is pleasant to sit in the green wood, and to watch the Sun in his chariot of gold, and the Moon in her chariot of pearl. Sweet is the scent of the hawthorn, and sweet are the bluebells that hide in the valley, and the heather that blows on the hill. Yet Love is better than Life, and what is the heart of a bird compared to the heart of a man?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So she spread her brown wings for flight, and soared into the air. She swept over the garden like a shadow, and like a shadow she sailed through the grove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The young Student was still lying on the grass, where she had left him, and the tears were not yet dry in his beautiful eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Be happy," cried the Nightingale, "be happy; you shall have your red rose. I will build it out of music by moonlight, and stain it with my own heart's-blood. All that I ask of you in return is that you will be a true lover, for Love is wiser than Philosophy, though she is wise, and mightier than Power, though he is mighty. Flame- coloured are his wings, and coloured like flame is his body. His lips are sweet as honey, and his breath is like frankincense."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Student looked up from the grass, and listened, but he could not understand what the Nightingale was saying to him, for he only knew the things that are written down in books.&lt;br /&gt;But the Oak-tree understood, and felt sad, for he was very fond of the little Nightingale who had built her nest in his branches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Sing me one last song," he whispered; "I shall feel very lonely when you are gone."&lt;br /&gt;So the Nightingale sang to the Oak-tree, and her voice was like water bubbling from a silver jar.&lt;br /&gt;When she had finished her song the Student got up, and pulled a note-book and a lead-pencil out of his pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"She has form," he said to himself, as he walked away through the grove - "that cannot be denied to her; but has she got feeling? I am afraid not. In fact, she is like most artists; she is all style, without any sincerity. She would not sacrifice herself for others. She thinks merely of music, and everybody knows that the arts are selfish. Still, it must be admitted that she has some beautiful notes in her voice. What a pity it is that they do not mean anything, or do any practical good." And he went into his room, and lay down on his little pallet-bed, and began to think of his love; and, after a time, he fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And when the Moon shone in the heavens the Nightingale flew to the Rose-tree, and set her breast against the thorn. All night long she sang with her breast against the thorn, and the cold crystal Moon leaned down and listened. All night long she sang, and the thorn went deeper and deeper into her breast, and her life-blood ebbed away from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She sang first of the birth of love in the heart of a boy and a girl. And on the top-most spray of the Rose-tree there blossomed a marvellous rose, petal following petal, as song followed song. Pale was it, at first, as the mist that hangs over the river - pale as the feet of the morning, and silver as the wings of the dawn. As the shadow of a rose in a mirror of silver, as the shadow of a rose in a water-pool, so was the rose that blossomed on the topmost spray of the Tree.&lt;br /&gt;But the Tree cried to the Nightingale to press closer against the thorn. "Press closer, little Nightingale," cried the Tree, "or the Day will come before the rose is finished."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So the Nightingale pressed closer against the thorn, and louder and louder grew her song, for she sang of the birth of passion in the soul of a man and a maid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And a delicate flush of pink came into the leaves of the rose, like the flush in the face of the bridegroom when he kisses the lips of the bride. But the thorn had not yet reached her heart, so the rose's heart remained white, for only a Nightingale's heart's-blood can crimson the heart of a rose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the Tree cried to the Nightingale to press closer against the thorn. "Press closer, little Nightingale," cried the Tree, "or the Day will come before the rose is finished."&lt;br /&gt;So the Nightingale pressed closer against the thorn, and the thorn touched her heart, and a fierce pang of pain shot through her. Bitter, bitter was the pain, and wilder and wilder grew her song, for she sang of the Love that is perfected by Death, of the Love that dies not in the tomb.&lt;br /&gt;And the marvellous rose became crimson, like the rose of the eastern sky. Crimson was the girdle of petals, and crimson as a ruby was the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But the Nightingale's voice grew fainter, and her little wings began to beat, and a film came over her eyes. Fainter and fainter grew her song, and she felt something choking her in her throat.&lt;br /&gt;Then she gave one last burst of music. The white Moon heard it, and she forgot the dawn, and lingered on in the sky. The red rose heard it, and it trembled all over with ecstasy, and opened its petals to the cold morning air. Echo bore it to her purple cavern in the hills, and woke the sleeping shepherds from their dreams. It floated through the reeds of the river, and they carried its message to the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Look, look!" cried the Tree, "the rose is finished now"; but the Nightingale made no answer, for she was lying dead in the long grass, with the thorn in her heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And at noon the Student opened his window and looked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Why, what a wonderful piece of luck!" he cried; "here is a red rose! I have never seen any rose like it in all my life. It is so beautiful that I am sure it has a long Latin name"; and he leaned down and plucked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then he put on his hat, and ran up to the Professor's house with the rose in his hand.&lt;br /&gt;The daughter of the Professor was sitting in the doorway winding blue silk on a reel, and her little dog was lying at her feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"You said that you would dance with me if I brought you a red rose," cried the Student. "Here is the reddest rose in all the world. You will wear it to-night next your heart, and as we dance together it will tell you how I love you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But the girl frowned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I am afraid it will not go with my dress," she answered; "and, besides, the Chamberlain's nephew has sent me some real jewels, and everybody knows that jewels cost far more than flowers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Well, upon my word, you are very ungrateful," said the Student angrily; and he threw the rose into the street, where it fell into the gutter, and a cart-wheel went over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Ungrateful!" said the girl. "I tell you what, you are very rude; and, after all, who are you? Only a Student. Why, I don't believe you have even got silver buckles to your shoes as the Chamberlain's nephew has"; and she got up from her chair and went into the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"What I a silly thing Love is," said the Student as he walked away. "It is not half as useful as Logic, for it does not prove anything, and it is always telling one of things that are not going to happen, and making one believe things that are not true. In fact, it is quite unpractical, and, as in this age to be practical is everything, I shall go back to Philosophy and study Metaphysics."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So he returned to his room and pulled out a great dusty book, and began to read.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;the nightingale and the rose&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;oscar wilde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-3540951512952251266?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/3540951512952251266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=3540951512952251266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/3540951512952251266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/3540951512952251266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2007/07/she-said-that-she-would-dance-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-1437410138206374924</id><published>2007-07-22T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T14:22:46.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/winged/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Moon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Hope, expectation, Bright promises.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Moon is a card of magic and mystery - when prominent you know that nothing is as it seems, particularly when it concerns relationships. All logic is thrown out the window.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Moon is all about visions and illusions, madness, genius and poetry. This is a card that has to do with sleep, and so with both dreams and nightmares. It is a scary card in that it warns that there might be hidden enemies, tricks and falsehoods. But it should also be remembered that this is a card of great creativity, of powerful magic, primal feelings and intuition. You may be going through a time of emotional and mental trial; if you&amp;nbsp;have any past mental problems, you must be vigilant in taking your medication but avoid drugs or alcohol, as abuse of either will cause them irreparable damage. This time however, can also result in great creativity, psychic powers, visions and insight. You can and should trust your intuition.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot" target="_blank"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-1437410138206374924?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/1437410138206374924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=1437410138206374924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/1437410138206374924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/1437410138206374924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2007/07/you-are-moon-hope-expectation-bright.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-8710456918867909532</id><published>2007-07-22T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T13:59:05.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"You're a hypocrite!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stops. Her neck stiffens. "Don't you use that word on me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why not? you lied. that's that"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she sniffs and i see her eyes starting to swell with heartache and tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you said you'd come! i was the only one without a parent! i had to walk out alone! i.."&lt;br /&gt;i choked. and struggled with the words that use to come to me easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was standing. shaking involuntarily. her working suit a mess now as her hands clutched and unclutched the fringes of her skirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why don't you ever say you love me anymore?" and the mascara smeared. upon the pure white sheen of foundation.My eyes, unseeing, watched darker stains grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slammed the door and cried. trying to perge the hurt inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;and on the bed i saw something deeply etched in my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was five and she was sitting next to me&lt;br /&gt;talking to me as she always does every night&lt;br /&gt;and i said. naively and without hesistation&lt;br /&gt;"don't ever die ok mummy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the transitory image vanishes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-8710456918867909532?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/8710456918867909532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=8710456918867909532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/8710456918867909532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/8710456918867909532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2007/07/youre-hypocrite-she-stops.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-4064154413033448591</id><published>2007-07-16T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T19:41:56.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;things that happened today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;we played base/soft ball and huiming's ball hit me on the forehead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;watched harry potter &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;played arcade and realise that i'm detached from it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;gots my spongebob poster thingy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;i gots my new w660i phone :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RptY_pVq-NI/AAAAAAAAA4w/xTXaeX66T-E/s1600-h/179663620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087758054496860370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/RptY_pVq-NI/AAAAAAAAA4w/xTXaeX66T-E/s320/179663620.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;bought my fbt shorts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;found the NUM bag i want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i shall not talk about what junwei did to me and my pens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one word : traumatising&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;those who witness it. please. don't ever mention it to me. thanks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and my blog is dying. gg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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you won't just fade away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;cross my heart and hope to die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;tonight i dream i fade away.&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/21132569-36339030779997457?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/36339030779997457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=36339030779997457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/36339030779997457'/><link rel='self' 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People who get tagged must write in a blog of their own ten weird things or habits or little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end you must choose six people to be tagged and list their names. &lt;br /&gt;1] i've mild claustrophobia&lt;br /&gt;2] i don't like talking too much&lt;br /&gt;3] i like to hide under my table&lt;br /&gt;4] i'm in love with antiques&lt;br /&gt;5] i'm bipolar&lt;br /&gt;6] i have a thing for spider&lt;br /&gt;7] i'm bi&lt;br /&gt;8] i love talking with gays.&lt;br /&gt;9] i like noodles with ketchup&lt;br /&gt;10] i'm a hygiene maniac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right. the six people&lt;br /&gt;-sy&lt;br /&gt;-jasmine&lt;br /&gt;-huimin&lt;br /&gt;-maoqiang&lt;br /&gt;-justin&lt;br /&gt;-shujia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-2412176048938508250?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/2412176048938508250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-3471166465584336453</id><published>2007-07-10T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T15:20:20.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;"God's Favorite" will be staged at the Substation (that's near the&lt;br /&gt;National History Museum or in front of Timbre) on the 28th and 29th of&lt;br /&gt;July 07. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Show times are at 7pm on both days and on 2pm on Sunday&lt;br /&gt;afternoon as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Tickets are $20 for the evening shows and $15 for&lt;br /&gt;the 2pm one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;We don't make a profit off this, all the money will go to&lt;br /&gt;paying off our rental debt to the Substation, costuming&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyone wanna watch it with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-3471166465584336453?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/3471166465584336453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=3471166465584336453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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and fun :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;first was my very very &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAST PERFORMANCE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with cchmsco for speechday today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i did my best k! but still zao a bit.lolx. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cause : bloody ulcer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ahh wells. then later went to watch the rest of the performance with jas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the drummers from chungcheng(yishun) are like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HOTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haha. damn style ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ok.then left early for a dinner party in the police academy mess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ultimate coolness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;guys just look hot in &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;uniform &lt;em&gt;[except school uniform]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;navy uniform is like the ultimate :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yeah. so there were lots of people there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and i ended up playing pool with andrew and his friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and i won!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i won 20+ year old guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;like woot! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;accomplishment :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but i think they gave in to me :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ahh wells. then i reach home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and my mum told me the hilarious thing that happen when she went for her driving test : &lt;strong&gt;she pulled out the car gear out of panic :/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;like wth. is that pro or what.lolx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yaps.that's all for today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;gna dies next week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bloody heap of hw and lots of tests coming up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;gg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-1745644515603519180?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/1745644515603519180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=1745644515603519180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/1745644515603519180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/1745644515603519180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2007/07/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-2194447760842169984</id><published>2007-06-30T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T23:13:20.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omo.&lt;br /&gt;cdc performance was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;me and biran laugh until dies. must watch to understand :]&lt;br /&gt;so if you miss it&lt;br /&gt;you're a big time sucker! lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and mq scared the shit out of biran.&lt;br /&gt;haha. keep spooking her at the lake.&lt;br /&gt;woots. hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;she's darn timid. just realised it. lolx&lt;br /&gt;oh and junwei was running on a barrel-like-thing&lt;br /&gt;and everyone else tried but failed.&lt;br /&gt;so he's the pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after the thang finished we were playing with the balloons&lt;br /&gt;and the target --&gt; bitumen :]&lt;br /&gt;hit his face like countless time&lt;br /&gt;shuangs!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and i proclaim once again that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHICKEN'S HAIR IS DARN CUTE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much nicer than karl's although it was under the same barber&lt;br /&gt;can only say that karl is not a likable person. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaps. then walk out of school fooling around&lt;br /&gt;bitumen suggested on lying in the middle of the road&lt;br /&gt;but was too dirty. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CLEAN FREAK IN THE HOUSE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and alvin mok has a prob man&lt;br /&gt;he says me and mao look like a couple just cause we came tgt ._.&lt;br /&gt;like hello&lt;br /&gt;i'm les/bi and mao's gay. lolx&lt;br /&gt;ahwells i went home straight&lt;br /&gt;[miraculously]&lt;br /&gt;cause they wanted to bowl&lt;br /&gt;and i was wearing my pumps&lt;br /&gt;so no socks = no bowl&lt;br /&gt;so wtf. i went home&lt;br /&gt;the plus side --&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; COLIN WAS AT MY HOUSE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wootmess. haha&lt;br /&gt;he just left anyway. so sads.&lt;br /&gt;shall sink myself into the awesome book by anne rice :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-2194447760842169984?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-5213616261031426622</id><published>2007-06-28T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T14:55:57.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't control my emotions anymore&lt;br /&gt;i can look at others being happy&lt;br /&gt;and i'd just tear for them&lt;br /&gt;i could look at someone fall&lt;br /&gt;and i'd just tear for them too&lt;br /&gt;yet i can just look at myself in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;and feel nothing at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-5213616261031426622?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-6018426542670367884</id><published>2007-06-27T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T17:33:40.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to people who have been thinking that i'm pissed/irritated by you/depressed&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the misunderstanding&lt;br /&gt;i'm not. i think&lt;br /&gt;i'm just stoning cause i have a short attention span&lt;br /&gt;and if you talk to me for 5 min and more&lt;br /&gt;about something i have no interest in&lt;br /&gt;i'll probably be looking at something else. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaps.ok today was the second time i woke up crying&lt;br /&gt;last night was the 5th time i dreamt of dead/undead and the dying&lt;br /&gt;thanks dream. you made my day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-6018426542670367884?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/6018426542670367884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=6018426542670367884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/6018426542670367884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/6018426542670367884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2007/06/to-people-who-have-been-thinking-that.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-8858139687601031670</id><published>2007-06-22T15:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T15:21:52.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/Rnt4VA6IAOI/AAAAAAAAA4o/wI8WRXaLxaE/s1600-h/rotary+vintage.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/Rnt4VA6IAOI/AAAAAAAAA4o/wI8WRXaLxaE/s320/rotary+vintage.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078785307206746338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want this phone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ultimate chioness&lt;br /&gt;the price is an equal beauty&lt;br /&gt;US$479&lt;br /&gt;its on my wishlist till i start making money :]&lt;br /&gt;or maybe my 18th birthday present! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-8858139687601031670?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/8858139687601031670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=8858139687601031670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/8858139687601031670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/8858139687601031670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-want-this-phone-ultimate-chioness.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/Rnt4VA6IAOI/AAAAAAAAA4o/wI8WRXaLxaE/s72-c/rotary+vintage.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-1473731586513487113</id><published>2007-06-21T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T21:42:52.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heeh hee heeh hee&lt;br /&gt;lolx. i'm going crazy&lt;br /&gt;thanks to CO camp :]&lt;br /&gt;wells it was kinda fun&lt;br /&gt;being SM for the nightwalk at least :]&lt;br /&gt;was kinda sian diao at first cause of joshua and yaochang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SPOILER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. bah&lt;br /&gt;then later jiaqing frederick and kaixiang and slyvia came to help us&lt;br /&gt;lolx. that's what we all sec 4s will be doing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FREELANCE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause we would have graduated :/ lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i conclude that i hate farewells&lt;br /&gt;cause they make people cry&lt;br /&gt;T_T&lt;br /&gt;stupid la. me and jas talk until cry.lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/Rnp-vw6IANI/AAAAAAAAA4g/k8GQEZ3klu0/s1600-h/S5032001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/Rnp-vw6IANI/AAAAAAAAA4g/k8GQEZ3klu0/s320/S5032001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078510888861302994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our cake!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's some candid moments :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/Rnp-kg6IAMI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/GRhOKNiCAmk/s1600-h/S5031993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/Rnp-kg6IAMI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/GRhOKNiCAmk/s320/S5031993.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078510695587774658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhiwen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/Rnp-bw6IALI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/KDYHCDaAPLo/s1600-h/S5031990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/Rnp-bw6IALI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/KDYHCDaAPLo/s320/S5031990.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078510545263919282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;junyuan's attempt to take pauline's first kiss.lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/Rnp-Qw6IAKI/AAAAAAAAA4I/RMI2AUZwIbE/s1600-h/S5031986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/Rnp-Qw6IAKI/AAAAAAAAA4I/RMI2AUZwIbE/s320/S5031986.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078510356285358242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhiwen with the funny expressions :]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. shall upload the rest another day when i get the photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/Rnp-vw6IANI/AAAAAAAAA4g/k8GQEZ3klu0/s72-c/S5032001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-5101497149995207676</id><published>2007-06-14T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T22:13:16.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bah..did i mention&lt;br /&gt;colin took my first kiss on my birthday&lt;br /&gt;and my second on his :/&lt;br /&gt;haha. and it was in front of everybody...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-5101497149995207676?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/5101497149995207676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=5101497149995207676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/5101497149995207676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/5101497149995207676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/2007/06/bah_14.html' title=''/><author><name>redlettered</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784537952531790438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzmxB43m9oY/SLvMc9hF0RI/AAAAAAAABcU/9Nh29oe3QIo/S220/n730338594_719964_2964.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21132569.post-8488251919917633345</id><published>2007-06-14T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T19:51:39.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;woots.today was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;superliciouosly fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; lolx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;we were suppose to meet and play badminton at kembangan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;buts. clever lil me brought my spongebob monopoly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and i told junwei[hm] bout it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;so he cycled from his house to meet us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;so me, hum, ah guang  and him sat in the court and play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;LUD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;so we played till chongyi, junwei[ep one], huat came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and they played badminton while we stuck to our dear and beloved spongebob!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IN THE END&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i trashed junwei and hum[she was bankrupt from owing us 1000++]!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;super fun!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;played like 3 hour straight i think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;yaps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and junwei volunteered to wake me up every sunday at 10!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;so i can finally drag my ass out of bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and catch spongebob! woot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh and i trahsed junwei at badminton too :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;wahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and he almost knock me down with his bike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;thanks ar @_@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;just can't stand people who try to use foreign language in their blog :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;bahhh. nothing personal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21132569-8488251919917633345?l=encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encrimsonedhands.blogspot.com/feeds/8488251919917633345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21132569&amp;postID=8488251919917633345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21132569/posts/default/8488251919917633345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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