<?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-7671414</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:25:34.503+10:00</updated><title type='text'>.. secrets du coeur ..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>339</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-115410950560530097</id><published>2006-07-29T03:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:20.055+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love you the most, what."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/collage2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Endless sleepless nights of high moods,&lt;br /&gt;accompanied with heart-felt talks, craps &amp; everything under moon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up to the qns of "Are you ok, dear?"&lt;br /&gt;Settles &amp;amp; calms my heart for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today.. =)) Perfect sun!! &amp; weather!!&lt;br /&gt;Perfect timing to be lying on the grass patch,&lt;br /&gt;just lazing &amp;amp; slacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful day to start of with..&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied with "I-love-you-the-most-what" girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacking &amp;amp; working @ Borders.&lt;br /&gt;Plugged in with sexual, erotic songs for Ads inspirations!&lt;br /&gt;O we're all so sexual creatures. Tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love today.&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/7671414-115410950560530097?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/115410950560530097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=115410950560530097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115410950560530097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115410950560530097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-love-you-most-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-115393500722332836</id><published>2006-07-27T03:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:19.917+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Till Death Do Us Apart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Till Death Do Us Apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/BLOODYLOVE.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/BLOODYLOVE.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My inner most desire - Pain.&lt;br /&gt;My inner most obsession - Blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anger. Sorrow. Pain. Fear. Choices. Risks.&lt;br /&gt;Tears. Emotions. Numbed. Lost. Insanity.&lt;br /&gt;Obsessions. Complications. Strange. Abnormal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fear destorys the heart.&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/7671414-115393500722332836?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/115393500722332836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=115393500722332836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115393500722332836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115393500722332836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/07/till-death-do-us-apart.html' title='Till Death Do Us Apart.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-115372500418113595</id><published>2006-07-24T17:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:19.797+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was sitting by the river,&lt;br /&gt;embracing the simplicity of life.&lt;br /&gt;Nature's gift of the sun.&lt;br /&gt;Today's weather was fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;So I sat by the river, just admiring the sun, the river &amp; the nature.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, everything looked perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Right at that place &amp;amp; that particular moment.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to embrace the simplicity &amp; wonders of nature's life.&lt;br /&gt;Before I face up to the cold &amp;amp; hard-up reality.&lt;br /&gt;In which would be brought upon by a phonecall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A call that might either break apart everything,&lt;br /&gt;or, bring it all up to the next level.&lt;br /&gt;A call that holds the answers to my heart, my faith, my hope.&lt;br /&gt;A call that proves me right or wrong.&lt;br /&gt;A call that says it all of how much I mean to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm literally feeling the edge of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Writing continuous thoughts of what THE verdict would be.&lt;br /&gt;Filling the white paper page with inks of psycho-ing thoughts to myself.&lt;br /&gt;Trembling in utter fear, as I watched the minutes go by..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I have the strength to take it..?&lt;br /&gt;Will it all break me apart again..?&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared. Really scared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-115372500418113595?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/115372500418113595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=115372500418113595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115372500418113595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115372500418113595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/07/was-sitting-by-river-embracing.html' title=''/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-115331886272594182</id><published>2006-07-20T00:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:19.638+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You don't know me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nor, do I know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7671414-115331886272594182?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/115331886272594182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=115331886272594182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115331886272594182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115331886272594182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-dont-know-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-115324455634352532</id><published>2006-07-19T03:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:19.472+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/collage1.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/collage1.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simplicity of a friendship.&lt;br /&gt;Love that holds so strong.&lt;br /&gt;Support that lasts.&lt;br /&gt;Memories that will nv be replaced.&lt;br /&gt;No differences of whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;Only the best love, support &amp; company one could have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping &amp;amp; eating sprees, late night stay-overs.&lt;br /&gt;Endless conversations of almost anything.&lt;br /&gt;Crying &amp; laughing on each other shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;Whinings, singing, fighting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my Kelly.&lt;br /&gt;My pillar of support, my lady of strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Darling, hang in there. *Huggies*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your strength will find you soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-115324455634352532?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/115324455634352532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=115324455634352532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115324455634352532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115324455634352532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/07/simplicity-of-friendship.html' title=''/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-115272304961614088</id><published>2006-07-13T02:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:19.340+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;"I need you to trust and believe me when I tell you, that my heart is with you. A part of me feels like ever since we got back together, you've just been waiting... waiting to push me away. I love you, I don't know how else to say it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;"How about you show it. I'm not pushing you away, I'm holding on for dear life but I need you to need me back. Why won't you ever just let me all the way in?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-115272304961614088?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/115272304961614088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=115272304961614088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115272304961614088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115272304961614088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-need-you-to-trust-and-believe-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-115271874100680658</id><published>2006-07-13T01:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:19.201+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sydney Trip!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments taken from my Sydney Trip..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/collage.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/collage.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shots of me doing.. erm.. almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/picture%20in%20australia%20499-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/picture%20in%20australia%20499-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Natalie &amp; me! I was told I looked like a total guy. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;Okies, look punk-ish can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/picture%20in%20australia%20384-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/picture%20in%20australia%20384-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My spiritual family I love &amp; totally adore. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/picture%20in%20australia%20383-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/picture%20in%20australia%20383-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trish, Eunice, Moi &amp; Chloe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/picture%20in%20australia%20423-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/picture%20in%20australia%20423-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The ulitmate gang of shades posers!!! Wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/picture%20in%20australia%20684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/picture%20in%20australia%20684.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Having our $5 pasta meal @ Bondi Junction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/picture%20in%20australia%20682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/picture%20in%20australia%20682.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me, Chloe, Jo &amp; Steven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/picture%20in%20australia%20718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/picture%20in%20australia%20718.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the breathing taking Bondi Beach.&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention I lurve my height?? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Okies, it's just the uneven ground la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/picture%20in%20australia%20733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/picture%20in%20australia%20733.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leaving on a jet plane.. Back to Melbourne!&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home.. Aww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pixies coming up! Stay tuned! =))&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/7671414-115271874100680658?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/115271874100680658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=115271874100680658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115271874100680658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115271874100680658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/07/sydney-trip.html' title='Sydney Trip!'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-115268316014077407</id><published>2006-07-12T15:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:19.078+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken.</title><content type='html'>I'm broken.&lt;br /&gt;I fell into pieces.&lt;br /&gt;I nv wanna give up.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I believe it will last.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I believe it will survive through this.&lt;br /&gt;But, she gave up hope on trying.&lt;br /&gt;She gave up hope on us.&lt;br /&gt;Is there no other chances of turning back...?&lt;br /&gt;Is there no other tries for another shot of happiness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want. I don't wanna leave. Again.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna stay.. I wanna keep trying...&lt;br /&gt;I'll go thru this again &amp;amp; again..&lt;br /&gt;Just to give it another try.. Just to give us another shot.&lt;br /&gt;Won't you try...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll always be waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what am I doing.&lt;br /&gt;I'm broken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-115268316014077407?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/115268316014077407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=115268316014077407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115268316014077407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115268316014077407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/07/broken.html' title='Broken.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-115264445641502656</id><published>2006-07-12T05:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:18.795+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And so i guess, maybe, it ended. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7671414-115264445641502656?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/115264445641502656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=115264445641502656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115264445641502656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115264445641502656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/07/and-so-i-guess-maybe-it-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-115264116168548730</id><published>2006-07-12T04:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:18.654+11:00</updated><title type='text'>crazybeautiful.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My CrazyBeautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/collage.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Those 2 days back in S'pore.&lt;br /&gt;Unexpected, unforeseen, unpredicted.&lt;br /&gt;My version of crazybeautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether it will last? It's another question.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, happiness's usually shortlived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll lurve, treasure &amp;amp; hold on to every moment of it,&lt;br /&gt;while it last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-115264116168548730?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/115264116168548730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=115264116168548730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115264116168548730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115264116168548730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/07/crazybeautiful.html' title='crazybeautiful.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-115264069349699766</id><published>2006-07-12T03:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:18.514+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Hillsongs!</title><content type='html'>I'm finally o-so-dearly back home in none other than my Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;Yep.. Back from S'pore + Sydney.&lt;br /&gt;The last 8 days spent @ Sydney was ...&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else but an experience not to be forgettable.&lt;br /&gt;Hillsongs Conference! Rawks my toes, ears &amp; my fingers!&lt;br /&gt;It's a blast.. totally. Esp. during worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although.. most of it was absolutely hectic.&lt;br /&gt;First 5 days was waking up @ 6-7am, reaching home @ midnight.&lt;br /&gt;Conference, services &amp;amp; elective sessions &amp; worship were like.. 9am - erm.. 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;DAILY, yesh i tell u.. it was worse than JC days.&lt;br /&gt;I slpt thru practically for all the services.&lt;br /&gt;4 hrs of slp daily didn't help at all.&lt;br /&gt;Made me NOT LIKE the city of Sydney.&lt;br /&gt;And for once I missed Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, ultimately, I like what I experienced there.&lt;br /&gt;My Love for God only grew closer. =))&lt;br /&gt;Worshipping with a hundred thousand ppl..&lt;br /&gt;All stand for the name of God, and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;Jumping in joy, bringing the whole Arena down with rawking music..&lt;br /&gt;Woo.. Blew me away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pixes taken from the Arena stadium..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/Image%28089%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/Image%28089%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/Image%28094%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/Image%28094%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/Image%28088%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/Image%28088%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/Image%28086%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/Image%28086%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/Image%28098%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/Image%28098%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the finale night, they threw huge balloons to "ra-ra" the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;And everyone went LITERALLY high!!&lt;br /&gt;Dancing &amp;amp; rawking to the fantastic booming music for the Love of God.&lt;br /&gt;=)) Coolios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-115264069349699766?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/115264069349699766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=115264069349699766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115264069349699766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115264069349699766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/07/hillsongs.html' title='Hillsongs!'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-115173133504494313</id><published>2006-07-01T15:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:18.391+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving once again.</title><content type='html'>Life can be awfully unexpected. Unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;So unexpected to the extent, it blows you away.&lt;br /&gt;LITERALLY. Yes, it did. For the few couple of days...&lt;br /&gt;I broke the rules, I did the impossible.&lt;br /&gt;We made it happen &amp; realise nothing changed abit.&lt;br /&gt;Not the least of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night till dawn..&lt;br /&gt;Tears, hugs &amp; kisses.&lt;br /&gt;Laughter, cries &amp;amp; words of Love.&lt;br /&gt;I fell in Love, once again.&lt;br /&gt;The moment our eyes met,&lt;br /&gt;the world around us, stopped. For us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I said, imperfections could be made to perfections,&lt;br /&gt;as long as the L word stays in both.&lt;br /&gt;I might be blinded by it all.&lt;br /&gt;I might be mislead by it once again.&lt;br /&gt;I ain't very sure of what I'm getting myself into.&lt;br /&gt;But I know one thing for sure,&lt;br /&gt;it's the reason that have kept me going all this while.&lt;br /&gt;And I'll nv wanna to stop.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'll nv stop loving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't give up, like I said from Day 1.&lt;br /&gt;And I'd say it again and again..&lt;br /&gt;I'll not give up,&lt;br /&gt;'cause I know for sure there's more to it than what we've both created.&lt;br /&gt;And if I do love enough, waiting abit wouldn't kill.&lt;br /&gt;At least this time round, it wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'm not deceiving myself. Maybe I am.&lt;br /&gt;And if it all falls apart, I'll only have myself to blame.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I made it happen.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I broke the rules.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-115173133504494313?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/115173133504494313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=115173133504494313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115173133504494313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115173133504494313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/07/leaving-once-again.html' title='Leaving once again.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-115149589086807273</id><published>2006-06-28T21:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:18.264+11:00</updated><title type='text'>what a nua-ing day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/Photo38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/Photo38.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss my threesome.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not OK!!! =( Hrmp!!&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so nua-ed &amp;amp; sian sian sian!!&lt;br /&gt;It was supposed to be a fulfilling day of shopping!&lt;br /&gt;But it all turned out so sian...&lt;br /&gt;I bought stuffies.. but I forced myself to buy them.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there's nothing that appeals to me at all!!&lt;br /&gt;Where's the shopping fanatic spirit in me!!&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, what the hell is wrong with me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I bought for.. absolutely no reasons.&lt;br /&gt;1. Levi's Jeans.&lt;br /&gt;2. Black heel-ish flip-flops (or whatever u call them).&lt;br /&gt;3. France Jersey top from NewUrbanMale.&lt;br /&gt;4. Fluff pouch.&lt;br /&gt;5. Stationery.&lt;br /&gt;6. Contact Lenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barely slpt 5 hrs today.&lt;br /&gt;Came home at like 6.30amthis morn.&lt;br /&gt;My bro was already having his breakie!!&lt;br /&gt;Omg. I dozed off at shir's la, after the Spain vs France match.&lt;br /&gt;Bleahz. I think I'm falling sick, after this World Cup craze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm farking missing the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;impossible&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I so NEED to drown it all away tonight.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cut me, lemme me bleed.&lt;br /&gt;Wound me, lemme me die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm farking outta my mind already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-115149589086807273?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/115149589086807273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=115149589086807273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115149589086807273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115149589086807273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-nua-ing-day.html' title='what a nua-ing day.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-115142150275323066</id><published>2006-06-28T01:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:18.096+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Who knew.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;... I'll keep you locked in my head,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Until we meet again&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;That "Last of Everything"&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll hold on to it&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Until we meet again&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who knew ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-115142150275323066?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/115142150275323066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=115142150275323066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115142150275323066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115142150275323066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/06/who-knew.html' title='Who knew.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-115140890326116677</id><published>2006-06-27T21:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:17.951+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life has been a total blast since I got back.&lt;br /&gt;At least with all the people I love around me 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly, no naggings abt staying out till 6am in the morn..&lt;br /&gt;for World Cup~! Almost every night actually, at Shir's.&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied by Shir bro dearie, Vien &amp; B.H.&lt;br /&gt;Late night suppers @ Geylang during e 2hr break b4 the 3a.m matches.&lt;br /&gt;O man, I'm so gonna miss the company.&lt;br /&gt;So so terribly badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving my new baby has been absolutely fab!&lt;br /&gt;Getting sick of driving everywhere tho.&lt;br /&gt;Parking kills!! Haha. Other than that.. everything's A-ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinking nights, holding hands along Clarke Quay,&lt;br /&gt;tears &amp;amp; huggies with my lesbian love partnerS..&lt;br /&gt;My version of threesome.. Kel, Van &amp; me. Ah haha.&lt;br /&gt;Stay-overs, corny jokes &amp;amp; weird drawings.&lt;br /&gt;Pain-inflicting-stomach laughters..&lt;br /&gt;my responsibility of taking care of that 2 drunkards.&lt;br /&gt;O I love them no more than anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Van left last night to Aussie.&lt;br /&gt;I was there to send her off.&lt;br /&gt;And I blardy cried when I hugged her so tightly la.&lt;br /&gt;Why issit so~ When I'm gonna like see her SO SOON.&lt;br /&gt;Okie, i think it's just the atmosphere &amp; all.&lt;br /&gt;So she's safe &amp;amp; sound over there already.&lt;br /&gt;Brave the cold, dear! U'll A-okie! I'll be there soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping, retail therapy tml. Like finally.&lt;br /&gt;O my gawd, I can't wait. I need tons &amp; tons of erm.. stuffies?&lt;br /&gt;If that helps. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another sleepless night spent at shir's later.&lt;br /&gt;Brazil vs Ghana &amp;amp; France vs Spain!&lt;br /&gt;I root Brazil... &amp; France, but of cos.&lt;br /&gt;Laters!&lt;br /&gt;_________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Walking the familiars,&lt;br /&gt;Watching the days flash pass..&lt;br /&gt;Missing the strange and unfamiliar..&lt;br /&gt;Stares of the endless emptiness of what's left in me.&lt;br /&gt;Wonders &amp;amp; ponders of a beginning or an end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What's with people these days,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who doesn't fight for the will to gain true happiness?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The courage and guts to fight for what they truly desire.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where's e ... "Love's everything in life I only &amp;amp; ever respect."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Down with the fight, down with the L.O.V.E.&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/7671414-115140890326116677?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/115140890326116677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=115140890326116677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115140890326116677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115140890326116677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/06/life-has-been-total-blast-since-i-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-115071110231060394</id><published>2006-06-19T19:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:17.795+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Straight isn't normal, it's just common.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Straight isn't normal, it's just common.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-115071110231060394?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/115071110231060394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=115071110231060394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115071110231060394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115071110231060394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/06/straight-isnt-normal-its-just-common.html' title='Straight isn&apos;t normal, it&apos;s just common.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-115063551993191939</id><published>2006-06-18T22:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:17.627+11:00</updated><title type='text'>leaving on a jet plane</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="300" width="375"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bbkgZkQED8A"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bbkgZkQED8A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="300" width="375"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chantal Kreviazuk's Leaving on a Jet Plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Van baby! This's for you.&lt;br /&gt;Hate it that I can't be there at ur "Kiss me &amp; smile for me" farewell.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.. Yeah u had to plan it when I can't make it.&lt;br /&gt;Sent me an invitation of it on purpose too! Ugh..&lt;br /&gt;O wells, I'm sure everyone's having fun there.&lt;br /&gt;Since out of everyone over there,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the only one who's gonna see you here.&lt;br /&gt;So I shan't be greedy. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treat me with tender loving care.&lt;br /&gt;With the rounds of baliey's you owe me,&lt;br /&gt;And I shall throw a big dinner treat in too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not...&lt;br /&gt;NO Tender Loving Care from me,&lt;br /&gt;when you get ur butt over here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/7671414-115063551993191939?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/115063551993191939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=115063551993191939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115063551993191939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115063551993191939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/06/leaving-on-jet-plane.html' title='leaving on a jet plane'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-115054389993088312</id><published>2006-06-17T21:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:17.292+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Facial day.</title><content type='html'>I went for facial today!&lt;br /&gt;O pampering for my face, finally.&lt;br /&gt;After days of sleep loss &amp; exam stress..&lt;br /&gt;Tho. I'm still in the mist of exams la.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. A lil' pampering wouldn't kill right?&lt;br /&gt;Not like it helps actually, cos I didn't sleep AGAIN last nite.&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially down with my exam-insomnia again. Bleahz.&lt;br /&gt;It's killing me day &amp;amp; night..! Argh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the lighter note, I was watching Nip/Tuck earlier.&lt;br /&gt;Slacking as usual, what exams man. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;And it was a pretty interesting episode tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lady has a "female circumcision" as a young child.&lt;br /&gt;Due to her country's really weird tradition of having to cut off women's clitoris!&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, they thought having it is immoral, unclean, blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;Stupid culture &amp; tradition.&lt;br /&gt;So she wants to have it re-done.&lt;br /&gt;She needs to CUM. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;She waited 10 years for this.&lt;br /&gt;Know where did they get the "whatever thing" or piece of meat for her clitoris..?&lt;br /&gt;Her toes... -_- Yep, her 2nd little toe!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they really did cut off her toe.. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Okies, den one of the doc decided to "heal" her by sleeping wit her right.&lt;br /&gt;So as to see if the operation was successful &amp;amp; if she could cum again.&lt;br /&gt;And.. after half an hour of "hmm, eating her" down there.&lt;br /&gt;Erm, she didn't cum. And she was totally devastated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day, they did a check up on it again.&lt;br /&gt;Prolly some nerves &amp;amp; sensitivity problems.&lt;br /&gt;The lady nurse told her that she needs to love herself in order to "feel" it.&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh, so she made herself cum right there!&lt;br /&gt;How interesting. She was crying.. Like that kinda crying in pain..&lt;br /&gt;And told the docs that it was absolutely amazing..&lt;br /&gt;Said, "it was like God was waking up inside of me".&lt;br /&gt;Diu... -_- What a way to describe it la.&lt;br /&gt;"Such joy, it's nothing compared to the soul.."&lt;br /&gt;Ah?.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;Okies, maybe it's cos she hasn't cum before la huh.&lt;br /&gt;That's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okies, enuffing of cuming shit. haha.&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with crapping already. Laters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-115054389993088312?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/115054389993088312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=115054389993088312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115054389993088312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115054389993088312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/06/facial-day.html' title='Facial day.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-115037884681448906</id><published>2006-06-15T23:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:16.958+11:00</updated><title type='text'>My obsession. I like.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;My obsession. I like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/dd850460714b9759.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/dd850460714b9759.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Blood..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/on_friendship_between_girls_by_suzi9mm.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/on_friendship_between_girls_by_suzi9mm.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/BLOODYLOVE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/BLOODYLOVE.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fasination. Fetish. Neurosis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I like. I lust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;___________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/K610i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/K610i.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SonyEricsson K610i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When issit blardy coming out!!!&lt;br /&gt;UGH.. I'm getting freaking impatient &amp; paranoid LAR.&lt;br /&gt;___________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psst! ... I went SHOPPING... AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;And... I got my 4th pair of boots. How shitty freaking issit.&lt;br /&gt;And I tot Mom was gonna have my head when she called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"SO the is no. what pair already??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"4th? HEEHEE. I got it at Sale though? I'm helping you punish Daddy ma."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"My gawd, you're like a princess HUH."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ERM. Of course la. Your princess ma."&lt;br /&gt;(AH hahahahahaha.) =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-115037884681448906?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/115037884681448906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=115037884681448906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115037884681448906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115037884681448906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-obsession-i-like.html' title='My obsession. I like.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-115010374718940172</id><published>2006-06-12T18:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:16.746+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The Forbidden Touch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Forbidden Touch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/smallerKiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/smallerKiss.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Her:"When we kiss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;           When we really kiss, I can feel how much you want me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;           Why can't we just be together?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"It's complicated."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Her:"It shouldn't be. Not when you love somebody."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Her:What could be worse than losing the person you love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Hmm.. Monday Blues? Nahz!&lt;br /&gt;I had my first paper today.&lt;br /&gt;Criminology &amp; Media..! Yeap.&lt;br /&gt;Paper was A-okie la.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just really lucky.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God, for His strength &amp;amp; guidance! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TGIF for lunch @ Chapel, Jam Factory.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a good &amp; fulfilling meal.&lt;br /&gt;After days &amp;amp; nights of instant noodles, canned food &amp; microwavable food.&lt;br /&gt;Eewww.. Sad huh. Pathetic huh.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, it's only for the exam period.&lt;br /&gt;If it's not for Raymes' Restaurant 99 @ Whiteman St,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be dead. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, from a good lunch, to window shopping..!&lt;br /&gt;HEHE! Ya, as if I finished my exams right. YA I KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;But from, "Keep the 10bucks for bks, instead of buying chicken!"&lt;br /&gt;Quoted from Dr Munroe, from Sunday's service.&lt;br /&gt;To.. erm. Spending almost 184bucks at CK's Sale.&lt;br /&gt;Oopsie. Hehe. Yeah i know.&lt;br /&gt;O wells, it's sale! And I could resist, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my sista just underwent her teeth implants on Sat.&lt;br /&gt;The bravest girl I ever ever know.&lt;br /&gt;She has missing teeth, you see.&lt;br /&gt;So she had to have teeth implants to get a complete set.&lt;br /&gt;A jab of Anestheisa, all the process started.&lt;br /&gt;(She could be put to unconsicous state, but it cost $800 to employ a doc to do that.)&lt;br /&gt;She refused to go for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surgeon cut her gums to the depth that reached her jaw bone.&lt;br /&gt;SCREWED the screws into her gum with A DRILL.&lt;br /&gt;Fark man. When Mom told me, I cringed in pain &amp;amp; fear.&lt;br /&gt;Omg, can you imagine the PAIN!?&lt;br /&gt;SO yes, 2 screws were drilled one by one into her gums &amp; on her bone.&lt;br /&gt;Stitched her gums up and she was done.&lt;br /&gt;Now she has to wait for a wk till the stitch could be taken off.&lt;br /&gt;Then, the teeth implants were be fixed onto the screw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing is, she was eating solid food the next moment already.&lt;br /&gt;I can't consume veg or bite apple, each time I tightened my braces.&lt;br /&gt;Look at her... Amazing. And she said it wasn't pain at all.&lt;br /&gt;It was just the vibration &amp;amp; the sound of the drill that gave her a bad headache.&lt;br /&gt;One teeth implant cost $3k lehz. 2... 6k lehz!!&lt;br /&gt;Omg!!!! imagine the amt of shopping I can do!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok!! I know i know.. I'm such a freak. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;But.. gosh, my mom was just comparing me to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tolerance of pain - 0.1/10&lt;br /&gt;My sister's - 10/10.&lt;br /&gt;I'm serious. Yeah, I take after my dad for that.&lt;br /&gt;She takes after my mum.&lt;br /&gt;That brave ger of mine. I root her man!! I do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-115010374718940172?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/115010374718940172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=115010374718940172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115010374718940172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/115010374718940172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/06/forbidden-touch.html' title='The Forbidden Touch'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114987654936317460</id><published>2006-06-10T04:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:16.606+11:00</updated><title type='text'>world cup!</title><content type='html'>World Cup officially starts today!!&lt;br /&gt;WooHoo! Finally O finally!&lt;br /&gt;My craze's gonna start again.&lt;br /&gt;I root Brazil!!! Always did &amp; always will!!&lt;br /&gt;Didn't catch the first match b/w Germany &amp;amp; Costa Rica.&lt;br /&gt;Not interested la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japan, Korea, Brazil, France &amp; England!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. I root them. =))&lt;br /&gt;Let the craze begun, baby!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So AGAIN, what exams? Huh?&lt;br /&gt;Ah hahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Shuddup Mel &amp;amp; STUDY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114987654936317460?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114987654936317460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114987654936317460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114987654936317460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114987654936317460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/06/world-cup.html' title='world cup!'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114983277099671626</id><published>2006-06-09T15:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:16.417+11:00</updated><title type='text'>awakening.</title><content type='html'>It's 3.45PM.. Yep. I just wakie.&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, the whole morn I tried pulling myself outta bed,&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't move an inch AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;My whole bod didn't even had the energy to move.&lt;br /&gt;I swear I wakie for like 4 - 5 times.&lt;br /&gt;But I headed back to bed each time.&lt;br /&gt;Wth la. But, I guess I slpt ENUFF.&lt;br /&gt;Ha. I'm such a pig!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, abt last night..&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I slpt it all away.&lt;br /&gt;I'm ok already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before I slpt, I was thinking abt all of it.&lt;br /&gt;I know this sounds pretty weird,&lt;br /&gt;but i rem a prayer I made couple days ago.&lt;br /&gt;And I realised, it came 'cause I asked for it.&lt;br /&gt;It was allowed to happen, 'cause I wanted it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I woke up realising..&lt;br /&gt;I think I know more than what I should know.&lt;br /&gt;I prayed about it so much, it's more than I should've prayed for.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just absolutely blessed that every single thing I pray for,&lt;br /&gt;it comes straight away, it happens right smack in my face, or rather my heart.&lt;br /&gt;So, Yes. I got it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why such a drastic reaction right?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I asked myself this just earlier when I wakie.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know also. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;At least not till I realised, I did ask for it.&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I need retail therapy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I need an absolutely fantastic meal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everything to pamper me today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114983277099671626?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114983277099671626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114983277099671626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114983277099671626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114983277099671626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/06/awakening.html' title='awakening.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114979050869148503</id><published>2006-06-09T04:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:16.280+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's almost 4am.&lt;br /&gt;I'm farking stoned now.&lt;br /&gt;I farking cried stoned tears (Yes Van, I know what's stoned tears now.)&lt;br /&gt;It was just too unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just too dazed, feeling nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Till, everything sunk in.&lt;br /&gt;I felt as if..&lt;br /&gt;Everything frm 1 1/2 yrs ago, to e last 5 mths of pain, hell &amp; shit...&lt;br /&gt;All raked up. All dug up.&lt;br /&gt;Dug up from the deepest grave of my memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just smth so unexpected,&lt;br /&gt;could play a part in wrecking the sudden peace in my life.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes, I read your message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanks for your concern &amp; all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Right now, I really don't know what to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or what am I suppose to say or comment or whatsoever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think I'm just really stoned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   ________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eunice, thanks for picking up my call.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listening.&lt;br /&gt;And most of all your prayers.. =)&lt;br /&gt;I know His strength.. It's beyond anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114979050869148503?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114979050869148503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114979050869148503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114979050869148503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114979050869148503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-almost-4am.html' title=''/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114975442496628002</id><published>2006-06-08T18:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:15.981+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Des'ree - Kissing You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VbYQHlYbyh0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my fav. songs of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Romeo &amp; Juliet&lt;/span&gt;'s Theme Song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kissing You&lt;/span&gt; by Des'ree.&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114975442496628002?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114975442496628002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114975442496628002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114975442496628002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114975442496628002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/06/desree-kissing-you.html' title='Des&apos;ree - Kissing You.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114969541803059799</id><published>2006-06-08T01:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:15.855+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Currently having my usual chitty-chatting session with Mommy!&lt;br /&gt;And i get extremely excited when we reach the Shopping part!&lt;br /&gt;I'm all at smiles already la!! =))&lt;br /&gt;Her friend's at Paris. Am crossing my fingers!!&lt;br /&gt;Hoping she'd find the Prada bag I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy's passing me her Chloe bag!&lt;br /&gt;She thinks it's blardy heavy.&lt;br /&gt;Omg.. I'm so thrilled.&lt;br /&gt;Okies okies, i'm a shopaholic freak i know.&lt;br /&gt;Hello, genes from my mother, but of cos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a "scarier" note, (HAHA, ok lame i know.)&lt;br /&gt;I caught The Omen today..&lt;br /&gt;I'll give it... 3 popcorns out of 5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams? What exams man!? Huh?&lt;br /&gt;I'm doomed la seriously. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;Still can shop &amp; watch movie. Kill me. Seriously!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme sidetrack abit.. (*evil laughters*) Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My new shopping list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;A Pair of new shades.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Khaki skinny jeans or pants.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;SonyEricsson K610i in Evening Red.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Pair of boots. (I know! but 3 isn't enough. I'm mad la.)&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Watch. (It's a NEED.)&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Converse sneakers! (Loads of them!!)&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Lacoste/Ralph Polo Tees.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Skirts!&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; Aiya, it's never ending.&lt;br /&gt;I'll come up with smth even if there's nothing. Wth la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things NEED to be done!&lt;/span&gt; (after exams)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;    &lt;/ul&gt;   &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;cut off my tresses - at its longest, thinking of cutting it to its shortest.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;get my 5 yr old braces off my jailed teeth - Yes, his longest surviving patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;FULL mani &amp; pedi.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Suntanning!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shopping!! (Duh.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lazing at home with my family.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Driving, driving &amp;amp; more driving!&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Catching up with my peeps!&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Start reading e 13!! books I bought - they're dead to e world on my shelf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Missing Mommy &amp;amp; Daddy terribly..&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/7671414-114969541803059799?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114969541803059799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114969541803059799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114969541803059799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114969541803059799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/06/currently-having-my-usual-chitty.html' title=''/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114951340863605658</id><published>2006-06-05T23:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:15.692+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Jay Chou's Shan Hui Hai</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B7fcGJvbLKs"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B7fcGJvbLKs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/Document1%20-%20Microsoft%20Word%203%2027%202006%205%2037%2007%20PM11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/Document1%20-%20Microsoft%20Word%203%2027%202006%205%2037%2007%20PM11.jpg" alt="" 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/7671414-114951340863605658?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114951340863605658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114951340863605658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114951340863605658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114951340863605658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/06/jay-chous-shan-hui-hai.html' title='Jay Chou&apos;s Shan Hui Hai'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114948409385021661</id><published>2006-06-05T14:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:15.547+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Death of the un-retreivable</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Death of the un-retreivable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/spehia1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/spehia1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;R.I.P&lt;br /&gt;In Loving Memory of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the still memories of the un-retreivable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2004 - 2006&lt;br /&gt;_________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended the night with the flow of memories,&lt;br /&gt;passing through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I admit that I've been falling in &amp; out of missing her, lately.&lt;br /&gt;The night killed my sleep literally, till almost 7am this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Felt as if I didn't sleep a wink at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up to the death of it all.&lt;br /&gt;Realised I've been living too much a life of delusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jailing&lt;/span&gt; my heart with the past, hopes, wishes &amp; prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Staining&lt;/span&gt; my days with the imperfection of my past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sinning&lt;/span&gt; my thoughts with creation of memories that are not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It&lt;/span&gt;' has become something of the '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nothingness&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I know it has.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just delusional, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 3 days since I've officially fallen sick.&lt;br /&gt;And this morning, I woke with a cough added to my flu &amp; sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;And it always always happens right before exams.&lt;br /&gt;I'm think i'm officially jinxed. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;O wells, I'll live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pussycat Dolls - Tainted Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cassie ft. Ray J - You &amp; Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tamia - Officially Missing You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114948409385021661?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114948409385021661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114948409385021661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114948409385021661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114948409385021661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/06/death-of-un-retreivable.html' title='Death of the un-retreivable'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114939656125141872</id><published>2006-06-04T14:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:15.395+11:00</updated><title type='text'>officially missing you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I could escape it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But, I've fronted long enough to know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There ain't no way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can't nobody do it like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;I'mofficiallymissingyou.&lt;/s&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/7671414-114939656125141872?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114939656125141872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114939656125141872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114939656125141872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114939656125141872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/06/officially-missing-you.html' title='officially missing you.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114933698436621255</id><published>2006-06-03T22:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:15.010+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday Trish!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy birthday! =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/collage7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/collage7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My dearest Trish aka Queen B baby!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy 21st birthday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing special, hope you like this collage,&lt;br /&gt;of all the memories we all created together.&lt;br /&gt;From Year 2004 - the present, 2006!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been a absolutely fantastic friend!&lt;br /&gt;Keep that smile on babe! Loveya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loads of love, Mellie. =))&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing my new baby....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/03062006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/03062006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy's just sent me a pixie of my new baby!!&lt;br /&gt;It arrived today. =))&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's home safe &amp;amp; sound!&lt;br /&gt;Ah hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;See the number plate? 20?&lt;br /&gt;Dad bought my birthday date.&lt;br /&gt;Though it's missing an 8 for August.&lt;br /&gt;But, he said it's much cool-er that it's just 2 numbers.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. WAHAHAHA....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O smile wit me, baby!!&lt;br /&gt;What should I name her... Hmm!!&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/7671414-114933698436621255?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114933698436621255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114933698436621255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114933698436621255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114933698436621255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-birthday-trish.html' title='Happy birthday Trish!!'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114918000151861854</id><published>2006-06-02T02:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:14.693+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The greatest distance on earth is not between life &amp; death,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;but yet when I stand in front of you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;and you still don't know that I love you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114918000151861854?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114918000151861854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114918000151861854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114918000151861854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114918000151861854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/06/greatest-distance-on-earth-is-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114900151920258438</id><published>2006-05-31T00:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:14.140+11:00</updated><title type='text'>X-Men 3!!</title><content type='html'>X-men 3! I finally caught it.&lt;br /&gt;I was thrilled and all excited for it.&lt;br /&gt;But it ended up quite a disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe the most powerful one of all, Jean Grey died!!&lt;br /&gt;Goodness, with just one stab.&lt;br /&gt;Erm. talking abt the most powerful. Gracious.&lt;br /&gt;And.. Professor X died too.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.. How could they!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expected more from them.&lt;br /&gt;X-men 2 was so much better.&lt;br /&gt;O btw, did you guess stay til the end of the credits?&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't, lemme tell ya!!&lt;br /&gt;There was like a 10 sec scene..&lt;br /&gt;And apparently, Professor X is alive!&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo! At least one of my fav characters didn't die after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I can see.. that in X-men 4,&lt;br /&gt;Professor X and Magneto will be boggerheads all over again.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we suspected that the "cure" for mutants isn't permanent.&lt;br /&gt;Like Duh!! if not that's like the end of X-men la.&lt;br /&gt;Ah hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okies, enuff of my crap..&lt;br /&gt;Next stop!&lt;br /&gt;- Fast and The Furious: Tokyo Drift.&lt;br /&gt;- The Omen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114900151920258438?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114900151920258438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114900151920258438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114900151920258438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114900151920258438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/05/x-men-3.html' title='X-Men 3!!'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114891482493683852</id><published>2006-05-30T00:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:13.954+11:00</updated><title type='text'>tears at the river.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cry me a river.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/bd3806-001.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/bd3806-001.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking along the river,&lt;br /&gt;the cold was beating me down.&lt;br /&gt;Wang Lee Hom's Ai Cuo was still on repeat mode.&lt;br /&gt;Unexpectedly, it came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With just the sight of the numbers,&lt;br /&gt;they were enough to break me apart.&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I shuddered.&lt;br /&gt;That familiar heat filled me.&lt;br /&gt;Blurred vision...&lt;br /&gt;Then, it all came flowing.&lt;br /&gt;The hot tears burnt my cheeks in the cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the river side, I sat down.&lt;br /&gt;Staring into the darkness ahead of me,&lt;br /&gt;I did nothing but cried for 15.&lt;br /&gt;I prayed for His strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picked myself up,&lt;br /&gt;I forced it all away, as I walked.&lt;br /&gt;It didn't stop.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I gave up trying and let it fall.&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jail&lt;/span&gt;  the past in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sin&lt;/span&gt; my thoughts by creating memories that are not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stain&lt;/span&gt; my days with the imperfections of my past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm living &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;an absolute delusion&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114891482493683852?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114891482493683852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114891482493683852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114891482493683852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114891482493683852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/05/tears-at-river.html' title='tears at the river.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114888967647427193</id><published>2006-05-29T17:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:13.782+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I like girls. In general.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I like girls. Jus girls, in general.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/56515451.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/56515451.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap. It's girls &amp; jus girls in general.&lt;br /&gt;Nothin' else than that. =))&lt;br /&gt;ah hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;We, girls, are jus hot hot lil' things.&lt;br /&gt;Curves, smoothies, sensual lil' creatures.&lt;br /&gt;I Like!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/bestlife_sarah02.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/bestlife_sarah02.0.jpg" alt="" 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;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carmen de la Pica Morales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/thelword2promos_09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/thelword2promos_09.jpg" alt="" 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;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/normal_Jessica-Alba.com-Arena-August2005.hq04.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/normal_Jessica-Alba.com-Arena-August2005.hq04.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jessica Alba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114888967647427193?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114888967647427193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114888967647427193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114888967647427193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114888967647427193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-like-girls-in-general.html' title='I like girls. In general.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114879058391971978</id><published>2006-05-28T14:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:13.356+11:00</updated><title type='text'>i slipped.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/200028344-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/200028344-001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; I slipped &amp; fell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up feeling stoned e 1st time in the longest time.&lt;br /&gt;Realised the dream I lived in e night before.&lt;br /&gt;Refusing to get outta bed.&lt;br /&gt;iPod plugged in, Wang Lee Hom's Ai Cuo, playing on repeat mode.&lt;br /&gt;For the last 1/2 hr, I was searching remains of that dream.&lt;br /&gt;As if it was the last memories I had of - .&lt;br /&gt;I watched myself, fantically searching my mind,&lt;br /&gt;of what's left in that dream.. And then, I fell.&lt;br /&gt;Pillow was stained. Again.&lt;br /&gt;And it has stained the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear, that the dream might jus come true.&lt;br /&gt;I fear it might. And seriously, it might jus happen.&lt;br /&gt;I fear my dreams. Alot.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause they DO  happen in reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held on to Minkie's hands so tightly.&lt;br /&gt;as I allowed myself to fall again.&lt;br /&gt;I kept telling myself how much I don't wanna cry anymore.&lt;br /&gt;And I kept reminding myself how happy I've been lately.&lt;br /&gt;And that the strength I've been living with.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna cry... I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In dazed &amp;amp; in tears, I did a nose rub with Minkie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss nose-rubbing.&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/7671414-114879058391971978?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114879058391971978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114879058391971978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114879058391971978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114879058391971978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-slipped.html' title='i slipped.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114848390024860100</id><published>2006-05-25T01:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:13.217+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Wang Lee Hom.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My can't-get-sick-of-it current obsession. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/1428669_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/1428669_small.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/leehom2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/leehom2.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need not say a thing right.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause he's darn-the-cute.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause he plays the piano, guitar, violin, er hu &amp; many more.&lt;br /&gt;which doesn't make it any better la, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause he has one of the best voice,&lt;br /&gt;Plus song-writing talents..&lt;br /&gt;Plus he grew up in the States.&lt;br /&gt;Plus, he has an english name I like. =)&lt;br /&gt;Okies, I know I'm so-full-of-him.&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh!! I better stop.&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okies, enuff of that.&lt;br /&gt;I've smth to confess....&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting FAT. Like F.A.T!!&lt;br /&gt;When was that word ever in my dictionary?!&lt;br /&gt;But, unfortunately, it has to be added to my dictionary of words.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm really putting on weight,&lt;br /&gt;at the wrong-est places!!&lt;br /&gt;I've a tummy know.. I do now!!&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. I need a tummy tuck. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;And it's not like I actually look like I put on weight lor.&lt;br /&gt;Darn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean it's good that i'm gaining weight.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everyone complains I'm too skinny or I'm 2-Dimensional.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;Each time I weigh myself at Eunice's.&lt;br /&gt;I'd jump up &amp;amp; down in joy, announcing to the world..&lt;br /&gt;"Omg!! I put on another 1 kg!" OR&lt;br /&gt;"OMG!! I'm like 44kg now!??!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to do crunches &amp;amp; work out le.&lt;br /&gt;Plus e fact that now, there's the car, no walking..&lt;br /&gt;it's either I'm driving or I'm being driven.&lt;br /&gt;SO! no walking to train stations or tram stops!&lt;br /&gt;OMG. I'm such a lazy ass now.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114848390024860100?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114848390024860100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114848390024860100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114848390024860100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114848390024860100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/05/wang-lee-hom.html' title='Wang Lee Hom.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114827032407933546</id><published>2006-05-22T13:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:13.089+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Wang Lee Hom - Forever Love.</title><content type='html'>The one &amp; only guy that I'm totally mad about.&lt;br /&gt;Mulit-talented, fantastic voice &amp;amp; great looks!!&lt;br /&gt;My version of perfection in my life of imperfections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song, this video...&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics that means more than just words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="290" width="335"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T_sQaiSRYD4"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T_sQaiSRYD4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="290" width="335"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wang Lee Hom&lt;/span&gt;'s &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Forever Love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114827032407933546?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114827032407933546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114827032407933546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114827032407933546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114827032407933546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/05/wang-lee-hom-forever-love.html' title='Wang Lee Hom - Forever Love.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114805887150215135</id><published>2006-05-20T02:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:12.960+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Unwanted Obsessions.</title><content type='html'>I know I'm supposed to be sleeping now..&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's almost 3am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still high on sugar after pancakes..&lt;br /&gt;And hooked on Youtube.com officially.&lt;br /&gt;Been watching MVs for the past hr or so.&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O wells, since I'm free..&lt;br /&gt;Another obsession added on my list.&lt;br /&gt;Uncovered &amp; forbidden.&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know I have a fascination for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vampires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/la9159-002.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/la9159-002.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. I actually have quite a big liking for them.&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely DARK, gothic, mysterious...&lt;br /&gt;Life-sucking, blood-rising...&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely erotic. Ah haha..&lt;br /&gt;No. I don't have a sexual fetish for them.&lt;br /&gt;They just have this charm &amp; appeal to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/QUEEN%20of%20the%20DAMNED%2001.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/QUEEN%20of%20the%20DAMNED%2001.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Draws me to them mysteriously.&lt;br /&gt;That particular attraction,&lt;br /&gt;increases &amp;amp; arouses my curiousity.&lt;br /&gt;And I never wanna stop wanting to know more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They've that particular unknown force,&lt;br /&gt;that draws humans to them.&lt;br /&gt;And yep, that absolutely applies to me.&lt;br /&gt;Blows me away...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114805887150215135?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114805887150215135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114805887150215135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114805887150215135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114805887150215135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/05/unwanted-obsessions.html' title='Unwanted Obsessions.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114767284381564978</id><published>2006-05-15T15:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:12.815+11:00</updated><title type='text'>when it all falls apart.</title><content type='html'>Home it is, I decided this morning.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm outta my house too much already.&lt;br /&gt;Late nights almost 5am sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Stay-overs like almost every week.&lt;br /&gt;I'm hardly even home at all.&lt;br /&gt;Parents were wondering where do I actually stay.&lt;br /&gt;Ha. And it seems I'm paying rent for nothing. Ha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new pair of boots added to my shoe rack.&lt;br /&gt;Now I have 3 pairs. Gawd. But I'm loving it.&lt;br /&gt;And a whole load of jumpers added to my jumper collection.&lt;br /&gt;Retail therapy going bonkers already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny &amp; weird fact I found out.&lt;br /&gt;If you watch all of Tom Cruise's movies,&lt;br /&gt;you'll realise that when he cries right?&lt;br /&gt;He only cries with his left eye, and only his left eye.&lt;br /&gt;He might be tearing alot.. but only from that eye know?&lt;br /&gt;His right eye right.. fills with no emotions.&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that a while ago in his previous films.&lt;br /&gt;and Esp after catching Mi-3, it's even more obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha. I wondered is that one of his ways of being different in acting...?&lt;br /&gt;Or erm.. I dunno!? It's jus weird.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, his tear gland for his right eye.. does not exist?&lt;br /&gt;Ha. Okies. I'm crapping I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June &amp;amp; July are gonna be packed packed packed!&lt;br /&gt;Travelling up &amp; down, right &amp;amp; left. Ha..&lt;br /&gt;But okies la. It's good! I'm loving my life like this.&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely no strings attached.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Everything is fed up straight from the heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tell me what do you do, when it all falls apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gotta pick myself up, where do I start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cuz I can't turn to you when it all falls apart..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114767284381564978?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114767284381564978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114767284381564978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114767284381564978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114767284381564978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/05/when-it-all-falls-apart.html' title='when it all falls apart.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114762503450071994</id><published>2006-05-15T02:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:12.684+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The living stain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/be9906-001.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/be9906-001.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I realised,&lt;br /&gt;how hard it is to make others believe in you.&lt;br /&gt;To have that lil' faith in you.&lt;br /&gt;Even the closest ones, have doubts in you.&lt;br /&gt;And it breaks my heart,&lt;br /&gt;that some thinks of me that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That no matter how hard or how far I've gotten,&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't make difference.&lt;br /&gt;To them, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because of that, it means so much more to know,&lt;br /&gt;that among all, at least..&lt;br /&gt;Just at least one knows that u've gotten this far,&lt;br /&gt;believes in every single step you've made.&lt;br /&gt;And no matter how far u've gotten,&lt;br /&gt;you'll still fall, and it's ok to fall.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you'll climb up.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you'll get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I probably have that only 1 or 2 who believe in me.&lt;br /&gt;But at least they do, and i know they wouldn't give up on me.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'll not keep trying.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'll not give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I did say all I said last night, stayed in last night.&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm sorry tonight's another last night.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry tonight's gonna be another night of tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna sleep it off.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna wet my pillow with these tears.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, just maybe...&lt;br /&gt;Tml wouldn't be another last night or tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114762503450071994?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114762503450071994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114762503450071994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114762503450071994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114762503450071994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/05/living-stain.html' title=''/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114752851568093998</id><published>2006-05-13T23:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:12.564+11:00</updated><title type='text'>another fall.</title><content type='html'>I'm not okay.&lt;br /&gt;I'm blurred out the entire night.&lt;br /&gt;Totally stoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's just tonight.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'll only allow it for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll allow tears to fall..&lt;br /&gt;Endlessly, silently, painfully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It fucking hurts all over again.&lt;br /&gt;For the longest time, I'm feeling absolutely..&lt;br /&gt;Strengthless. Rock bottom.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can't just be another one of those falls..&lt;br /&gt;It feels different.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause this time, I'm with no strength, no answer, no end to tears..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish Mommy's here.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I wish I could cry it all in her arms.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I wish I could have her by my side while I sleep tonight.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I so very need her strength right now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114752851568093998?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114752851568093998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114752851568093998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114752851568093998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114752851568093998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/05/another-fall.html' title='another fall.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114750692825062402</id><published>2006-05-13T17:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:12.414+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Issit true anymore?</title><content type='html'>I found out smth, yet again.&lt;br /&gt;It got me really stoned for the past 15mins.&lt;br /&gt;And I dunno what to do,&lt;br /&gt;Or what it meant at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In regards to my previous entry,&lt;br /&gt;whatever I found out made me question..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Does it still lasts...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just 15mins ago,&lt;br /&gt;I was a firm believer that it would.&lt;br /&gt;But now, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My vision just totally blurred out..&lt;br /&gt;I could once again feel that familiar heat arising within me.&lt;br /&gt;I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't you tell me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114750692825062402?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114750692825062402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114750692825062402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114750692825062402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114750692825062402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/05/issit-true-anymore.html' title='Issit true anymore?'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114726337461318293</id><published>2006-05-10T22:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:12.109+11:00</updated><title type='text'>True Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The L word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/imsis520-0021.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/imsis520-0021.3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  I haven't yet admit that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; is one of my life's obsession.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it has always been, still is &amp; will always be.&lt;br /&gt;To some, it may be sad that Love's the 1st priority in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it could bring you all the way up to "Heaven",&lt;br /&gt;But yet it could also bring you down to rock bottom "Hell".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's utterly unpredictable, mind-wrecking &amp;amp; heart-wrenching.&lt;br /&gt;But yet it's hard not to submerge your whole life into it.&lt;br /&gt;Be it is for God, for friends, family, past love or someone,&lt;br /&gt;Love takes up each and every one of our lives, indefinitely, without a doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got this quote,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Love is not love, which alters when it alteration finds."&lt;br /&gt;                                     -Shakespeare's Sonnet 116.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When life gets hard, when things changed,&lt;br /&gt;True Love remains the same, in every way.&lt;br /&gt;Even if all fails, it'll still live a life within your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe you only truly, deeply, unconditionally fall in love,&lt;br /&gt;only once in your life.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to believe, but once you fall for it,&lt;br /&gt;It stays in your heart &amp; it lives on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only Love, when the hard gets harder,&lt;br /&gt;and when the pain gets unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only Love, when all's broken,&lt;br /&gt;But itself lives and all it takes to live is the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It lives on, even when 2 aren't together.&lt;br /&gt;the fact that it survives through heartbreaks &amp;amp; broken ends,&lt;br /&gt;it proves that it's True Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114726337461318293?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114726337461318293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114726337461318293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114726337461318293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114726337461318293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/05/true-love.html' title='True Love.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114684756164388108</id><published>2006-05-06T02:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:11.800+11:00</updated><title type='text'>You were the only one who kept me sane in a crazy way.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were the only one who kept me sane,&lt;br /&gt;in the craziest way.&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114684756164388108?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114684756164388108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114684756164388108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114684756164388108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114684756164388108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/05/you-were-only-one-who-kept-me-sane-in.html' title='You were the only one who kept me sane in a crazy way.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114675251710957573</id><published>2006-05-05T00:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:11.657+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Complains.</title><content type='html'>Ahh.. I so need to whine..&lt;br /&gt;I hate ironing!!&lt;br /&gt;I've nv ironed for the past 1 1/2 years when I'm here.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why this semester I've to iron my clothes??&lt;br /&gt;And it's only 4 tops, and i'm complaining big time.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how my maid iron the whole family's worth of clothes?!&lt;br /&gt;Omg.. *faints!*&lt;br /&gt;I miss my mummy!!&lt;br /&gt;'Cause she helps to iron them when she's here.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. And my maid.. =(&lt;br /&gt;I miss my royalty treatment back home!!&lt;br /&gt;I've one more clothing to go.. Ugh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly! Guess what, my obsession for e-bay shopping...&lt;br /&gt;Have increased from 5 bags to 8!!!&lt;br /&gt;Omg! I'm so obsessed. But YESH, i'm gonna stop there.&lt;br /&gt;8... that's more than the no. of days per week!! (Shit..)&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a shopaholic... like my mommy.&lt;br /&gt;O like mother like daughter. Tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;O wells, but bidding doesn't mean I'll get all of them right?&lt;br /&gt;haha.. BUT i SO SO want ALL...!!&lt;br /&gt;I better STOP.. I'm going insane!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahahaha. Okies, back to ironing... =|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114675251710957573?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114675251710957573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114675251710957573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114675251710957573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114675251710957573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/05/complains.html' title='Complains.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114658687891905927</id><published>2006-05-03T01:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:11.510+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Fake Tattoos.</title><content type='html'>My school's having this "Sex it Up" campaign..&lt;br /&gt;YESH, "Sex Fetish Week" or smth lidat, they called it.&lt;br /&gt;So there were beds around, accompanied with sex toys?!&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate foundation, blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;Basically anything to do wit the "S" word.&lt;br /&gt;Worse still, they even invited a stripper over for a talk.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, her life and all. Goodness!&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they suppose to educate us about Sex the opposite way,&lt;br /&gt;instead of encouraging it? Ah.. Stupid &amp; Dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO, I DID NOT go for any of it.&lt;br /&gt;Tho. I came back with tattoos on me... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/Image%28039%29.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/Image%28039%29.10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/Image%28041%29.8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/Image%28041%29.8.jpg" alt="" 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;Okies, they're fakos..&lt;br /&gt;I was bored &amp; it was free.. why not right.&lt;br /&gt;Ha.. One on my back &amp;amp; another on my hip..&lt;br /&gt;This's nothing, wait till you see my real one..&lt;br /&gt;Ah HAHAHAHA. Okie, Crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The number's 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For this year, it shall be 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've got 1, and 2 are on their way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Decided. And it shall be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114658687891905927?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114658687891905927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114658687891905927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114658687891905927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114658687891905927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/05/fake-tattoos.html' title='Fake Tattoos.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114640972657163281</id><published>2006-05-01T00:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:11.232+11:00</updated><title type='text'>My 21st!!</title><content type='html'>O my gawd!! o my gawd!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm absolutely HIGH HIGH HIGH!!&lt;br /&gt;=))) Wahaha! I just got my 21st present from Daddy!&lt;br /&gt;Okies, yes I know it's still damn early la huh.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, I got it still.&lt;br /&gt;And it's awaiting for my arrival back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting my brand new baby!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.. yeah it's a BMW X3..&lt;br /&gt;And mine's in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sexy Metallic Black&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*Smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/bmw-x3-30i-016.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/bmw-x3-30i-016.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt;, you know why i'm absolutely high!&lt;br /&gt;O I lurve my parents!&lt;br /&gt;O I lurve my mummy for bugging my dad day &amp; night for this.&lt;br /&gt;And I can't wait to ride on it baby!&lt;br /&gt;Smile for me, peeps! =))&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shirlaine, if you reading this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My prayers &amp; strength goes out to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hope u're holding on strong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please tkcare ok dear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're not alone. Stay strong ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/bmw-x3-30i-016.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114640972657163281?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114640972657163281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114640972657163281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114640972657163281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114640972657163281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-21st.html' title='My 21st!!'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114595087839065742</id><published>2006-04-25T16:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:11.058+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Independence day baby!</title><content type='html'>Happy Mellie's Independence Day!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I proclaimed it yesterday, but I shall extend it to today too.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. It's Aussie's Anzac Day too tho.&lt;br /&gt;So i'm celebrating with them!! =)&lt;br /&gt;After almost 2 days of sleep loss, and assignment cramming,&lt;br /&gt;I finally finished it all yday!&lt;br /&gt;2 major research essay due yday,&lt;br /&gt;and i finished it. All done baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling fantastic, cos i slpt 12 hrs straight.&lt;br /&gt;Wahhahaha.. all smiles. =))&lt;br /&gt;________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about Obsessions again!&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd on my list.. And.. they are..&lt;br /&gt;CARS.. baby.. Cars, cars &amp; cars..!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Brace yourself, cos you'll drool over the pixies..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the car season I tell you.. SERIOUSLY!&lt;br /&gt;Lask wkend wit Daddy &amp;amp; Mommy went here.&lt;br /&gt;We went window-shopping @ BMW showroom.&lt;br /&gt;I immediately laid my eyes on BMW X5 &amp; of cos...&lt;br /&gt;my all-time fav 3 series.&lt;br /&gt;Woo hoo.. sexy baby.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;And from then on, Daddy went into the craze too.&lt;br /&gt;Back home, he went window-shopping @ BMW, Mercedes  &amp;amp; Audi.&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't like the new model of 3 series, he preferred 5.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, it's too huge for me. UGH.&lt;br /&gt;He kinda settled on Audi A3 for me.&lt;br /&gt;BUT i don't want. I don't want Audi A3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy &amp; sista are now fighting for the BMW for me.&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahaha! And i think it's going good!&lt;br /&gt;Altho. i got to wait for another yr. but it all can wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY dream cars:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Lexus SC 2006-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/C43-250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/C43-250.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/C43-229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/C43-229.jpg" alt="" 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;It's everything I want in a car.&lt;br /&gt;And it'll always remain as the ultimate dream car, baby!!&lt;br /&gt;And IF IF IF I ever have the chance to EVER get it,&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah, more like it'll NV happen, but it's ok to dream. Ha.)&lt;br /&gt;I'll get it in either the sexy Black 0r my Dark Purple!&lt;br /&gt;*smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-BMW M6 - 6 series-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/BMW%20M6.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/BMW%20M6.1.jpg" alt="" 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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/bmwm605_19.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/bmwm605_19.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting my latest dream car.&lt;br /&gt;BMW 6 series M6.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda like the sports version of 5 series?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. absolutely stunning..&lt;br /&gt;And I also would like to have it in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Pure Black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The closest I can ever have it, is..&lt;br /&gt;If my aunt allows me to ride on hers,&lt;br /&gt;to fulfil that 5 mins of dream? Hee..&lt;br /&gt;I will ask, I will ask!!! *drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okies, those 2 were my DREAM cars.&lt;br /&gt;which will only remain alive in my dreams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, the cars on my "want" list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- BMW 3 Series -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/2006_325i_main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/2006_325i_main.jpg" alt="" 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;My all-time fav, BMW 3 series.&lt;br /&gt;And it's a must-have..!&lt;br /&gt;Hope Daddy gets this for me, in Black too.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk, he hates it tho. Darn.&lt;br /&gt;*prays*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- BMW x5 -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/x5_gall_03_400x400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/x5_gall_03_400x400.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This's X5, HUGE &amp; GIGANTIC.&lt;br /&gt;haha.. yeah, it's a lil' huge for me.&lt;br /&gt;But i fell in love wit it,&lt;br /&gt;when i saw it in Black @ the showroom!&lt;br /&gt;Dad thought X3 was more for me.&lt;br /&gt;But.. o wells, either one will do la huh!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LURVE jeeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Porshe Cayenne -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/cav_highlights_thumb_4_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/cav_highlights_thumb_4_big.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/cas_highlights_einleitung_b.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/cas_highlights_einleitung_b.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Porsche's Cayenne is absolutely a jam.. No doubt about that.&lt;br /&gt;The PURR-FECT jeep or rather 4-wheel drive car.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh.... !! beautiful!!&lt;br /&gt;Why can't Daddy get this..?!?!&lt;br /&gt;I tried it, it was Heaven in it. *faints!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lexus RX 300 -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/RX-329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/RX-329.jpg" alt="" 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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/RX-459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/320/RX-459.jpg" alt="" 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;This's Lexus RX300, you prob seen it everywhere back home.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah but I like it too, quite alot.&lt;br /&gt;Comfort, sleek, it's the size for a lady.&lt;br /&gt;But again, daddy wouldn't get it&lt;br /&gt;'Cause he proclaim the model's too old. *Ugh*&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, mommy's demanding for either BMW 3 series or X3,&lt;br /&gt;OR the Lexus for me.&lt;br /&gt;It's either these 3 and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;NO Audi A3 or A4 or any mercedes.&lt;br /&gt;Totally outta the qns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O I LURVE mommy..&lt;br /&gt;I hope I get any of them, as long as they're all in Pure black!&lt;br /&gt;*smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, cars are definitely my obsession.&lt;br /&gt;I got it from my dad, definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The End!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114595087839065742?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114595087839065742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114595087839065742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114595087839065742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114595087839065742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/04/independence-day-baby.html' title='Independence day baby!'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114559325723643828</id><published>2006-04-21T14:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:10.902+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Quotes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Because you know,&lt;br /&gt;there are just some people in your life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that you can't bear not being close to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you need to know that&lt;br /&gt;you'll definitely see them again&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and always maintain that&lt;br /&gt;camaradarie and closeness."&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/7671414-114559325723643828?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114559325723643828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114559325723643828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114559325723643828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114559325723643828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/04/random-quotes.html' title='Random Quotes.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114553625925480355</id><published>2006-04-20T22:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:10.782+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got home not long ago.&lt;br /&gt;Had a walk home today.&lt;br /&gt;iPod plugged in. Songs of God playing.&lt;br /&gt;And it started to rain.&lt;br /&gt;The usual me would run away from the rain.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I hate getting wet &amp; cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weirdly enough, I didn't run, I strolled.&lt;br /&gt;Watching people darting across roads and pavements,&lt;br /&gt;into the nearest shelters, or taking out their bellas for shelter.&lt;br /&gt;I was the only crazy one, who was walking along with the rain,&lt;br /&gt;jamming to the songs of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly, I felt Love from the raindrops.&lt;br /&gt;Love from Him, up above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried and smiled with the rain,&lt;br /&gt;while jamming to His songs of Love.&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't feel the cold one bit,&lt;br /&gt;in fact it felt really warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right at that moment, under His Love,&lt;br /&gt;I felt that life's beautiful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird that i'm talking about this, I know.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I usually not a God-person.&lt;br /&gt;But lately, I grew alot with Him &amp;amp; my frens.&lt;br /&gt;Experiencing weird encounters along the way.&lt;br /&gt;And life has never been the same since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna share this happy moment I have with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it made me feel special. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114553625925480355?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114553625925480355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114553625925480355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114553625925480355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114553625925480355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/04/got-home-not-long-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114534707715264855</id><published>2006-04-18T17:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:10.609+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsession - Shopping.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I made a promise to myself just 2 nights ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I hope I can keep to it.&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've decided on a new theme for my blog entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Obsessions&lt;/span&gt;, it is gonna be.&lt;br /&gt;I've a list of obsessions under my belt.&lt;br /&gt;For the next few entries, I'll talk abt one on each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shopping!!&lt;/span&gt; (Like duh, how can it not be one of my obsessions?!)&lt;br /&gt;My latest buys..&lt;br /&gt;Pixies not taken very well tho. (Excuse that, okies.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My latest buys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/Image%28032%29.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/200/Image%28032%29.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My royal blue "bubbly" Jacket. I'm absolutely in lurve wit it.. It's been on my list since last semester. So yep! Got it, in the most royal colour! I like! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/Image%28030%29.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/200/Image%28030%29.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black shirt. I always wanted one in khaki green.&lt;br /&gt;Military kind. But this will do the job.&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/Image%28031%29.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/200/Image%28031%29.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My black blazer!! One of my fav of all.&lt;br /&gt;The brown woolly one, Mommy bought it for me here.&lt;br /&gt;And the black vest, only cost like 15bucks!?&lt;br /&gt;I so had to get it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/1600/Image%28034%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/352/237/200/Image%28034%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my new skinny jeans in dark blue.&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to my long-lost white Lacoste polo tee, baby!&lt;br /&gt;And a brazilian green &amp; yellow roxy tee!&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, a light green denim skirt. Sinful. Absolutely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's all the buys in less than 3 days maybe?&lt;br /&gt;O that's not all, mum just got me a black pinafore aka jumper.&lt;br /&gt;It's like a total schoolgirl kinda dress, but haha..&lt;br /&gt;I like playing and mixing up the stuff I buy..&lt;br /&gt;Tho. I'll look absolutely WEIRD if I wear them back in Sg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping, the 1st on my Obsession List.&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, I totally adore spending. TOO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;But o wells, moolah's meant for spending. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have my light green Lacoste polo on my list...&lt;br /&gt;I have given up on it in Sg. They nv bring it in.&lt;br /&gt;Aussie doesn't have it too. Only in men's! Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, enuff whining &amp;amp; all.&lt;br /&gt;Enuff shopping too, for the next mth or so.&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah right.) Do you think i can keep to it?&lt;br /&gt;Haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114534707715264855?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114534707715264855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114534707715264855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114534707715264855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114534707715264855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/04/obsession-shopping.html' title='Obsession - Shopping.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114519592100126575</id><published>2006-04-16T23:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:10.474+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/20/1894/640/Image%28051%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/20/1894/200/Image%28051%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The anonymous I love.&lt;br /&gt;The anonymous I wait...&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/7671414-114519592100126575?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114519592100126575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114519592100126575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114519592100126575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114519592100126575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/04/anonymous-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114511380934104334</id><published>2006-04-16T01:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:10.317+11:00</updated><title type='text'>i draw circles.</title><content type='html'>Call me weak, call me blardy pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;I am all of that. And i hate seeing myself in this state.&lt;br /&gt;I fell, yet again.&lt;br /&gt;All strength given, ended too.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know it's ok to keep falling.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'll eventually stand up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost ALMOST gave in.&lt;br /&gt;I was trying so hard, thinking of whether I should...&lt;br /&gt;Call? Message? Write or mail?&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't know if that was the right thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I should.&lt;br /&gt;But i know i was at that state,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause i'm still learning to stand up after falling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, fcuked up pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;Fcuked up weak, hopeless.. useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How pathetic can i get?&lt;br /&gt;I still draw circles on my palm, (if you rem what it means)&lt;br /&gt;dazing into the nothing..&lt;br /&gt;Thinking abt everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me i'm so screwed &amp;amp; fcuked up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114511380934104334?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114511380934104334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114511380934104334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114511380934104334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114511380934104334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-draw-circles.html' title='i draw circles.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114494044324772704</id><published>2006-04-14T00:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:10.153+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Easter Day, peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retail therapy was absolutely fantastic-ly HIGH!&lt;br /&gt;I got everything I want!&lt;br /&gt;Well, erm. most of them are "wants" tho. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;I totally absolutely blown my month's budget already.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so so dead. Gawd.&lt;br /&gt;But I like my black blazer, my royal blue jacket.. THE most!!&lt;br /&gt;*smiles* Retail therapy ALWAYS works for me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O, and I've decided to colour my hair soon.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe when my parents get here,&lt;br /&gt;which is of cos, tml morning baby! =)&lt;br /&gt;We shall see about that.&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Hate Myself For Losing You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I woke up today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Woke up wide awake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In an empty bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Staring at an empty room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hate myself to blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For the state I'm in today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Doesn't seem so cruel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I don't know anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hate myself for losing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm seeing it all so clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hate myself for losing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What do you do when you look in the mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And staring at you is why she's not here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You got what you deserved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hope you're happy now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause everytime I think of her with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's killing me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Inside, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now I dread each day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Knowing I can't be saved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From the loneliness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Of living without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I don't know what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not sure that I'll pull through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wish you knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What do you say when everything you said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is the reason why she left you in the end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How do you cry when everything you said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't ever bring her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; back again?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;That's for you.&lt;br /&gt;Or rather, everything here's for you.&lt;br /&gt;Know you haven't been reading,&lt;br /&gt;but maybe it's cos u don't bother or care&lt;br /&gt;Anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, then, good for you.&lt;br /&gt;You finally got urself outta this misery.&lt;br /&gt;Stay happy, then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114494044324772704?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114494044324772704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114494044324772704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114494044324772704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114494044324772704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114485791540025641</id><published>2006-04-13T01:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:09.985+11:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>I absolutely adore my hair now.&lt;br /&gt;The length, the colour &amp; all.&lt;br /&gt;Tho. the outgrown ones are out already.&lt;br /&gt;Which means it's time for me to colour &amp;amp; trim again.&lt;br /&gt;Bleahz. But i kinda feel like a short crop.&lt;br /&gt;Short crop kinda style.. Wax and all.&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah. Hmm.. should i?&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to go for it..&lt;br /&gt;But, argh.. i still dunno yet.&lt;br /&gt;*contemplating!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should start a shopping list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lacoste Polo tees... in White &amp; Light lime green.&lt;br /&gt;2. Short sleeve white shirt.&lt;br /&gt;3. Tie. (Weird, but ya. Ha.)&lt;br /&gt;4. Black "suspenders". (Even weirder. Haa.)&lt;br /&gt;5. Black Blazer.&lt;br /&gt;6. Sneakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping again tml! Weee...&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait..!&lt;br /&gt;Plus.. Easter break's here.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get so so bored.&lt;br /&gt;DUH.&lt;br /&gt;_________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hours ago was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yesterday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yesterday&lt;/span&gt; was the 12th of April.&lt;br /&gt;It could've been &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;Do you rem, even?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;"There wasn't a moment&lt;br /&gt;when I was away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;that my heart wasn't wit you."&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/7671414-114485791540025641?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114485791540025641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114485791540025641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114485791540025641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114485791540025641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114477218761493142</id><published>2006-04-12T02:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:09.864+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Learn to love again.</title><content type='html'>Quoted from Shirlaine,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You'll learn to love again."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire day, that kept ringing in my head.&lt;br /&gt;Non-stop. And I kept asking myself too.&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever ever love again?&lt;br /&gt;I fear, too much, i might not ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Issit 'cause I can't anymore?&lt;br /&gt;Or 'cause I don't wanna love anyone else,&lt;br /&gt;but this..?&lt;br /&gt;What if my heart's tied to this broken love..&lt;br /&gt;And it'll always be attached to it..&lt;br /&gt;for a very long long time.&lt;br /&gt;Forever... &amp; ... Always?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if my broken heart refuses to heal,&lt;br /&gt;'cause it's waiting still for another chance?&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, every moment, these qns...&lt;br /&gt;These unanswered qns... Never stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Will I ever love again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114477218761493142?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114477218761493142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114477218761493142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114477218761493142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114477218761493142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/04/learn-to-love-again.html' title='Learn to love again.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114451362010452412</id><published>2006-04-09T02:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:09.593+11:00</updated><title type='text'>6 days of silence.</title><content type='html'>6 days of silence since.&lt;br /&gt;Painful silence, painful peace, I've been living.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to deal, even harder to live wit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  cry time to time,&lt;br /&gt;silently, painfully, in this heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear the silence time to time,&lt;br /&gt;the silence in my heart, the silence of the night,&lt;br /&gt;that slowly creeps into my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pretend time to time, that I'm ok.&lt;br /&gt;But the front, the strength doesn't last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out in the open, I'm dealing wit it, alone.&lt;br /&gt;Out in the dark, I brave the evil that creeps into me,&lt;br /&gt;time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Maybe you'll never believe me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;that my love for you is blind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;'Cause I can't make you see it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;'Cause I can't make you feel it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114451362010452412?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114451362010452412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114451362010452412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114451362010452412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114451362010452412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/04/6-days-of-silence.html' title='6 days of silence.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114404015126931127</id><published>2006-04-03T14:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:09.431+11:00</updated><title type='text'>it's the final goodbye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm totally torn.&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally broken.&lt;br /&gt;Once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so cold, so hard.&lt;br /&gt;And it was done.&lt;br /&gt;And it's all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the Final Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;It's the Last of Everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be living in tears from today on..&lt;br /&gt;I'll be holding &amp;amp; clinging onto the pain from now..&lt;br /&gt;And I may never ever, let go of it..&lt;br /&gt;I may always stay wit this sorrow...&lt;br /&gt;'Cause that's all that's left of Everything.&lt;br /&gt;So, let it be then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All was tried, all has been done.&lt;br /&gt;What's left, is what's given to me today.&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/7671414-114404015126931127?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114404015126931127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114404015126931127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114404015126931127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114404015126931127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-final-goodbye.html' title='it&apos;s the final goodbye.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114390374643906890</id><published>2006-04-02T01:58:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:09.285+11:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm not going anywhere..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You know smth ger, I'm not going anywhere...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll be standing right here, where I've always been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Cause I can't walk forward, I can't turn back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The wait kills like hell,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;But maybe 'cause it kills, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maybe 'cause it hurts so badly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's why I'm still here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I'm not going anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Just for you.. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for you.&lt;br /&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/7671414-114390374643906890?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114390374643906890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114390374643906890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114390374643906890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114390374643906890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-not-going-anywhere.html' title='i&apos;m not going anywhere..'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114372871636629921</id><published>2006-03-31T01:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:09.157+11:00</updated><title type='text'>what nourishes me, also destorys me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what nourishes me destorys me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7671414-114372871636629921?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114372871636629921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114372871636629921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114372871636629921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114372871636629921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-nourishes-me-also-destorys-me.html' title='what nourishes me, also destorys me.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114363641695752511</id><published>2006-03-29T23:44:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:09.011+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored.</title><content type='html'>I was bored, so I took some random pixies.&lt;br /&gt;And Kelly kept bugging me to show her my purchases.&lt;br /&gt;So I took pixies of some..&lt;br /&gt;The clothes, can't be bothered la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... BIG BIG Minkie, my new found company..&lt;br /&gt;Mummy bought her for me,&lt;br /&gt;so I wouldn't be alone here. =)&lt;br /&gt;She absolutely loves me!&lt;br /&gt;Eh.. Minkie cost AUS$130 can!&lt;br /&gt;No joke hoh.&lt;br /&gt;That's y she has to be given royalty treatment.&lt;br /&gt;Hence, she shares my bed. Ha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114363641695752511?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114363641695752511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114363641695752511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114363641695752511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114363641695752511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/03/bored.html' title='Bored.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114363620700009693</id><published>2006-03-29T23:43:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:08.870+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/20/1894/640/Image%28003%29.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/20/1894/200/Image%28003%29.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing BIG BIG Minkie, with Minkie (the smaller one). There's lil' Minkie, but she's back home wit one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114363620700009693?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114363620700009693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114363620700009693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114363620700009693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114363620700009693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/03/introducing-big-big-minkie-with-minkie.html' title=''/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114363615059303773</id><published>2006-03-29T23:42:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:08.733+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/20/1894/640/Image%28004%29.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/20/1894/200/Image%28004%29.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Yeap! Whoever knows Minkie, this's the BIG BIG Minkie.. =) Huge alright! I LIKE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114363615059303773?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114363615059303773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114363615059303773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114363615059303773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114363615059303773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/03/and-yeap-whoever-knows-minkie-thiss.html' title=''/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114363609820914670</id><published>2006-03-29T23:41:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:08.602+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/20/1894/640/Image%28005%29.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/20/1894/200/Image%28005%29.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she takes up half of my queen-size bed! Ha. She needs a passenger seat in the plane when I bring her home too. Ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114363609820914670?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114363609820914670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114363609820914670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114363609820914670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114363609820914670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/03/and-she-takes-up-half-of-my-queen-size.html' title=''/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114363604242048591</id><published>2006-03-29T23:40:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:08.445+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/20/1894/640/Image%28008%29.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/20/1894/200/Image%28008%29.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly! This are what I call Charm Necklaces ya? Now, you know. hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114363604242048591?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114363604242048591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114363604242048591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114363604242048591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114363604242048591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/03/kelly-this-are-what-i-call-charm.html' title=''/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114363599928807098</id><published>2006-03-29T23:39:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:08.332+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/20/1894/640/Image%28009%29.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/20/1894/200/Image%28009%29.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT particular feather in that charm necklace, was the reason why i got it... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114363599928807098?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114363599928807098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114363599928807098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114363599928807098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114363599928807098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/03/that-particular-feather-in-that-charm.html' title=''/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114363592835842865</id><published>2006-03-29T23:38:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:08.203+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/20/1894/640/Image%28007%29.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/20/1894/200/Image%28007%29.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely proud owner of my new earring holder!! Cool right? I just GOT to have it man. sinful, yet again. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114363592835842865?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114363592835842865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114363592835842865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114363592835842865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114363592835842865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/03/absolutely-proud-owner-of-my-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114363584979794834</id><published>2006-03-29T23:37:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:08.064+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/20/1894/640/Image%28013%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/20/1894/200/Image%28013%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new Roxy Duffel baggie! It was sold out back home. So.. yeah finally got it. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114363584979794834?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114363584979794834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114363584979794834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114363584979794834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114363584979794834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-new-roxy-duffel-baggie-it-was-sold.html' title=''/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114363111612590133</id><published>2006-03-29T22:12:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:07.952+11:00</updated><title type='text'>workout!!</title><content type='html'>I feel absolutely fantastic, though totally worn-out too.&lt;br /&gt;Less than 4 hours of sleep last night, or rather dis morn.&lt;br /&gt;YESH, I was rushing for my assignment, due today.&lt;br /&gt;So it's finally over! Yipeee!&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still sane and awake enuff to go for a run earlier.&lt;br /&gt;An hour of run...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, finally!&lt;br /&gt;After a month of proclaiming that I'd go to the gym.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I decided to pick up my lazy butt...&lt;br /&gt;And go to the gym.&lt;br /&gt;Feels fantastic ya! Shall do it more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run all the clotted up whatever in my body...&lt;br /&gt;Run aimlessly, for absolutely no reason.&lt;br /&gt;Run away from all the thoughts that keeps invading my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Run, run away from everything that keeps pulling me back.&lt;br /&gt;And I decide, I'll go for a run, hopefully, everyday.&lt;br /&gt;To keep my mind intact &amp;amp; sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114363111612590133?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114363111612590133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114363111612590133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114363111612590133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114363111612590133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/03/workout.html' title='workout!!'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114354916493123516</id><published>2006-03-28T23:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:07.849+11:00</updated><title type='text'>your scent.</title><content type='html'>I have your scent on me, right now.&lt;br /&gt;And it made me weak still,&lt;br /&gt;as much as it ever did before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to lay my head on your shoulders,&lt;br /&gt;and that tingling scent on your neck,&lt;br /&gt;nv fails to capture my everything.&lt;br /&gt;And it still does..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your scent and only yours,&lt;br /&gt;... brings back memories.&lt;br /&gt;... brings back the weakness in my knees.&lt;br /&gt;... brings back the heart-wrenching pain in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ever had in my hands, in my life, in my heart...&lt;br /&gt;It all passed me by,&lt;br /&gt;It all slipped away from me.&lt;br /&gt;Far, far away.... Fading into the nothing.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114354916493123516?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114354916493123516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114354916493123516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114354916493123516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114354916493123516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/03/your-scent.html' title='your scent.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114352457301525341</id><published>2006-03-28T16:40:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:07.731+11:00</updated><title type='text'>STOP IT!!</title><content type='html'>Mr. SA Tan's doing his thing.&lt;br /&gt;(And if you were wondering who's Mr. SA Tan...?&lt;br /&gt;He's Satan. Yep.)&lt;br /&gt;He's tempting me.&lt;br /&gt;He's making me fall.&lt;br /&gt;He's hitting me with those thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;I can't hold on any longer..&lt;br /&gt;I might just fall, anytime...&lt;br /&gt;But I can't, I can't afford to.&lt;br /&gt;I've got work to do...&lt;br /&gt;And I need peace in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't sure if I'm strong enough to resist.&lt;br /&gt;I ain't sure if I can hang on...&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much strength,&lt;br /&gt;so I'm asking God for his strength to keep me up..&lt;br /&gt;Please help me.&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing a particular &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stranger&lt;/span&gt;, till it hurts...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114352457301525341?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114352457301525341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114352457301525341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114352457301525341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114352457301525341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/03/stop-it.html' title='STOP IT!!'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114346683315548758</id><published>2006-03-28T00:40:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:07.604+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/20/1894/640/be9906-001.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 219px; height: 191px;" class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/20/1894/200/be9906-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all gone already, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left...?&lt;br /&gt;Not even the slightest bit?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114346683315548758?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114346683315548758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114346683315548758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114346683315548758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114346683315548758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-all-gone-already-isnt-it-theres.html' title=''/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114344195697686338</id><published>2006-03-27T17:45:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:06.822+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/20/1894/640/Me%21%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 228px; height: 171px;" class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/20/1894/320/Me%21%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smth of which used to define happiness.&lt;br /&gt;I miss...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114344195697686338?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114344195697686338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114344195697686338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114344195697686338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114344195697686338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/03/smth-of-which-used-to-define-happiness.html' title=''/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114337976570236379</id><published>2006-03-27T00:17:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:06.450+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Fireworks.</title><content type='html'>Today's the closing ceremony for the Commonwealth Games.&lt;br /&gt;Or rather it was yday, since it's already over midnight now.&lt;br /&gt;We all gathered along the river @ Federation Square,&lt;br /&gt;like all the thousand over aussies.. we awaited for the fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;And when it came, GOSH, it was AMAZING.&lt;br /&gt;I know ya prob compare it to our national day right?&lt;br /&gt;Not even near lor!!&lt;br /&gt;Buildings around the city had fireworks coming outta of it!!&lt;br /&gt;And everywhere around us, behind, left, right, in front..&lt;br /&gt;Fireworks were all over us.&lt;br /&gt;N it was B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L...!!!!&lt;br /&gt;We were like less than 50m away from them?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it was directly above us..&lt;br /&gt;And it lasted abt 10mins or more? Fantastic!!!&lt;br /&gt;Okies, i'm just really happy la can..&lt;br /&gt;I haven't felt joy since.. ages.&lt;br /&gt;So I wanna share my joy wit u guys. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Although there isn't any pics to prove.&lt;br /&gt;But I'll see if I can get them la k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did wish you were there to share it wit me..&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the same time last yr..&lt;br /&gt;I was holding on to e phone wit u on the other line,&lt;br /&gt;and there were fireworks in the sky too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Forever ... Always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114337976570236379?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114337976570236379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114337976570236379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114337976570236379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114337976570236379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/03/fireworks.html' title='Fireworks.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114333854505708065</id><published>2006-03-26T12:56:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:06.321+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know what to say. I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;Everything's not ok. I'm NOT ok.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that? Can you feel it anymore?&lt;br /&gt;Why... I don't wanna understand..&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna ever try to understand..&lt;br /&gt;'Cause knowing the truth just hurts too much.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna live in pictures, or letters, or msges..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I try to piece those moment together by digging into the past.&lt;br /&gt;There's only so far I can dig.&lt;br /&gt;Where's the here and now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're not here and i'm not there, now.&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/7671414-114333854505708065?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114333854505708065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114333854505708065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114333854505708065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114333854505708065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-dont-know-what-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114321165227097213</id><published>2006-03-25T01:35:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:06.103+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh...</title><content type='html'>Did I mention how glad I am to be home..&lt;br /&gt;Like right now, right at this moment?&lt;br /&gt;It's abt 1.35am and I got abt 1.15am or so?&lt;br /&gt;Had a LONG long day. Phew, it's finally over.&lt;br /&gt;Came back wit a swollen foot &amp; backache. Bleahz.&lt;br /&gt;I so can't wait to be heading to bed,&lt;br /&gt;with my pillowSSsSs!! &amp;amp; Minkiesss...!&lt;br /&gt;Thank God, for such a fulfilling day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day started at 8am...&lt;br /&gt;Woke up feeling utterly shit.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I dreamt of ... Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Ah... I don't wanna go there.&lt;br /&gt;And I hate Friday's tutorials.&lt;br /&gt;They all scare me big time.&lt;br /&gt;And the entire day of wondering &amp; waiting.&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, I think I nv feel a day longer than today.&lt;br /&gt;Den Chadstone for shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Nope, no retail therapy today.&lt;br /&gt;I had some self-control. =)&lt;br /&gt;Then back to school for Bible study.&lt;br /&gt;Fulfilling but I was too tired to participate at all.&lt;br /&gt;Den went kicking soccer... till...&lt;br /&gt;my swollen foot &amp;amp; back.&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting old &amp; inflexible.&lt;br /&gt;Should start exercising. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;And den supper till like now.&lt;br /&gt;Done! the day's done!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I did have a lil' hope that..&lt;br /&gt;I might get what I was hoping for..&lt;br /&gt;But nahz, it didn't come.&lt;br /&gt;So... o wells.. I know. I know.&lt;br /&gt;Not suppose to expect or want.&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my daddy &amp;amp; mummy terribly today.&lt;br /&gt;Was waiting for mummy's call when I was out.&lt;br /&gt;But she didn't call and only msged.&lt;br /&gt;Came home &amp; she called.&lt;br /&gt;But she wanted me to hang up &amp;amp; head to back,&lt;br /&gt;after only a few words... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But! I can't wait for their arrival!!&lt;br /&gt;I know.. why are they coming over AGAIN right?&lt;br /&gt;They left barely a mth ago.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah.. they're coming again!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. =)&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stared at my phone a couple of times today..&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what I was waiting for..&lt;br /&gt;Or what I wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;Several times, I wanted to dial that number...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114321165227097213?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114321165227097213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114321165227097213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114321165227097213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114321165227097213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/03/sigh.html' title='Sigh...'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114304124121287008</id><published>2006-03-23T02:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:05.998+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dunno what issit..&lt;br /&gt;But I was just watching The OC.&lt;br /&gt;The exact same words..&lt;br /&gt;"We're both from different worlds," were said.&lt;br /&gt;So it's true huh..&lt;br /&gt;Issit a reminder? Or smth to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That those words, you said it yourself...&lt;br /&gt;"We're from different worlds.."&lt;br /&gt;Are the words that hurt the most.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I'm taking it.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard it is, I'm keeping to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114304124121287008?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114304124121287008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114304124121287008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114304124121287008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114304124121287008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-dunno-what-issit.html' title=''/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114294170732995528</id><published>2006-03-21T22:26:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:05.859+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Am I?</title><content type='html'>At Psychology tutorial today,&lt;br /&gt;Did a "Who Am I" questionaire.&lt;br /&gt;So we were given a sheet of paper with 10 blanks,&lt;br /&gt;starting with "I am ...."&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to answer all the "I am ..." qns.&lt;br /&gt;Anything that comes to our mind,&lt;br /&gt;as long as it's TRUE about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;So guess what I answered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am waiting to find my life back in place.&lt;br /&gt;2. I am going through a breakup with my ________. (Duh.)&lt;br /&gt;3. I am a ______ or rather, maybe a ______.&lt;br /&gt;4. I am who I am.&lt;br /&gt;(Yah, what kinda ans is that right? That's why I scored it under nonsense. Ha.)&lt;br /&gt;5. I am missing home.&lt;br /&gt;6. I am waiting to end my studies and head home to where I wanna be.&lt;br /&gt;7. I am sitting here, sunbathing under the sun, reflecting about my life and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;8. I am wishing, so much time would turn back to 2 yrs ago.&lt;br /&gt;(I wanna live that 2 yrs again.)&lt;br /&gt;9. I am wanting to take back all the words I said to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; this morning.&lt;br /&gt;(The call I made that ended everything once and for all.)&lt;br /&gt;10. I am someone who's living double lives. (B'cos of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When most of the ans are...&lt;br /&gt;"I am a girl.", "I am feeling stressed up.",&lt;br /&gt;"I am in love", I am a student",&lt;br /&gt;I am going blah blah blah later..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My answers are actually WAY WAY off the hook.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm so sick in the mind.&lt;br /&gt;Ha. And I scored the most in the "Independent" category.&lt;br /&gt;Which apparently refers to individual's experiences, beliefs, behaviours, states and traits that DO NOT RELATE TO OTHERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concluded, I'm so so so FULL of myself.&lt;br /&gt;Or rather I'm so full of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Everything's jus &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my tutor added if these qns actually prompt too much into your emotional state, we should be advised to see the school consuellor. Hmmm! I think I'm a suitable candidate for that.&lt;br /&gt;O wells...&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the lighter note,&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm have gone freaking WAY over my expenses this mth.&lt;br /&gt;And it's not even a mth yet.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so so freaking dead.&lt;br /&gt;I think I spent like $500+?&lt;br /&gt;I just got a jumper, a book, striped tights yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Plus..&lt;br /&gt;- Black skinny jeans&lt;br /&gt;- Earrings stand&lt;br /&gt;- Floral flats&lt;br /&gt;- 3 Charm necklaces&lt;br /&gt;- Earrings&lt;br /&gt;- Shades&lt;br /&gt;- Roxy bag&lt;br /&gt;- Rebirth tops&lt;br /&gt;- Beige jeans&lt;br /&gt;- 2 pair of shorts&lt;br /&gt;- etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, I'm so freaked dead.&lt;br /&gt;AND my shopping list's piling up again,&lt;br /&gt;when I proclaimed yday completed it all.&lt;br /&gt;Slap me in my head.&lt;br /&gt;I need to tell Daddy to cut my expenses.. for good.&lt;br /&gt;Bleahz.&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wondered last nite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; did it on the left side of your back...&lt;br /&gt;Issit 'cause it's the closest place to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; heart?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114294170732995528?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114294170732995528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114294170732995528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114294170732995528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114294170732995528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/03/who-am-i.html' title='Who Am I?'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114268862849712085</id><published>2006-03-19T00:27:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:05.626+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And when I wit you,&lt;br /&gt;I don't hear all e shit abt us being together.&lt;br /&gt;But now that I'm not,&lt;br /&gt;I get all e shit abt who you're wit...&lt;br /&gt;And all shit abt how blardy popular you are around.&lt;br /&gt;And guess what, thousand miles away...&lt;br /&gt;I still gets it..&lt;br /&gt;It's way amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live your life to how you want to.&lt;br /&gt;However, you want it to be...&lt;br /&gt;Create all hoo-ha abt your fantastic love life.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114268862849712085?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114268862849712085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114268862849712085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114268862849712085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114268862849712085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/03/and-when-i-wit-you-i-dont-hear-all-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114260564598283373</id><published>2006-03-18T01:17:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:05.477+11:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day.</title><content type='html'>I fell hard, rock bottom, again, today.&lt;br /&gt;After trying ever so hard to stand up...&lt;br /&gt;I fell, with the touch of it.&lt;br /&gt;The moment I saw it, in my mailbox,&lt;br /&gt;wit your handwriting...&lt;br /&gt;I felt heat in my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;hot tears filled them...&lt;br /&gt;And I held it ever so tightly in my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under my covers, I read it...&lt;br /&gt;On my pillow, I cried ever so badly...&lt;br /&gt;It didn't stop no matter how hard I tried.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to OD myself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I kid you not, I tot of that.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I wanted to sleep and not wake up anymore.&lt;br /&gt;The physical pain, the emotional pain, the fatigue...&lt;br /&gt;It was all killing me..&lt;br /&gt;And I'm willing to end it all,&lt;br /&gt;with the last words I read from the letter.&lt;br /&gt;It was all I needed.&lt;br /&gt;(Ok guys, don't worry, I will NOT do that again. I promise.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried to sleep, and woke up...&lt;br /&gt;Much stronger and harder.&lt;br /&gt;It was just all too over-whelming.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm alot better now.&lt;br /&gt;Calling it a night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's beating still, for you, as always...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114260564598283373?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114260564598283373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114260564598283373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114260564598283373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114260564598283373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-day.html' title='What a day.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114242914385611718</id><published>2006-03-16T00:18:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:05.179+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you remember..</title><content type='html'>Do you remember the times we watched each other from the webcam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember the times we looked into each other's eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember the times we 'spoke' through our eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember the chill that runs down our spine,&lt;br /&gt;each time we touch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember the times we walked down that river,&lt;br /&gt;hand in hand, heart to heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember the promises we made to each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember the letters you wrote to me,&lt;br /&gt;almost every single day I was a continent away from you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember the first ever time you sent me home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember the sensations you felt over me,&lt;br /&gt;when you first saw me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember the times we gave each other morning calls,&lt;br /&gt;a continent away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember the times we worked, and weirdly,&lt;br /&gt;whatever happens to me, would happen to you a moment later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember the names we call each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember the smile, just the sight of each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember when we kiss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114242914385611718?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114242914385611718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114242914385611718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114242914385611718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114242914385611718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/03/do-you-remember.html' title='Do you remember..'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114232064044698903</id><published>2006-03-14T17:53:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:05.039+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Stoned. Whatever.</title><content type='html'>At 3am that night, Van broke the news to me, that there wouldn't be 3 of us anymore. There wouldn't be both of them, anymore. I felt the instant, piercing pain that she felt. And I cried. I cried with her, as if I was the one going thru it. In actual fact, I'm going thru a break-up too, a break-up of a friendship between 3 of us. And it hurt so badly. Really. I could hardly believe. It didn't sink till much much later. No, I don't hate or dislike or whatsoever, 'cause I understand. 'Cause over the years that I took to learn, to understand situations of another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing it already, I'm missing the outings and all that consist no one, but just the 3 of us. For all that we went thru, I thanked the both of you, for all the times you've been there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Van, I know it's not easy, but I'm still here, no further than anytimes. I'll pain wit you &amp;amp; I'll cry wit you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kel, I still love you. And I believe whatever you did, you had ur reason. I respect that. I miss you, lady. Talk to you soon.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"She mind-fucking you, inter-continent-ly."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, damn right.&lt;br /&gt;Damn right, so f- up, even a continent away.&lt;br /&gt;O bugger! Life's sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Staying away from the L word for now.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, she knows she's selfish to wanna hear &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; voice.&lt;br /&gt;O, that's not all.&lt;br /&gt;She's selfish enough to walk out on &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;She's selfish enough to break &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; into pieces.&lt;br /&gt;She's selfish enough to let &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; pick up the pieces alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what the another &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; gets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; can't even be selfish enough to want it all back.&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, too.&lt;br /&gt;As much as you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;the saddist me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114232064044698903?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114232064044698903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114232064044698903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114232064044698903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114232064044698903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/03/stoned-whatever.html' title='Stoned. Whatever.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114194751868780023</id><published>2006-03-10T10:23:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:04.919+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiding...</title><content type='html'>I'm closing up my world.&lt;br /&gt;I'm running away from all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna pull me out of this black hole...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114194751868780023?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114194751868780023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114194751868780023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114194751868780023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114194751868780023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/03/hiding.html' title='Hiding...'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114180468874272671</id><published>2006-03-08T18:46:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:04.795+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Anew..</title><content type='html'>So yes, I'm finally settled down in Land of Oz. It took me a couple days to get my new home furnished and all. Except the damn phone line and internet. Finally, after waiting for half a mth, my phone line is installed. Now, it's the internet I've to WAIT, yet again. Am using my friend's access at her place, so yeah. How pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such an absolute weakling. SERIOUSLY.  What's new. I've fallen ill again!! Ah.. all I do is worry my parents. Gawd. What the hell is wrong wit me... =( Flu, cough &amp; sore throat. Life CANNOT get any better. Bleahz. What have I been doing lately? SHOP! Retail therapy works all the time. O wells, mummy encouraged me to go for it too. So who's stopping me. Haha.. Okies. I spent like 300bucks in 3 days. Goodness. My expenses this mth is so gonna burst. Work it work it.. start working on saving moolah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my blocked nose!! Ah.. Ok. Lately, I have been catching up with a couple of peeps back home. I realised how much I missed them, esp. Shirlaine &amp;amp; Van. I hate the fact that when they need me to most, I can't be there. It sucks. Really. Pls stay strong ok dear? Tkcare of ur heart esp. I know how hard it is. If I could, I give u guys all the strength I have. You'll be in my prayers. *Huggies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked herself today,&lt;br /&gt;"Does it all really have to end?"&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, it's smth she hasn't let go at all.&lt;br /&gt;She wish that smth, maybe a miracle,&lt;br /&gt;would happen.&lt;br /&gt;Msges have turned in cold &amp; hard words...&lt;br /&gt;That pierce her heart each time she reads.&lt;br /&gt;She wish things could've been more than what it seems.&lt;br /&gt;She wish for more... everyday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the times &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; said &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; love..&lt;br /&gt;For all the times &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; said &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; care..&lt;br /&gt;For all the times &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; said &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt;'d stay...&lt;br /&gt;Has everything boil down to words &amp;amp; empty promises?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only things would change,&lt;br /&gt;She promise, they'd be happier than they are now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's living double lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114180468874272671?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114180468874272671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114180468874272671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114180468874272671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114180468874272671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/03/life-anew.html' title='Life Anew..'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114155220299686795</id><published>2006-03-05T20:27:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:04.646+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything's just an illusion.</title><content type='html'>What's Love?&lt;br /&gt;I've been asking dis qns alot lately.&lt;br /&gt;And I haven't been feeling it at all lately.&lt;br /&gt;O wells, quite obviously right.&lt;br /&gt;I questioned alot the definition of Love.&lt;br /&gt;Is Love Pain?&lt;br /&gt;Is Love just happiness only?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it seemed as if all I did ever give was Pain, and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;Is it still Love, if you walk along side with one, down the road...&lt;br /&gt;But not hand in hand.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, all's nothing but a blur.&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems an illusion.&lt;br /&gt;And worst still, there's nothing I can do abt it.&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made alot of difference being away in person,&lt;br /&gt;and being away at heart.&lt;br /&gt;They used to be away from each other in person,&lt;br /&gt;but at heart, they were the closest.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it only mattered that they had each other's heart.&lt;br /&gt;Distance didn't matter then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, they're away from each other in person,&lt;br /&gt;and, at heart too.&lt;br /&gt;And that became the farthest ever distance they ever had,&lt;br /&gt;from each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is more painful, she asked.&lt;br /&gt;Which is less hard, and less painful, she wondered.&lt;br /&gt;But there wasn't any answers...&lt;br /&gt;All there was, were questions abt everything...&lt;br /&gt;And everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She cried, when she read her past letters..&lt;br /&gt;She took her quote...&lt;br /&gt;"If you ever get off track, turn back &amp;amp; take a look...&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting..."&lt;br /&gt;She nv thought she'd ever said it to her.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, she's saying it now...&lt;br /&gt;And what did she get back?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Love's is nothing.&lt;br /&gt;It's of no definition, she learnt.&lt;br /&gt;Just lately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114155220299686795?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114155220299686795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114155220299686795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114155220299686795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114155220299686795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/03/everythings-just-illusion.html' title='Everything&apos;s just an illusion.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114040853689568588</id><published>2006-02-20T14:44:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:04.529+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Last of Everything.</title><content type='html'>Once again, it was all too good to be true.&lt;br /&gt;It was all an act of Love,&lt;br /&gt;all an act of care &amp; concern,&lt;br /&gt;an act of good.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again, for watching her fall.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again, for leaving her all alone.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again, for running away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all happened like a speed bullet.&lt;br /&gt;It all crashed like a speeding car into a tree.&lt;br /&gt;She remembered the exact words,&lt;br /&gt;"Leave me alone."&lt;br /&gt;"F- off my life!"&lt;br /&gt;"I've to please her, please you..."&lt;br /&gt;"Who's gonna please me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All she wanted was to be there for &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Just as a friend, but she was pushed away.&lt;br /&gt;She didn't give up, she endured the pain..&lt;br /&gt;All she was worrying was &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;She followed &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, yet she was brushed away.&lt;br /&gt;Each and each moment became shots of pain in her heart.&lt;br /&gt;She held on, she went forward again.&lt;br /&gt;That's when &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ran away...&lt;br /&gt;She left her alone, standing there in disbelief.&lt;br /&gt;In tears, and once again in utter pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That scene of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; running away,&lt;br /&gt;proved it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ran away from her,&lt;br /&gt;that very day 2 mths ago.&lt;br /&gt;And since then, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; has always be running.&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;will always be moving on 50 steps from her.&lt;br /&gt;She'll nv be able to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the day,&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;she&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; stops running.&lt;br /&gt;Till the day, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; slows down,&lt;br /&gt;takes a look behind, reaches out for her hand..&lt;br /&gt;The another her will always be behind.&lt;br /&gt;Til the day, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; has no one on &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; side anymore,&lt;br /&gt;they will always be walking on different paths.&lt;br /&gt;The path they used to walk together,&lt;br /&gt;has slowly faded away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that very moment, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ran away from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; also walked out of her life,&lt;br /&gt;leaving her behind again.&lt;br /&gt;That was it,&lt;br /&gt;That was the last of everything.&lt;br /&gt;The moment she was left all alone again,&lt;br /&gt;she decided she tried all she could.&lt;br /&gt;She fell too many times.&lt;br /&gt;She cried too many times.&lt;br /&gt;She hit rock-bottom too many times.&lt;br /&gt;All 'cause she loves too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's walking away from the pain, from this love...&lt;br /&gt;And from &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Till the day &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; slow down,&lt;br /&gt;take a look behind,&lt;br /&gt;reach out for me...&lt;br /&gt;I can never walk side by side with &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; never stop running.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;'re too far for me to reach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114040853689568588?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114040853689568588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114040853689568588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114040853689568588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114040853689568588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/02/last-of-everything.html' title='Last of Everything.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114027069991786572</id><published>2006-02-19T00:31:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:04.430+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Fate?</title><content type='html'>Right then &amp; there, at that fateful place,&lt;br /&gt;At that very moment, they had the same thought in mind.&lt;br /&gt;And it was to bump into each other.&lt;br /&gt;Walking in different directions,&lt;br /&gt;she saw &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;She&lt;/em&gt; saw her too.&lt;br /&gt;Mixture of emotions ran thru her mind.&lt;br /&gt;Stunned &amp;amp; dumbfounded,&lt;br /&gt;Pinch in the heart...&lt;br /&gt;Yet a wave of relief to see &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She&lt;/em&gt; showed her usual utmost concern to her.&lt;br /&gt;But she felt scared taking it from &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;There was silence for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;They got out the station, sat aside, side by side.&lt;br /&gt;Eyes to eyes, hand to hand,&lt;br /&gt;Tears, pain, smiles, comfort, misses...&lt;br /&gt;Everything at one shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She&lt;/em&gt; asked of her to stay &amp; not to walk away.&lt;br /&gt;The other in tears &amp;amp; pain asked,&lt;br /&gt;how not to walk away,&lt;br /&gt;when &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt;'s wit another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, it all didn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause they both had each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She&lt;/em&gt; wiped her tears away.&lt;br /&gt;She tried to touch &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; face, but she couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;She didn't dare to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She&lt;/em&gt; brought her hand to &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; face.&lt;br /&gt;And laid it there.&lt;br /&gt;It felt so right, like before.&lt;br /&gt;The same rush, the same thrill.&lt;br /&gt;But she knew it all had to be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st train came,&lt;br /&gt;she asked to wait for the next.&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd train, den the 3rd, and then the 4th..&lt;br /&gt;It was a short half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;But the world was theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She&lt;/em&gt; made a promise that made it all fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She&lt;/em&gt; told her &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; still loves her.&lt;br /&gt;She was contented.&lt;br /&gt;Even though it was all words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was her stop to leave,&lt;br /&gt;she was in tears, she didn't wanna go.&lt;br /&gt;In fear of not seeing &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last 3 mins they had,&lt;br /&gt;they were left once again,&lt;br /&gt;looking at each other eye to eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They kissed goodbye, as they parted.&lt;br /&gt;That same rush, that same thrill still exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the shortest time they ever spent together.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, it became one of the most memorable times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She &lt;/em&gt;made her happy.&lt;br /&gt;She only wish it could have last a lil' longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was almost perfect, almost there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114027069991786572?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114027069991786572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114027069991786572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114027069991786572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114027069991786572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/02/fate.html' title='Fate?'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114008967739623280</id><published>2006-02-16T22:10:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:04.330+11:00</updated><title type='text'>She.</title><content type='html'>She didn't know what was right to do.&lt;br /&gt;It might have felt right but it was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Then, she chose the supposedly right way to deal wit it.&lt;br /&gt;She walked away, thinking it would change it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today, she's still standing at the junction.&lt;br /&gt;Facing all fears of losing the another her.&lt;br /&gt;Facing yet again, as always, unanswered questions.&lt;br /&gt;Facing the pain of loving &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;, aside &amp; in silence.&lt;br /&gt;Not having it all anymore. Not &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; in person.&lt;br /&gt;Not &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; in Love and not ever &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; in Happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, she broke it.&lt;br /&gt;She gave in a lil' but hopefully not entirely.&lt;br /&gt;Today, again she gave in a lil' more.&lt;br /&gt;She brought &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; lunch.&lt;br /&gt;She didn't wanna to be seen.&lt;br /&gt;She asked another to bring it to &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And she hopes it'd be appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause she wants that &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; to know she still cares as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She reminded herself alot,&lt;br /&gt;Not to cross that line.&lt;br /&gt;That line that was drawn by &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Painfully, she walked away again,&lt;br /&gt;Not allowing &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; to see.&lt;br /&gt;Or hear from &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tomorrow, she'll fall.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tomorrow, she'll give it all in again.&lt;br /&gt;But she's just trying to do all she can before she leaves.&lt;br /&gt;In silence, in pain, in prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114008967739623280?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114008967739623280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114008967739623280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114008967739623280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114008967739623280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/02/she.html' title='She.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-114000174831605709</id><published>2006-02-15T21:47:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:04.188+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I dunno.</title><content type='html'>These words kept appearing in my mind last night.&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe", "Someday"...&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not asking for anything.&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not asking for anything &lt;em&gt;back&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I gave up. I faced reality of it already.&lt;br /&gt;It's prob e worst ever I've gone through.&lt;br /&gt;But I chose to walk away.&lt;br /&gt;Not cos I didn't care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;But cos I didn't wanna further damage what's left b/w us.&lt;br /&gt;All I want is...&lt;br /&gt;To keep e best &amp; most beautiful memories we used to have, Alive.&lt;br /&gt;And that's all I have now, of Us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno if &lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt;'re reading this,&lt;br /&gt;it really doesn't matter if &lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt; don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt;'re not a pest for calling everyday.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I'm prob e happiest when I get ur calls &amp; msges.&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm begging &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Pls don't call if it has become more of a routine everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Don't call if &lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt; just wanna prove to me of what u said that u'll not stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How're &lt;s&gt;you&lt;/s&gt;? I wondered every moment.&lt;br /&gt;But I know &lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt;'re happier now,&lt;br /&gt;although it's still the lowest pt of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow or rather, it might hurt,&lt;br /&gt;But it's also a comfort to know &lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt;'re happy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, Someday.. We might collide again.&lt;br /&gt;Not Us in a r/s anymore.. but You &amp; I as individuals.&lt;br /&gt;As friends and soulmates..? I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I wanna have &lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt; in my life.&lt;br /&gt;I don't ask for much anymore,&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be there for &lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when will we ever see each other again.&lt;br /&gt;But I wish &lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt; well.&lt;br /&gt;And I'd pray for &lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt; to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss &lt;s&gt;you&lt;/s&gt; too...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-114000174831605709?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/114000174831605709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=114000174831605709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114000174831605709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/114000174831605709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-dunno.html' title='I dunno.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-113904849436418034</id><published>2006-02-04T20:52:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:04.079+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Five People I meet in Heaven.</title><content type='html'>Life hasn't been as fine as before.&lt;br /&gt;I went up a couple of times,&lt;br /&gt;I fell a many more times.&lt;br /&gt;But, I became stronger as the day goes by.&lt;br /&gt;I became harder as time passes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving yet again,&lt;br /&gt;in a couple weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;This time, it's as hard,&lt;br /&gt;but on a much different focus.&lt;br /&gt;My family &amp; friends that I don't wanna leave behind.&lt;br /&gt;Esp. the Five People I meet in Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Five People I meet in Heaven&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pinkie a.k.a Van&lt;br /&gt;Missing already her constant whining of "Mellie!!", her "corny", lame jokes that roll my eyes, our kick-asses fights, flicking her chins &amp; throwing saracastic remarks that gets her so "UGH!" =). O plus the threesome kissing sessions. And of cos, her constant love &amp; care for all time that brought me here today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Birdhead, I love you! I'm with you ok? =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Kelly&lt;br /&gt;I miss her strength each time I talk to her abt everything, her strong-mindedness, her whinings &amp; o-so cute &amp; WEIRD sounds she makes abt everything. The shopping trips, the stay-overs, the kissing sessions too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girlfriend, I heart you! *Muacks*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Shirlaine a.k.a my best bud &amp; bro&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss her words of encouragement, the o so strong but yet so subtle advice that nv fails to make me a whole lot better. Her company most of all, the overnight talking sessions &amp; company..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thankyou for being there, bro. Loveyou.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Jackie&lt;br /&gt;Her constant &amp; longest endurance for my whinings &amp;amp; complains, the grapevine-night sessions, the shopping trips, her understanding to whatever situation I'm in, &amp; the gym workouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My love for you, lady! =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. God&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, Him. And for all I know, He will always be in my heart, wherever I go. And I'm thankful for that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-113904849436418034?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/113904849436418034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=113904849436418034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/113904849436418034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/113904849436418034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/02/five-people-i-meet-in-heaven.html' title='Five People I meet in Heaven.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-113855807524606029</id><published>2006-01-30T05:02:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:03.892+11:00</updated><title type='text'>My Happy Ending.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;..My Happy Ending..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for my happy ending&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk this over&lt;br /&gt;It's not like we're dead&lt;br /&gt;Was it something I did?&lt;br /&gt;Was it something You said?&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me hanging&lt;br /&gt;In a city so dead&lt;br /&gt;Held up so high&lt;br /&gt;On such a breakable thread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were all the things I thought I knew,&lt;br /&gt;And I thought we could be.&lt;br /&gt;You were everything,&lt;br /&gt;everything that I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;We were meant to be, supposed to be,&lt;br /&gt;but we lost it.&lt;br /&gt;And all of the memories, so close to me,&lt;br /&gt;just fade away.&lt;br /&gt;All this time you were pretending,&lt;br /&gt;So much for my happy ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got your dumb friends&lt;br /&gt;I know what they say&lt;br /&gt;They tell you I'm difficult&lt;br /&gt;But so are they&lt;br /&gt;But they don't know me&lt;br /&gt;Do they even know you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the things you hide from me&lt;br /&gt;All the shit that you do&lt;br /&gt;You were all the things I thought I knew&lt;br /&gt;And I thought we could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's nice to know that you were there,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for acting like you cared.&lt;br /&gt;And making me feel like I was the only one,&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to know we had it all.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for watching as I fall,&lt;br /&gt;And letting me know we were done.&lt;br /&gt;So much for my happy ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-113855807524606029?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/113855807524606029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=113855807524606029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/113855807524606029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/113855807524606029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-happy-ending.html' title='My Happy Ending.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-113602027078924464</id><published>2005-12-31T19:56:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:03.790+11:00</updated><title type='text'>2006.</title><content type='html'>Today's the last of 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, so many had happened. But I had you always, by my side. But for the last couple of days, my whole world turned upside down. The last few nights were the worst days of my life. And I never realise everything would have turned out to be this way. Thankfully for Van &amp; Kel, the closest people in my heart. I got through each night, in one piece. I woke up half-way through the night, thinking it was all just a nightmare. But it wasn't. When the morning approached, I picked up the pieces and face it again. I tried alot, to be my strongest. But I guess it wasn't enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I started praying, pleading... And I nv plead to anyone like I did. I feel as if I'm hanging on the fence, trying alot not to bulge, in fear of triggering anything. And so, I guess life's gonna be this way for now, till.. I don't know when. But I'll stay strong, 'cause I don't ever wanna lose one thing in my life that I L.V the most. It's amazing how things have made a turn. But I promise, whatever it is I have to do, I'll do it. As long as I still have you here with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, this'll be the last of 2005. And when tomorrow comes, it'll be a brand new chance, a start to better days &amp; a better year. I won't give up, 'cause I have my strength from myself &amp;amp; from the ones who have been there for me lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks the last of 2005, the last of myself... &amp; a better start to a better me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll say it again, I won't give up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-113602027078924464?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/113602027078924464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=113602027078924464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/113602027078924464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/113602027078924464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2005/12/2006.html' title='2006.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-113569957418623884</id><published>2005-12-28T02:58:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:03.685+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing it.</title><content type='html'>For a moment, or rather, for a whole hour...&lt;br /&gt;I lost &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And I thought I wouldn't find &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I prayed so hard, that &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; were ok.&lt;br /&gt;And the moment I saw &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;I broke down. Really hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That fear that emerged within me,&lt;br /&gt;it shook me so hard.&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted today, was a perfect day.&lt;br /&gt;My version of a perfect day,&lt;br /&gt;that I yearned so much for the past week.&lt;br /&gt;But it turned out no where near my perfection.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, it led me into tears so many times,&lt;br /&gt;that it irritated you alot, I know.&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared. I'm afraid I'm losing it.&lt;br /&gt;Losing the will &amp; strength of holding on to it.&lt;br /&gt;I want this feeling to go away, soon.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's taking part of me away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna &lt;em&gt;stickwityou&lt;/em&gt; for now &amp; ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-113569957418623884?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/113569957418623884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=113569957418623884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/113569957418623884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/113569957418623884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2005/12/losing-it.html' title='Losing it.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-113560287339072545</id><published>2005-12-27T00:01:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:03.551+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm bored to D.E.A.T.H so I decided to do this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The thought is that once you've been tagged you have to write 20 facts about yourself, time how long it takes, and tag as many people as minutes it took to write." (as quoted)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I'm an extremely-super-duper-over-the-board-Excessive shopaholic. Period. (Ha...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I have a very sinful &amp; bad habit of always reminiscing back into the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I'm absolutely-sinfully-badly spolit by.... my parents &amp;amp; ____. And I LURVE the feeling damn much. (HA.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I hate being alone, who doesn't right? I'm an attention seeker, who constantly needs like 24/7 attention from ____, my parents &amp; whoever I wish to be accompanied by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I'm a crybaby when it comes to EVERYTHING, like when I don't get what I want, when I'm neglected..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I hate taking photographs... especially when I have to take alone. Yep, 'cause I'm an ugly ragdoll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I can be really emotional sometimes, but I get really cold, hard &amp;amp; heartless when I choose not to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I'm a crazy animal lover, esp. for dogs. What do think.. I have 5 of them living under the same roof, but don't make me bathe or clean them up. Ha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Music's my life, it goes wherever I go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) I spent a total of $50 on junk magazines monthly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) A bad habit of buying books but not finishing them. That's when my sista does the finishing job. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Am a fickle-minded, indecisive &amp; hot-tempered person. BUT, I can TOLERATE big time. Enuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) I only like practical stuffies, so no softy toys or flowers unless it's of a significance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) I L.O.V.E being adored by the one and only one in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Water &amp; snow sports absolutely rawks my toes!! Esp. Water ski &amp;amp; snowboarding!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) I live to eat, eat &amp; EAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) When I'm away from home a.k.a S'pore, I prefer to stay at home &amp; be alone in Aussie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) I absolutely CANNOT sleep or live w/o my baby pillow &amp; bolster. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) It takes alot for me to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) I can't get enuff of my life. I'm never contented. To me, there isn't anything that's enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah that's 20 facts abt me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna skip the part abt tagging people.&lt;br /&gt;Never like doing that kinda of stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-113560287339072545?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/113560287339072545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=113560287339072545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/113560287339072545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/113560287339072545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-bored-to-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-113536109707176850</id><published>2005-12-24T04:23:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:03.419+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Back!</title><content type='html'>I'm awfully glad to be home from Japan.&lt;br /&gt;Got back @ about 3am last night.&lt;br /&gt;I'll rate the entire trip @ about... 6.5/10.&lt;br /&gt;So let's start from the top...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum &amp; I started the trip w/o e rest of the family.&lt;br /&gt;I had to accompany her with all the other tai-tais &amp;amp; KIDS.&lt;br /&gt;The ladies &amp; kids started shopping @ Tokyo for 2 nights.&lt;br /&gt;Met up the men (the daddies) &amp; my siblings @ e 3rd night.&lt;br /&gt;Flew to Sapporo for ski-ing &amp;amp; snowboarding.&lt;br /&gt;Freaky cold over there.. and it was snowing.&lt;br /&gt;-40 degrees it was and I fell terribly ill.&lt;br /&gt;Flu, sore throat &amp; bad cough.&lt;br /&gt;We had ski-ing lessons for the 1st timers.&lt;br /&gt;Had such difficulties in it, resulted in tremendous backaches.&lt;br /&gt;hence my preference for snowboarding.&lt;br /&gt;2nd day for snowboarding! Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;3rd on shopping + massage.&lt;br /&gt;4th day was shopping + massage again. Absolutely sinful.&lt;br /&gt;Then it was back to Tokyo for a transit &amp; then it was home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Shopping&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping at Tokyo was fun. But I didn't buy much.Whatever that exists in Japan is considered of a pretty high price. Considering the fact that the hotel we stayed in cost us US$500 per night. I knew I couldn't spend as much as I usually do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Food&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.. I have been waiting to come to this part. Ha. Absolutely fantastic to the extent that I'm gonna swear off sashimi, crabs &amp; beef for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night we had ALL sashimi, which left me... stoned. Enuff said. It was way too much for me to take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another night we had BBQ Kobe Beef. O my God...... the beef MELTS in your mouth. SERIOUSLY, no kidding. It was outta this world man. One hell of a taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another night, we had the huge Alaska crab, you know.. the really huge one!?!? Yes.. there were 17teen of us right.. the moment we arrived, there was 3 HUGE crabs and 6 hairy crabs awaiting on the table for us.......... HEAVEN baby! And then we had crab porridge, crab tempura. Excessive amt of CRABS! And.. the meal totalled up to.... US$280 per person. So just counting my family.. 5 of us... the meal costed us $1400!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;The Company&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people I went with on the trip were my Dad's friends. With these awfully freaking rich gang... everything came with royalty. Ha. That was the good part la. Best hotel stays in Japan, shopping areas, special privileges, private translator, chauffeur.... What more can you ask for. And of cos.. the FOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... you know what's crazy.. 17 of us right. We ended up with 36 baggages.....!!!! seriously. it's madness.. Imagine the amount of porters!? Why? Cause.. too much shopping.. &amp; each family brought back an Alaska Crab, 2kg of Kobe Beef.. in which just 2kg of beef cost us 700bucks. So my mum told me to savour the beef in my mouth as long as I can before I swallow it.. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the excessive amount of baggages, we delayed the flight from Sapporo back to Tokyo. It was delayed for an hour. The girl dealing with our check-ins literally went crazy checking in for 17 ppl with 34 baggages. It created a big hoo-ha. My dad was standing at the counter for 2 hrs. Thankfully, he knew someone in the Japan Airlines that manage smoke through everything and got us though. Our flight was supposedly @ 1.40pm and the checking in was finished at 2pm. *peng* It was that crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we thought everything was done. Then, bad weather conditions over @ tokyo and our plane might not be able to land at the airport and we might have to land in another domestic one, which was a big problem. 'Cause our flight back to Singapore was in less than 2 hrs. We were totally screwed. But thankfully, we manage to get to the original airport in Tokyo. BUT then again, our flight to Sg was again delayed... for no reasons. And we were all exhausted with the fooling around of the flights. But I'm glad to be home la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-113536109707176850?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/113536109707176850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=113536109707176850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/113536109707176850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/113536109707176850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2005/12/back.html' title='Back!'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-113464912557486914</id><published>2005-12-15T23:12:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:03.291+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving for Japan.</title><content type='html'>I don't much time to blog!&lt;br /&gt;But i'm gonna squeeze all I can,&lt;br /&gt;with the few mins I have.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going... already!&lt;br /&gt;And it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Haven't stop whinning for the past hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Of how much I DO NOT wanna go. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... overall, yesterday was fun with the gers.&lt;br /&gt;Started off bad... @ Phuture.&lt;br /&gt;It's as bad as ever la.&lt;br /&gt;Bad crowd &amp; music.&lt;br /&gt;Missed the Aussie gang.&lt;br /&gt;But I saw a few peeps that made my night.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went off for a better night @ Gotham Penthouse.&lt;br /&gt;Great place. Nice bouncer. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Loved the interior &amp;amp; music.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy indian Djs. Cocky jokes.&lt;br /&gt;Table-top dancing. Weird crowd.&lt;br /&gt;But we had our fun.&lt;br /&gt;So yep, it all turned out well. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, i'm going, i'm going!&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. 7hrs of.... Bleahz.&lt;br /&gt;Adios. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-113464912557486914?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/113464912557486914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=113464912557486914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/113464912557486914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/113464912557486914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2005/12/leaving-for-japan.html' title='Leaving for Japan.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-113449235010150314</id><published>2005-12-14T03:10:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:03.197+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Van.</title><content type='html'>Met up with Van today.&lt;br /&gt;I missed that ger.&lt;br /&gt;Had so much to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;So much to gossip, bitch, complain...!&lt;br /&gt;Literally talked or rather in her words,&lt;br /&gt;we &lt;strong&gt;spoke&lt;/strong&gt; to each other for hours. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been such a long time,&lt;br /&gt;since I had a heart-to-heart talk...&lt;br /&gt;with her, or rather anyone, besides one, of cos.&lt;br /&gt;And for so long, I finally felt relieved, and released.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's times like these,&lt;br /&gt;that made me realise how impt friends are.&lt;br /&gt;And how much I have been missing.&lt;br /&gt;But of cos, no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was in place today.&lt;br /&gt;Everything felt good today.&lt;br /&gt;*smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey dear, I'll "cut &amp;amp; paste" the words I spoke today.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you need them,&lt;br /&gt;I'm a call away! Ha.&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget your assignment ya. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-113449235010150314?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/113449235010150314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=113449235010150314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/113449235010150314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/113449235010150314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2005/12/van.html' title='Van.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-113396193320308078</id><published>2005-12-08T00:08:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:02.978+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The case of the Ex.</title><content type='html'>Have been shopping too much lately.&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially down with a shopping-syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;Excessive spending of money. *faints*&lt;br /&gt;And I seriously need self-control!!&lt;br /&gt;$500 - G-Star Jeans.&lt;br /&gt;$120 - Zara Heels.&lt;br /&gt;$800+ - DKNY.&lt;br /&gt;What the hell... You don't realise it that much till....&lt;br /&gt;Till... Actually, I nv realise I could actually spend that much.&lt;br /&gt;But I did. And that's only the expenditure for the last 2 days!&lt;br /&gt;Bugger! I've decided NOT to bring out my cards.&lt;br /&gt;JUST cash. Yep. Hope this lasts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a total spolit brat. Bleahz.&lt;br /&gt;BUT! I love this damn feeling!&lt;br /&gt;Glad to be one. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;O wells, life can't be any better than the way it is now right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's up tml...&lt;br /&gt;Conversion of licence.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch with mum &amp; sis AGAIN...&lt;br /&gt;THEN.. moving on to more shopping!&lt;br /&gt;WooHoo.. Hey that's what my mum said ok.&lt;br /&gt;NOT ME. (Not my fault!) *evil laughs*&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; (the unwanted guest or reader or whatever you are),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what? I have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; you don't.&lt;br /&gt;Something you will NOT have.&lt;br /&gt;Something you can NEVER have.&lt;br /&gt;So... BACK OFF.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-113396193320308078?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/113396193320308078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=113396193320308078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/113396193320308078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/113396193320308078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2005/12/case-of-ex.html' title='The case of the Ex.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-113363024551056217</id><published>2005-12-04T04:17:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:02.874+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/20/1894/640/eek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/20/1894/320/eek.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken during dinner today. Jap food filled me to the brim&lt;br /&gt;and daddy still had to force this fried oyster down my throat.&lt;br /&gt;My expression tells it all. Haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-113363024551056217?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/113363024551056217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=113363024551056217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/113363024551056217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/113363024551056217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2005/12/taken-during-dinner-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-113362544550532257</id><published>2005-12-04T02:43:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:01.820+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink is the new black.</title><content type='html'>Peeps, my cell no. has once again revived!&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo! Yeah I got over the loss of my phone le.&lt;br /&gt;Finally. It has of cos been replaced by another love.&lt;br /&gt;Lemme tell you, Pink is the new Black.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I'm crazy over pink.&lt;br /&gt;It has nv been my colour.&lt;br /&gt;But lately, my world's so pink-ish.&lt;br /&gt;One's totally amused by how pinkie I've turned into.&lt;br /&gt;Eek, I feel like some bimbo. Bleahz.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm only into it, cause it's just different.&lt;br /&gt;At least for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm! So yep. I just got home.&lt;br /&gt;And guess what, I drove home!!&lt;br /&gt;Nothing big a deal,&lt;br /&gt;but my dad finally allowed me to drive.&lt;br /&gt;Know how hard it is to freaking convince him.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, he just doesn't trust me la.&lt;br /&gt;But he gave in, after much pleading.&lt;br /&gt;He just fears that I'd ram the car into the drain.&lt;br /&gt;Like HE did, when my granddaddy got him...&lt;br /&gt;a SPORTS car for his first car...!!&lt;br /&gt;Stupid him, what a waste! And it landed in the drain.&lt;br /&gt;Ah haha. HEY, I'm different from him ok! Hrmp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need (no, rephrase, I WANT) to get...&lt;br /&gt;- many many pairs of shoes, heels, pumps, whatever!&lt;br /&gt;- a watch!! (desperate NEED + WANT)&lt;br /&gt;- a bag... Many actually.&lt;br /&gt;- pair of new jeans.&lt;br /&gt;- a tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-113362544550532257?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/113362544550532257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=113362544550532257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/113362544550532257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/113362544550532257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2005/12/pink-is-new-black.html' title='Pink is the new black.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7671414.post-113353142001416878</id><published>2005-12-03T00:35:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:27:01.689+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost phone.</title><content type='html'>Everything started out fine today.&lt;br /&gt;Had my fav chicken rice @ Far East.&lt;br /&gt;Went window shopping again.&lt;br /&gt;Bought Saw II movie tickets.&lt;br /&gt;All excited &amp; ready to catch it.&lt;br /&gt;Got into the cinema...&lt;br /&gt;Then boom...&lt;br /&gt;the worst thing that could ever happened.&lt;br /&gt;I lost my cell. In the cabbie,&lt;br /&gt;Although I tot I checked e cab b4 I alighted.&lt;br /&gt;It's not the phone that I was upset or depressed about.&lt;br /&gt;It was everything that it contained.&lt;br /&gt;The messages, the pictures, the videos &amp; the numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole day went down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;I cried several times like a crying baby, a spolit-brat...&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't just the phone. Really.&lt;br /&gt;Heart aches just thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;And I ended up quarreling with one,&lt;br /&gt;Cause of my mood... Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry dear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it all depends on Daddy,&lt;br /&gt;on whether he's willing to get me a new one.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause he might not.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing him, he prolly wants to punish me for losing it.&lt;br /&gt;He'd definitely say it's not the cost of the phone.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter how cheap it is,&lt;br /&gt;it's the fact that you're not careful enough.&lt;br /&gt;Blah, blah.. his principles.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz. Let's just wait &amp; see la huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So peeps, for now...&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially uncontactable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7671414-113353142001416878?l=tattooed-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/feeds/113353142001416878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7671414&amp;postID=113353142001416878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/113353142001416878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7671414/posts/default/113353142001416878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattooed-love.blogspot.com/2005/12/lost-phone.html' title='Lost phone.'/><author><name>Ragdoll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
