<?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-10655421</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:44:07.504+08:00</updated><category term='sleep'/><category term='misses'/><category term='brain'/><category term='mugmode'/><title type='text'>coincidence of illusion</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>wendyyong</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>215</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10655421.post-3429951618996842013</id><published>2008-08-21T13:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T13:59:29.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;these are the boring days at work that results to channeling thoughts to the blog.&lt;br /&gt;though i know i have exactly nothing to channel. the constant surfing of the net, online shopping and nothing else drives me crazy. because i seemingly can't get down to reading my notes are any other more informative stuff online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMACK ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wait for the results are driving me crazy. So are many other ra&lt;/span&gt;ndom stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-3429951618996842013?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/3429951618996842013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=3429951618996842013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/3429951618996842013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/3429951618996842013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2008/08/boring-days.html' title='boring days'/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-3042916508018617757</id><published>2008-08-20T11:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T11:16:57.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;why am i ever EVER whining like a spoilt brat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;as much as i hate to say, i really hate you because you make me hate myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;not that i have ever known, i never knew this side of me existed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i hate to whine and whine and ask for nonsense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;despite constant reminders of nots and stop, i can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and i really appreciate your help for saying no and getting all irritate and screaming 'what you want? just keep whining?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i see exactly how irritated you are and it scares the brain stiff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;do you still love me?&lt;/em&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/10655421-3042916508018617757?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/3042916508018617757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=3042916508018617757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/3042916508018617757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/3042916508018617757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2008/08/why-am-i-ever-ever-whining-like-spoilt.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-7816555699454322691</id><published>2008-08-06T14:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T14:48:39.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Did I also forget that I went skinny dipping at the hot spring and Dr. Fish Spa in Korea? Splendid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I fell in love with benefit cosmetics.&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/10655421-7816555699454322691?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/7816555699454322691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=7816555699454322691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/7816555699454322691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/7816555699454322691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2008/08/did-i-also-forget-that-i-went-skinny.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-4260357882846987838</id><published>2008-08-06T14:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T14:42:39.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 months after</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The last post was posted almost three months ago. In between now and then I did a million incoherent things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I bought a kenwood mixer and got my ass down to baking but failed miserably. Mom and I, along with many others begin to suspect if I was a girl. Then I stupidly cut the curls away that lasted barely three months and had it short, grew long and i went for another trim and it has grown long again. Now, i miss them or rather the hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;While the hair was growing, we headed to Korea and developed a freaking disgusting tannline on my feet because of the scorching sun one day at everland. Fell in love with the bear museum and started using laneige. Saw only clothes and forgot about krispykremes. Got myself back to Singapore after 8 kimchi days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(I've lost all skills to write in prose form)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As usual, i became a loser and locked myself up at home playing Sims 2 and mahjong-ing all day long. Spend my lifelong savings on shopping. Got myself plenty of new clothes and a Katie. Started to whine about how broke i am and saved again. Then came the idea of having an annual getaway with the bunniehunny. This year, we the broke kids are heading the Bintan, Angsana Resort. But who's kidding what, i am changing USD for it so i could go there for a million spas and massages which i so freaking look forward. As the release of results draw near, I have decided this shall be a treat for passing the exams. HAHA. Guess what? I doubt the ability to proceed to year 2. I FREAKING DON'T WANNA SPEND ANOTHER TEN THOU!!! Alright, 3 whole months of frolicking around, lying to friends that i am sorry i have no time and other plans was all really because I needed this time to myself. Because work, study, family, friends and bunny is no mean feat. In fact, i hate it because I am such a Wendy person. In the pass 2 months, the only people i met up with is Jas, Vera, Nimiqoh and that's about it. Went for a cruise with Dad and jackpot-ed quite a bit, not me, DAD. And school started and i wondered why the heck am i doing Introduction to Business and Management. But i suppose it's okay cause i love to write. In this super incoherent manner but my lecturer says i give clear expressions. Before i forget, I found out how guys can be so petty and weird that they specifically need a code between them. So old skool? NO, so primary school. Still, i suppose i was the idiot that cause a row between them. Oh well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hi, this is Wendy your loner friend.(:&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/10655421-4260357882846987838?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/4260357882846987838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=4260357882846987838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/4260357882846987838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/4260357882846987838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2008/08/3-months-after.html' title='3 months after'/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-1936987007937246386</id><published>2008-05-17T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T23:15:34.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sometimes, we obviously do hope things never change. inevitably, that never happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;please erase all thoughts of me forgetting you. the missing will NEVER cease.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate accounting and i miss the boy in the field and his little pood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been wondering, ten years down the road when i read back on these posts am i still going to remember everything that i am trying put across here? the content are all so damn vague.&lt;br /&gt;at times there's really this urge to spell every single detail but there's this odd sense of fear that other's will know what's up in my life.&lt;br /&gt;alright, please in the first place who reads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JL: eh, so what are you up to this weekend? next paper's in one weeks' time.&lt;br /&gt;W: err.. i think i am heading out with my mommy.&lt;br /&gt;JL: huh? why every week also mommy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;i got no friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;HAHAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-1936987007937246386?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/1936987007937246386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=1936987007937246386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/1936987007937246386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/1936987007937246386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2008/05/sometimes-we-obviously-do-hope-things.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-7931234588264828699</id><published>2008-05-14T15:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T15:32:38.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_soH-VUuFv-g/SCqU8qqfeYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/QGpBYs9IIAY/s1600-h/P4030048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200132489718233474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_soH-VUuFv-g/SCqU8qqfeYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/QGpBYs9IIAY/s400/P4030048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss nothing less or more of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-7931234588264828699?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/7931234588264828699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=7931234588264828699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/7931234588264828699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/7931234588264828699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2008/05/miss-nothing-less-or-more-of-it.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_soH-VUuFv-g/SCqU8qqfeYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/QGpBYs9IIAY/s72-c/P4030048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10655421.post-7245681356554300637</id><published>2008-04-24T16:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T16:57:29.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey there.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i have nothing to blog about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i really miss you so.):&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/10655421-7245681356554300637?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/7245681356554300637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=7245681356554300637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/7245681356554300637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/7245681356554300637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2008/04/hey-there.html' title='hey there.'/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-3308806136555626686</id><published>2008-03-03T13:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T13:20:11.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i am losing my writing skills in prose form.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;there are so much that i wanna put up here, yet a part of me just want to keep things short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i am thankful for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i don't know how i can thank you for being around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and even though the last time we really met up was almost two years back, i am glad that things haven't changed a single bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we could still communicate with no barriers or feeling awkward and that makes me sure about the term friends forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i thank you for being there when i'm through my most trying times and that till now, you could still speak to me about it knowing that what i need most is to talk about things over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and to me that was a huge loss that time will never never erase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-3308806136555626686?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/3308806136555626686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=3308806136555626686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/3308806136555626686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/3308806136555626686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-am-losing-my-writing-skills-in-prose.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-4447744447242364630</id><published>2008-01-16T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T12:04:56.690+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misses'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;if you get there before i do, don't give up on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'll meet you when my chores are through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i don't know how long i'll be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but i am not going to let you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;darling wait and see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;in between now and then till i see you again i will be loving you, love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;not a second passes without me missing you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you kor kor. i wish nothing happened, ever happened&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-4447744447242364630?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/4447744447242364630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=4447744447242364630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/4447744447242364630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/4447744447242364630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2008/01/if-you-get-there-before-i-do-dont-give.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-1537528373233023947</id><published>2008-01-10T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T15:09:26.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my time stood still the day i turned twenty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it will take forever and ever to move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;iloveyoukor.always and forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-1537528373233023947?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/1537528373233023947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=1537528373233023947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/1537528373233023947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/1537528373233023947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-time-stood-still-day-i-turned-twenty.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-6986050210870045512</id><published>2007-11-29T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T15:27:42.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fats.</title><content type='html'>bowl of cornflakes.burgerking breakfast.currypuff.papaya.beehoon. all in less than 4hours.&lt;br /&gt;hello tummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i can't help but to think you are really weird fgf. hurry off to study and stop hogging the com thinking about your shrek!!hahah. i am wondering if you will happen to read this. but anyhow, i am somehow excited for your post exams so i could see you again. but i am so upset we can't head for zoukout.zzzz..sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-6986050210870045512?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/6986050210870045512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=6986050210870045512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/6986050210870045512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/6986050210870045512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2007/11/fats.html' title='fats.'/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-6651029797507306188</id><published>2007-11-06T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T14:57:19.284+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mugmode'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i've been oddly talking to my brain again, in an oddly sad mood. but i am glad to have you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and so i wonder what have i done with my time and i realise nothing but just rotting it away, sleeping, shopping, and day-dreaming. i need to get back to my books. still constantly procrastinating. my lectures are almost spent in the question marks mode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;read my texts for finance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;do my practice for a/cs; cash flow statements, b/s and pL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;indifference preference thy, isoquant/isocosts, pc tut.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-6651029797507306188?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/6651029797507306188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=6651029797507306188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/6651029797507306188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/6651029797507306188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2007/11/ive-been-oddly-talking-to-my-brain.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-7711586120189720456</id><published>2007-11-05T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T10:39:17.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i wanna be mummy's baby again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i hate it when she takes my stuff without asking and especially when i wanna use it that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;FUCKINGBITCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;iamanangstykidthis morning.&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/10655421-7711586120189720456?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/7711586120189720456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=7711586120189720456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/7711586120189720456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/7711586120189720456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-wanna-be-mummys-baby-again.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-70690312295506083</id><published>2007-10-31T10:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T11:24:45.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;remember back in elementary days, your english class teacher always forced you to write a composition on 'what's your future ambition?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and then i thought, 'i wanna be a doctor! save lives.' i happily penned in down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;only to realise halfway through that that wasn't really what i aspired to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;midway through life, i got hooked onto a particular 'hk lawyer' kinda show and i changed my mind. now i wanna be a lawyer. and then i started reading the papers. and i wanna be those that helped fought the bad. i was evolving into a evil soul. and then i turned 19, i was about to take my a levels and i realised that i was in deep shit because i never passed a single paper in jc except econs. i went to the bank one saturday morning and i met a financial consultant. i changed my mind yet again. i told myself i was going to be one or some economic analyst nonsense. and i set myself on this. and then these days, someone keeps coming to me and influence me on his bold idea to set up a high end boutique selling all the materials we always wanted and i am stuck between.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;why is it that we always waver in our determination?&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/10655421-70690312295506083?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/70690312295506083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=70690312295506083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/70690312295506083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/70690312295506083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2007/10/remember-back-in-elementary-days-your.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-6353523554206209419</id><published>2007-10-30T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T14:18:22.977+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mental note.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i am such a pig, i sleep so much till i made someone angry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STOP SLEEPING.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;aaahhney, wendy's sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-6353523554206209419?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/6353523554206209419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=6353523554206209419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/6353523554206209419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/6353523554206209419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2007/10/mental-note.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-8704356810317170064</id><published>2007-10-22T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T15:46:24.359+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brain'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i am just beginning to wonder where all that insecurities came from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wend: i hate all these la. why must all these disgusting memories keep flooding back to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;brain: eh.. it's definitely not your fault. you are just being cautious, protecting yourself silly darling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wend: but everyone's moved on, no one remember these things like i do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;brain: hm.. then move on too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wend: its so hard to. i am just feeling so God damn insecure. it feels like its default.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;brain: get a grip wendy. you are move lovely than you think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;wend: do you reckon that i enjoy questioning myself half the time. i wish i had higher self esteem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;it begins right now brain. help me and i love you brain so much. half time for destroying me by not helping me to think rationally and to remember the oddest of happenings, a quarter of the time insulting me so i could improve myself which always end up futile. and the other 3/4 of the quarter for dreaming hard enough to get me going and the last bit to help remember knowledge. you will never comprehend the love i have for you, my pea brain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;brain: fuckyou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;wend: i hate you just as much as i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;brain: hem and haw queen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;new found best friend. BRAIN.&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/10655421-8704356810317170064?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/8704356810317170064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=8704356810317170064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/8704356810317170064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/8704356810317170064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-am-just-beginning-to-wonder-where-all.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-4063080919904734105</id><published>2007-10-17T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T16:11:34.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIME TRAVELLING DEVICE pleassseee..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i miss somuch. iam so notemo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-4063080919904734105?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/4063080919904734105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=4063080919904734105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/4063080919904734105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/4063080919904734105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2007/10/time-travelling-device-pleassseee.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-2845950809959344956</id><published>2007-10-15T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T15:06:18.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aaahhney!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we are going to have a Chow Chow named Woody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and name our daughter Roxanne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(all because my seven's and mulberry's model is named this.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but watty says Roxanne sounds cool because Roxanne Lee Rocks. and we are so excited over this even though its ten years down the road with the unexpected that could happen in this decade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;our son will still be called Donatelle, named after Ninja turtles Donatello the purple one. Wendy likes purple. till we find a better name...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Michelangelo sounds way to odd for a baby boy's name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Donatelle's cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Roxanne X 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Camper polka dottys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Ctryrd tops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;QUITDREAMINGBITCH!!!&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/10655421-2845950809959344956?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/2845950809959344956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=2845950809959344956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/2845950809959344956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/2845950809959344956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2007/10/aaahhney-we-are-going-to-have-chow-chow.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-7079353683668362678</id><published>2007-10-04T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T10:15:18.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;in the light of the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;is there anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh it has begun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh dear, you look so lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;eyes are red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and tears are shed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this world you must've crossed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you don't know me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and you don't even care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;she said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you don't know me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and you don't wear my chains, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;essential yet appealed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;carry all your thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;across an open field,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;when flowers gaze at you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;they're not the only ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;who cry when they see you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you don't know me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and you don't even care, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh yeah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you don't know me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and you don't wear my chains, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;she said i think i'll go to boston.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i think i'll start a new life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i think i'll start it over, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;where no one knows my name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'll get out of california, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm tired of the weather,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i think i'll get a lover and fly them out to spain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i think i'll go to boston.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i think that i'm just tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i think i need a new town, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to leave this all behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i think i need a sunrise, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm tired of sunset,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i hear it's nice in the summer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;some snow would be nice, oh yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you don't know me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and you don't even care, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh yeah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;boston, where no one knows my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;where no one knows my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;where no one knows my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;boston, where no one knows my name.&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/10655421-7079353683668362678?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/7079353683668362678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=7079353683668362678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/7079353683668362678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/7079353683668362678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2007/10/in-light-of-sun-is-there-anyone-oh-it.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-6480658249017971011</id><published>2007-09-27T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T11:55:32.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;its so sickening when others decide for you that no errors are to be made in your life. not that i have none but it gets on my nerves when they decide to tell you, 'hey wendy, look. we can't afford to have mistakes. really.' and then they stare at you with that sympathetic look like as though you are beyong recognition and what you are made off. and then they turn around and say, 'season for mistakes?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;sometimes, i find this so hard to carry on. thankfully for new random ppl i meet in sch once in a while. i just can't seem to comprehend everything that's going on. i wish for a genie that has no limitations to give me what i WANT. more than just this. i wanna study like a normal teen. pleasssee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i wish i was more more more firm on my decisions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-6480658249017971011?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/6480658249017971011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=6480658249017971011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/6480658249017971011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/6480658249017971011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-so-sickening-when-others-decide-for.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-8227774884478667422</id><published>2007-09-13T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T15:12:20.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;finally did my first online shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i got hooked up.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;kudos to miss jasmine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and i am contemplating to change to livejournal. just signed up for facebook. damn intereactive but is perpetually filled with rubbish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;meeting the turtles this sat. yippies!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;someone's birthday is arriving in a month. and i feel so helpless about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and i am finally learning new stuff in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;modules for the term, poa, pbf, intro to econs (read: 7 different types of ppf curves).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i could see my past right now.&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/10655421-8227774884478667422?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/8227774884478667422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=8227774884478667422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/8227774884478667422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/8227774884478667422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2007/09/finally-did-my-first-online-shopping.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-8338730524948463518</id><published>2007-09-04T17:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T17:38:45.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wend: eh! why you like that one (whining,) ? come UP and hug me la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wats: no you come down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wend: no you come up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wats: no you come down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wend: why? you come up la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wats: the bed is very creaky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wend: HUH?! bad excuse!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wats: it's easier to roll down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;suggesting that i am round now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;was found on rocky, ROCKY roads a few days back. apparently self proclaimed by wendy. nvm. and so we got out and tried to catch hairspray ystd but to no avail cos its freaking school holidays and all the little kids neglect their studies and trying to get into the holiday mood which results only the first three rows available for purchasing. oh whatever! so in the end, we didn't catch the show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;on another note, i am beginning to feel super sick of work because of some random colleague which totally pisses me of most of the time. i have never seen a guy so paranoid than him. somehow, i just feel that no matter how much you try to deny or cover it up, it doesn't seem to work. okay it doesn't. somehow, the essence of it just leaks through. ( i am making it sound like food now) o well. i don't wanna spoil my own mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i am trying desperately to save money. my expenses every 2 weeks is 200 dollars. doesn't it just sound so perfect. its sucking me dry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-8338730524948463518?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/8338730524948463518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=8338730524948463518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/8338730524948463518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/8338730524948463518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2007/09/wend-eh-why-you-like-that-one-whining.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-2045615448192840289</id><published>2007-08-16T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T12:14:27.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i am dying to post up pictures but i have none.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i am dying to finish up my story but i have no inspiration or whatsoever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(no will to even type down what i have written during lessons)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i feel damn like going overseas to study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the chronicles of wats's army life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wats: yup. oh. you take care ar. if not weekend no need to swim already. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wend: hahah. ok(: you really bringing me t swim? i was thinkin of cycling. i am so fickle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wats: well it's up to you. but can we do something less tedious? haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wend: hahah why? cycling very tedious meh? hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wats: yup. can do something more relaxing? hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;army suss out the lazy bugs in them so terribly that leisure cycling becomes a tedious act.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hmmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-2045615448192840289?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/2045615448192840289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=2045615448192840289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/2045615448192840289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/2045615448192840289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-dying-to-post-up-pictures-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-5972662568460790687</id><published>2007-08-10T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T14:20:09.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;terribly&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SALTY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OILY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a bowl of sesame paste which was nice but equally disgusting halfway through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i can never never keep up with my diet program&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;grrs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HATE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cpf seriously sucks half your damn pay away. pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;angry kid in store.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-5972662568460790687?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/5972662568460790687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=5972662568460790687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/5972662568460790687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/5972662568460790687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2007/08/terribly-salty-and-oily-lunch.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-3482964087633632172</id><published>2007-08-07T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T15:09:04.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>koka tomato marinara or thai tom yum for lunch tmr?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-3482964087633632172?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/3482964087633632172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=3482964087633632172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/3482964087633632172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/3482964087633632172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2007/08/koka-tomato-marinara-or-thai-tom-yum.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-4269910789148821556</id><published>2007-08-01T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T11:41:00.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel like an emo nemo now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could blog this in a language no one understood. but anyhow, it doesn't matter since no one really knows that i have a blog and reads it which uh.. pleases me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read a book and i became all emo because of this book. call me stupid, call me dumb but i just can't help but to say it relates a lot to me. other than the fact that i don't have a best friend that lasted me thru five till now.&lt;br /&gt;but isn't it so true that i am turning twenty in four months time yet i still look around for advice, for someone to be there to assure me that what i am doing is right. give me a quick nudge, even the weirdest advice makes me feel better. i still look around to check and see what others are doing, to make sure i am not completely different. why is that i feel like i am the only person confused and concerned about the choices i have made and where i have headed? everywhere i look,i see people getting on with it, being so sure of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can't seem to follow suit.&lt;br /&gt;never mind that, i am starting to feel so confused about what i am doing right now.&lt;br /&gt;GROWUPWENDYANDSTOPWHINING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ihatetotell youthisbutiamnotsureaboutyouanymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;heyiknowiamsowrongbutijustcantadmitcosifidoiamcontradictingmyselfterribly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;whydoyouhavetogosuchmeasures.damn.thesedaysijustdontthinkyouaretheone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anymoremaybeyouneverwerefromthefirstdaytillnowitwasmewhowantedyouback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;andwhydidievendothatwasntitfinewhenyousaidyouwantedtoleaveandiweepedallday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;andsomehowfoundawayoutbutstickedtoyouthenirealisesoonenoughthatitwasfinebeing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;alonecosihavefriendswholovemebutthenyoustuckyourfootinagainandigladlyoblige&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;butdidntknowifitwasrightandwegotonnowalmostayearagain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;butsometimesfeellikethefeelingsaresofadedtheywerenomoreinexistenceand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;nowifinallyrealisethatwhatwedidwassowrongandthatwhenweendedayearandahalfago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;weshouldsimplymoveonnowthefeelingssodeepifinditsohardtoletgo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;wehavehadunfulfilleddreamsthatwhenithinkaboutismileandcringesohard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;feelingloved.realitycheck:wrongdirection.how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-4269910789148821556?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/4269910789148821556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=4269910789148821556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/4269910789148821556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/4269910789148821556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-feel-like-emo-nemo-now.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-6931159574581481990</id><published>2007-08-01T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T10:24:42.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To the most inconsiderate asshole of a friend&lt;br /&gt;            I'm writing this because I know that if I say what I have to say to your face I will probably punch you.&lt;br /&gt;            I don’t know you anymore. I don’t see you any more. All I get is a quick text or a rushed email from you every few days. I know you are busy and I know you have Bethany, but hello? I’m supposed to be your best friend.&lt;br /&gt;            You have no idea what this summer has been like. Since we were kids, we pushed away every single person that could possibly have been out friend until there was only me and you. It’s not that we didn’t want anyone else, it’s just that we didn’t need them. You always had me. I always had you. Now you have Bethany and I have no one.&lt;br /&gt;            Sadly, it looks like you don’t need me any more. I feel like those other people that used to try to become our friends. I know you’re probably not doing it deliberately just as we never did. Anyway, I’m not moaning on how much I hate her, I’m just trying to tell you that I miss you. And that, well… I’m lonely.&lt;br /&gt;            Whenever you cancel nights out, I end up staying home with mum and dad watching TV. Stephanie’s always out and even Kevin has more of a life than I do. It’s so depressing. This was supposed to be our summer of fun. What happened? Can’t you be friends with two people at once?&lt;br /&gt;            I know you have found someone who is extra special, and that you both have a unique ‘bond’, or whatever, that you and I will never have. But we have another bond: we’re best friends. Or does the best friend bond disappear as soon as you meet someone else? Maybe it does, and I just don’t understand that because I haven’t met that ‘somebody special’. I’m not in any hurry to either. I liked things the way they were.&lt;br /&gt;            In a few years’ time, if my name ever comes up you will probably say, ‘Rosie. Now there’s a name I haven’t heard in ages. We used to be best friends. I wonder what she’s doing now; I haven’t seen or thought of her in years!’ you will sound like my mum and dad when they have dinner parties with friends and talk about old times. They mention people I’ve never heard of when they’re talking about some of the most important days of their lives. How could mum’s bridesmaid of twenty years ago be someone she doesn’t even ring up now? Or in dad’s case, how could he not know where his own best friend from school lives?&lt;br /&gt;            Anyway, my point is (I know, I know, there is one), I don’t want to be one of those easily forgotten people, so important at the time, so special, so influential and so treasured, yet years later just a vague face and a distant memory. I want us to be best friends for ever, Alex.&lt;br /&gt;            I’m happy you’re happy, really I am, but I feel like I’ve been left behind. Maybe our time has come and gone. Maybe your time is now meant to be spent with Bethany. And if that’s the case I won’t bother sending you this letter then what am I doing. Still writing? Ok, I’m going now and I’m ripping these muddled thoughts up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Your friend,&lt;br /&gt;            Rosie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ripped this out of a book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-6931159574581481990?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/6931159574581481990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=6931159574581481990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/6931159574581481990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/6931159574581481990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2007/08/to-most-inconsiderate-asshole-of-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-1868912348482025080</id><published>2007-07-25T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T13:50:44.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's lunch break again.&lt;br /&gt;let's just see what i have eaten, islandcreamery's cookies and cream. ramen no.100 and a digestive biscuit from m&amp;s.&lt;br /&gt;i reckon this is what accounts to me forsaken weight and size these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was at the dental clinic ystd and guess what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eh wendy, ni yue bian yue fei leh. bie ren fang braces slim down leh, how you put on weight??" the dental asst EXCLAIMED.&lt;br /&gt;" huh? really ar? die !!"&lt;br /&gt;"your friends never tell you that you are putting on weight?"&lt;br /&gt;" yes! many did. even my mum and i can't fit into my clothes anymore. i am really up set about it. shit!!"&lt;br /&gt;"never mind la. you look very quite like that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the happier note, i can take off the chunks of metals real sooon.(:&lt;br /&gt;which means no more help from it to slim down. i will work things out with the fats on my own. ASAP. the week before i kept to me exercising regime, then last i was down with fever and this, enormity appetite is back. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW HOW HOW?! how to go back to 49? i am so many kgs away now!! i feel so depressed by my weight man.&lt;br /&gt;i need to watch the amt i eat seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise nearly every post is about how fat i am. i am wondering how i did it last year. losing 3 kg in a month i think. grrs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FATTY BOM BOM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-1868912348482025080?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/1868912348482025080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=1868912348482025080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/1868912348482025080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/1868912348482025080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-lunch-break-again.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-5874760330325265758</id><published>2007-07-19T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T09:38:58.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>these days i write a post and then i decide not to post it.&lt;br /&gt;i think i am mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart's full of misses for many friends(animals)&lt;br /&gt;wabbit, turtles and then canned dice...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-5874760330325265758?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/5874760330325265758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=5874760330325265758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/5874760330325265758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/5874760330325265758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2007/07/these-days-i-write-post-and-then-i.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-4336741866198313485</id><published>2007-07-17T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T17:28:01.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i always feel very much of an idiot in front of the com till these days when i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;start to do more(in my perspective) intellectual stuff with the com like using&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the excel sheet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;EFFICIENTLY(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;new skilled learnt. plus bucks flowing in to the cash machine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i feel so down and out these days cause of the persistent fever and swelling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;throat. i think my tonsils are inflammed, maybe very.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;these days i rattle on and on. i reckon i really miss people whom i can talk to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;for hours and hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but everyone's so preoccupied with their lives a meet up seems so impossible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;right now.):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dear God, give us all a common 'free' day. &lt;strong&gt;AMEN&lt;/strong&gt;!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-4336741866198313485?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/4336741866198313485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=4336741866198313485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/4336741866198313485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/4336741866198313485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-always-feel-very-much-of-idiot-in.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-7043712208268541905</id><published>2007-07-13T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T15:59:12.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;someone said i have a different type of school experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but many a times i wished i had the same...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;finished lunch just a while ago had Crystal Jade Korean ginseng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;or whatever restaurant. the saba fish was good(: then i had island creamery's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cookies and cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my hands are still freezing and i am really sleepy now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAWNS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-7043712208268541905?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/7043712208268541905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=7043712208268541905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/7043712208268541905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/7043712208268541905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2007/07/someone-said-i-have-different-type-of.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-6818474276374467735</id><published>2007-07-12T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T15:14:01.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;realised that i am bored already?(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LUNCH- velvety mushroon stragnoff from soup spoon(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;                2 cups of HOT milo (turns cold on my desk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i feel like a fcuking fat bitch now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i never kept up with my exercising regime!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;GOD! kill me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the weekends are ahead...&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/10655421-6818474276374467735?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/6818474276374467735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=6818474276374467735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/6818474276374467735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/6818474276374467735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2007/07/realised-that-i-am-bored-already-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-752836213502842847</id><published>2007-07-11T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T14:38:14.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just done with lunch. had some rice, french beans, curry veg and steamed egg.&lt;br /&gt;sounds like a healthy lunch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think everyone can tell i am really bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-752836213502842847?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/752836213502842847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=752836213502842847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/752836213502842847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/752836213502842847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2007/07/just-done-with-lunch.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-5248707848361731983</id><published>2007-07-11T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T10:45:55.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i am starting to blog very often because i have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;absolutly nothing to do at work right now and the rest of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PLEASE LET ME DIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;for the first time in my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i polished a pair of boots. man, it was shiny.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and for a long time, i fell asleep instantly on bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and for the many times, i miss the turtles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;when do we meet again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;hmmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-5248707848361731983?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/5248707848361731983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=5248707848361731983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/5248707848361731983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/5248707848361731983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-am-starting-to-blog-very-often.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-396335004712851059</id><published>2007-07-10T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T15:48:42.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;staring real hard at this screen feeling the weirdest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;of all days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the post-it on the cpu sees a dog laying down dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CAPTION: God, get me through this day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;energy is seeping away from me every other moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and like this comic strip i certainly need God to help &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;me through this forsaken tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the office is cold and everyone has things to do EXCEPT me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm fcuking bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but there isn't much of a choice since i'm 2days old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the comic writes: wednesday, please let me die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm so sure about this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm in an author's mood today. hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;-i'm so fat i need to diet/exercise very badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-396335004712851059?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/396335004712851059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=396335004712851059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/396335004712851059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/396335004712851059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2007/07/staring-real-hard-at-this-screen.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-5255549971642869522</id><published>2007-07-03T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T19:44:23.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;mid-life crisis?! mid-teen crisis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;led a life that was hardly mine alone. i miss the turtles terribly. what happened to us? when our lives were once so closely knitted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;gone separate ways but i can't help smiling when i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;reminisce&lt;/span&gt; on our sleepovers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i wish i had never knocked out then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;girl, don't you miss it? where have you been too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-5255549971642869522?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/5255549971642869522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=5255549971642869522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/5255549971642869522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/5255549971642869522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2007/07/mid-life-crisis-mid-teen-crisis.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-4673090041832601225</id><published>2007-05-28T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T15:22:51.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;its been nearly three months since i last updated. so much of things had happened from a level's results to a trip down to hk, to growing fat and now being rejected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;its getting real depressing to think that my grades couldn't even warrant me a place in a local u. i mean i just feel so unjustified plus its not like i fared badly or anything. its stressing things out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to address a particular turtle, whether you manage to see this or not. i miss us just as much. apparently you seem to be the only one i'm still contacting which is but very very saddening. we'll have to meet up soon. i'm so fcuking depressed now. not having a school is making me more than just terrible. i miss you guys. but but i will make you happy now by posting up something real nice! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;like her, i miss many other individuals too. i'm just so sick of that monotonous life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069508332576203746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_soH-VUuFv-g/RlqC-BUWY-I/AAAAAAAAAAo/1iC5-LPW0Wc/s400/pic+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;how's krispy kreme baby turtle?(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hope it made you smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-4673090041832601225?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/4673090041832601225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=4673090041832601225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/4673090041832601225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/4673090041832601225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-been-nearly-three-months-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_soH-VUuFv-g/RlqC-BUWY-I/AAAAAAAAAAo/1iC5-LPW0Wc/s72-c/pic+033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10655421.post-3598040845074577240</id><published>2007-02-19T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T17:42:46.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so disheveled now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you, i loved you all along&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i miss you, been far away for far too long&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i keep dreaming that you will be with me and you will never know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;stop breathing if i don't see you anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want it i wanna hear you stay &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos i need it, i need to hear you say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that i love you, i loved you all along&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i forgive you, been away for far too long&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so keep dreaming cos i'm not leaving you anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;not leaving, hold onto me never let me go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;keep breathing cos i'm not leaving you anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you boy. so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-3598040845074577240?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/3598040845074577240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=3598040845074577240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/3598040845074577240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/3598040845074577240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-so-disheveled-now.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-2868739194322818010</id><published>2007-02-19T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T17:30:50.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_soH-VUuFv-g/RdluHTZwX6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Rk5AICAThA/s1600-h/SP_A0373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033175130309681058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_soH-VUuFv-g/RdluHTZwX6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Rk5AICAThA/s320/SP_A0373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_soH-VUuFv-g/RdluHTZwX7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/vy0xeXX4Emk/s1600-h/SP_A0375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033175130309681074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_soH-VUuFv-g/RdluHTZwX7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/vy0xeXX4Emk/s320/SP_A0375.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bloodshot eyes.&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/10655421-2868739194322818010?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/2868739194322818010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=2868739194322818010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/2868739194322818010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/2868739194322818010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2007/02/bloodshot-eyes.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_soH-VUuFv-g/RdluHTZwX6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Rk5AICAThA/s72-c/SP_A0373.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10655421.post-116930373161775990</id><published>2007-01-20T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T22:35:31.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my heart's wrenching, how about yours? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm really disappointed with my mom till a point that i'm angry with her, i don't feel like talking to her anymore. and i'm not. i'm really upset. i just can't understand why she doesn't spare a thought for me or put herself in my shoes like she does to others. i just can't understand what's so illogical, and why do they not sympathize with me at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;imagine being twenty without a space. by the way, a bed is not a space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i just can't explain, its been within for years and years. sometimes i wish i never had to grow up so every thing could go my way. sometimes, i wish i am old enough to fend for myself and have my own roof. i hate growing up. especially when your parents think that you are independent enough but they never realise sometimes all you really need is still their care and concern. and you wish they were there all the time to listen to you, be supportive of everything, understand all that's going through but never expecting any in return. still treating you like they were their newborn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i miss being a 5 year old, when they ask you how was your day every night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm selfish but i'm still a kid.&lt;/em&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/10655421-116930373161775990?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/116930373161775990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=116930373161775990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/116930373161775990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/116930373161775990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-hearts-wrenching-how-about-yours-im.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-116852578906795930</id><published>2007-01-11T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T22:29:49.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span &gt;still a very monotonous life and i really dread it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span &gt;BUT i treasure all the times i have after work and off days to meet up with the ladies to rant and whine and just to keep that friendship going. a really short one and a half years. yet it felt like forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span &gt;just yesterday but i'm already missing you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;lost in memories of what's left behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-116852578906795930?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/116852578906795930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=116852578906795930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/116852578906795930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/116852578906795930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2007/01/still-very-monotonous-life-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-116766823259677776</id><published>2007-01-01T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T00:17:12.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;its 2007, my first entry of the year. sad enough, i just got home from work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyhow, celebrations was great at ren's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so 06's gone like a breeze but not much of a breeze. bumpy rides through out and especially since 2005 and 2006 merged into one. so much to mention about but there are just these friends that seem to perfect my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;our friendship fell apart this year but we managed to pull through, and somehow, it makes me confident about telling you that i know this is going to last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;invisible friend.(: nothing's to hard to hide from you or tell you. your shoulder, the lowest yet the warmest.heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mail friend in 2005 is mia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ninjas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the brothers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PLUS...mr wabbit.(: may i just say 06 was disgusting at the start of the year. but then all's well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm embracing 07 with open arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm feelin awkwardly weird, the feeling of uncertainty still looms ahead. still as indecisive but i should just say i really hate working. major backstabbing and stuff like that makes me realise how cruel the real world is. i feel so unsheltered and lonely out there because you seem to be fighting this battle on your own. trust only yourself, we learn ought to shut up. i'm learning. and i hate it. it makes me miss school and all the real faces i see. superficiality in the real world rips my life, i hate it. it makes me want to cry because i miss the girls so much. &lt;strong&gt;i miss true faces and real souls.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-116766823259677776?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/116766823259677776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=116766823259677776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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touch my books. hmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-116399295616475748?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/116399295616475748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=116399295616475748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/116399295616475748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/116399295616475748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2006/11/as-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-116317200328277695</id><published>2006-11-10T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T23:47:48.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;cos i built you a home in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;with rotten wood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;it decayed from the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;i built. and watched it rot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;slowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;but there was nothing there all along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;there was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; there all along&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ENOUGH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-116317200328277695?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/116317200328277695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=116317200328277695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;i guess i should really just have done globalisation which i am so familiar with instead of sci &amp; tech which i &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; prep for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;rahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;i failed to link my pts to quality of life!! who would even have wrote cloning or gm food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;i'm &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dead&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-116251655987733764?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10655421.post-116203439436473696</id><published>2006-10-28T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T19:19:54.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/1600/SP_A0304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/320/SP_A0304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/1600/SP_A0308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/320/SP_A0308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/1600/SP_A0309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/320/SP_A0309.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;you can see how studying makes my eyes from bring small to smaller &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;and face, round to rounder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;DAMN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;i'm so addicted to death note. will the ppl upload them faster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-116203439436473696?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10655421.post-116183301263255487</id><published>2006-10-26T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T11:23:32.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my two front teeth hurts.):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RAHH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;fly away down the lonely roads of yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-116183301263255487?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/116183301263255487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=116183301263255487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/116183301263255487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/116183301263255487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-two-front-teeth-hurts.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-116067499234510640</id><published>2006-10-13T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T01:43:12.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;today's farewell. last day at &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAJC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;class outing was so so fun, for once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;and for sure, i know i'm going to miss all of you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it was good while it lasted.(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-116067499234510640?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/116067499234510640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=116067499234510640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/116067499234510640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/116067499234510640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2006/10/todays-farewell.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-116048244616803208</id><published>2006-10-10T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T20:14:06.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LONG ENTRY ALERT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;was just reading blogs and stuff like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;saw pictures of graduation days of other people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;it suddenly daunt on me that tmr's last day of school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;i can't imagine its been two years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;and memories of first three months still vivid in the mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;absolutely great friends made in these years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;turtles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the ones whom i had my many other first times with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;the ones that stood by me, seeing me skinny and ballooning into a fat ball again and many many more. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;i love you girls so so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;and then came along the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ninjas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;HAHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;fun with all that eating, mahjong and they are just like fellow bitches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;heh. but it was good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;and then we became &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ninja turtles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;hardly interacted with the rest in class, but they certainly have been nice and caring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;i'm looking forward to farewell assembly and the fun we will have then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;but i'm so broke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;then again, i &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;suddenly wish school never had to end.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;the thought of this can just make me cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;RAHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-116048244616803208?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10655421.post-116048187940486810</id><published>2006-10-10T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T20:04:39.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Emotions are &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;messy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuck them neatly away and step into a clean, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;sterile room where the procedure is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;simple&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cut, suture, close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;But sometimes you're faced to a cut that won't heal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;A cut that rips its stitches wide open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-116048187940486810?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/116048187940486810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=116048187940486810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/116048187940486810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/116048187940486810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2006/10/emotions-are-messy.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-116048170333342434</id><published>2006-10-10T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T20:01:43.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if given the chance,&lt;br /&gt;would you choose to keep or erase?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;there's things i never wanna talk about again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm sucha bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;but why are we even together for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;i feel like a fool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;many things make me wonder how important i really am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;like any other girl, i enjoy being treated like one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;i seriously forgot how it feels like to be dating or even be in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;very very simple things shows it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe its not love anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;ever wondered?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;just talking about pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fcuk you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you lied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;i hate you. i hate you for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;i really had enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;enough is enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;i have nothing left much to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-116048170333342434?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/116048170333342434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;honestly, i thought we could make it all the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;barefoot on beaches dancing against the gray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;but stone by stone, the castle crumbled to the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i stood and stared as you started to fall into the waves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;there goes the sun, the oceans away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;because you treat me like crap, i feel like giving up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10655421.post-115959562729854583</id><published>2006-09-30T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T13:53:47.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;alamak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm a dumb kid. i had so much to rant about late last night and yet i chose to sleep. now i have nothing to write about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;am i dumb or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyhow, i'm pleased about my econ results.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and i'm COO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One may think we're alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But we need pills to sleep at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We need lies to make it through the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We're not ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But that's one thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I would never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One thing I would never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's one thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I would never say to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-115959562729854583?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/115959562729854583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=115959562729854583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115959562729854583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115959562729854583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2006/09/alamak.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-115864607290354336</id><published>2006-09-19T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T14:07:52.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;look at the stars, look how they shine for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm addicted.&lt;br /&gt;too, i'm addicted to you.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you've got me hypnotized&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-115864607290354336?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/115864607290354336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=115864607290354336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115864607290354336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115864607290354336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2006/09/look-at-stars-look-how-they-shine-for.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-115825458063388744</id><published>2006-09-15T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T01:23:01.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogger screwed up la&lt;br /&gt;and i can't ta han the lappy. its such an odd ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to hell with prelims. it finally ended&lt;br /&gt;and despite screwing up most papers, okay all. i'm still happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;alamak it's really quit depressing when you get home flip through your notes and realise how much of rubbish you have written in your scripts. damn!&lt;br /&gt;and there's always this last minute thingy that you realise, 'eh.. i know how to do la'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN DAMN DAMN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on a happier note, i'm going tanning with jas tmr!! YAY.&lt;br /&gt;its such rewards that pulls you through such hard times.&lt;br /&gt;it's akin to a war.&lt;br /&gt;and i seem to lose each time on this battle ground ever since my jc years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAIT,&lt;br /&gt;i can't help but rattle on cos i'm so happy about prelims being technically over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i've since quarrelled with some bitch around.&lt;br /&gt;fuck, it really pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;i TOTALLY hate her.&lt;br /&gt;and mommy comes into the picture to make peace but seriously man, it takes one to know one.&lt;br /&gt;you can imagine how disgustingly incorrigible she is.&lt;br /&gt;the word PARASITE comes to best use in such instances.&lt;br /&gt;every night before i sleep, i have to pray that God will remove all my evil thoughts and cleanse my soul and give me i calm and peaceful mind and teach me how to forgive la.&lt;br /&gt;and its all cos of one&lt;br /&gt;seriously it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;you can't imagine how tired it is man&lt;br /&gt;anyone but HER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watson- &lt;em&gt;-fuck off man knnbccb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's up silly? may you not be an angry kid.(:&lt;br /&gt;wrinkled face is not pretty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-115825458063388744?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/115825458063388744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=115825458063388744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115825458063388744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115825458063388744'/><link rel='alternate' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-115756122047478927?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/115756122047478927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=115756122047478927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115756122047478927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115756122047478927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post_07.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10655421.post-115647318266634363</id><published>2006-08-25T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T10:33:02.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"no time for regrets anymore. its the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LAST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hurdle, you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; if you strive..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;someone told me yesterday to make the best of what's left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and i thank her for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and i know she's constantly praying for me and i know i have a friend in her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;a little conversation that became a prep talk in  my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As and Bs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-115647318266634363?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/115647318266634363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=115647318266634363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And take the old ones &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take the old ones out back &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sew them tight at the seams please &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've got so many ripped knees, ripped knees&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i've never been more disappointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-115615258404179836?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/115615258404179836/comments/default' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/1600/SP_A0162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/320/SP_A0162.jpg" 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/10655421-115512553685920076?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/115512553685920076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=115512553685920076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115512553685920076'/><link rel='self' 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style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm choking right along with the words in my throat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm falling back in love with the letter you wrote&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I think that I was wrong, but I guess I don't know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I figure that I'll wait until you tell me so&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;you've been communicating to me through lies.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and lies are all i see in our coming days.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-115512504011738359?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10655421.post-115434365004797826</id><published>2006-07-31T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T19:00:50.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i think i'm sucha fucking loner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;damn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i want days to myself and time alone again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sometimes, its good to be alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;weirdly, i miss my break up days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i hope our papa will feel fine on the demise of her grandmama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we know you're sad, or at least i feel so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm stressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;over my studies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;over my weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;over my pimples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;over the need for extra time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-115434365004797826?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10655421.post-115434194811138328</id><published>2006-07-31T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T18:32:28.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You could be happy and I won't know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you weren't happy the day I watched you go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all the things that I wish I had not said&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are played in loops til it's madness in my head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is it too late to remind you how we were&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not our last days of silent screaming blur&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Most of what I remember makes me sure&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I should've stopped you from walking out the door&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;maybe i shouldn't have stopped you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-115434194811138328?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/115434194811138328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=115434194811138328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/320/SP_A0130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; NYDC at 11.30am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/1600/SP_A0131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/320/SP_A0131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mini GOLDmine wasn't mini at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/1600/SP_A0137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/320/SP_A0137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; buffet brktime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/1600/SP_A0136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/320/SP_A0136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/1600/Pic-0061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/320/Pic-0061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; TMNT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/1600/Pic-0066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/320/Pic-0066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the DUOS.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-115391135455240825?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10655421.post-115391095454136741</id><published>2006-07-26T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T18:49:14.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/1600/SP_A0129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/320/SP_A0129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;island creamery day.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'reverso and cookies&amp;amp;creams is the ultimate mix...' YUMS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-115391095454136741?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/115391095454136741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=115391095454136741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115391095454136741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115391095454136741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2006/07/island-creamery-day.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-115373479686798658</id><published>2006-07-24T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T17:53:16.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm totally feeling like an emo nemo today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;man!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i lost mr elephant. really have no idea where is he!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;): i thought i wouldn't be sad. but i'm feeling way worse than sad now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;where are you mr elephant?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROARS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;someone please tell me where is he?cos i miss that green thing now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;comfort me on my loss! rah&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-115373479686798658?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/115373479686798658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=115373479686798658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115373479686798658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115373479686798658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-totally-feeling-like-emo-nemo-today.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-115373456971059515</id><published>2006-07-24T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T17:49:29.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANGSTY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-115373456971059515?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/115373456971059515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=115373456971059515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115373456971059515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115373456971059515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2006/07/angsty.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-115365469574593146</id><published>2006-07-23T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T19:38:15.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i tell myself every other day that i need to get down to serious mugging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;apparently every day, the words fall on deaf ears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm boggled.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-115365469574593146?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/115365469574593146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=115365469574593146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115365469574593146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115365469574593146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-tell-myself-every-other-day-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-115358492964834118</id><published>2006-07-23T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T00:15:29.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;let's shake and burn, like an addict&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my hearing's dead, only static&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if i said your smiles are all that mattered&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;would you save my life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so why should i take your hand when you can't promise me happiness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-115358492964834118?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/115358492964834118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=115358492964834118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115358492964834118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115358492964834118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2006/07/lets-shake-and-burn-like-addict-my.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-115338896818424569</id><published>2006-07-20T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T17:49:28.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;had an entire afternoon to myself.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm totally loving such days, i can't ask for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a long time since i'd time to myself, and be away from others.&lt;br /&gt;i need &lt;strong&gt;MORE&lt;/strong&gt; time alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know i can't ask for more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm feeling queasy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;like something's up and not right at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;emo nemo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-115338896818424569?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/115338896818424569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=115338896818424569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115338896818424569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115338896818424569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2006/07/had-entire-afternoon-to-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-115329872986023773</id><published>2006-07-19T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T16:45:29.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'ah la ah la adidas.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you always know who says such silly words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bumped into candice this afternoon and we were both just about to go for a swim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;how cool is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;there's always this funny and weird bond between us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and like usual, we both think we are looking more and more haggard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and someone actually suggested meeting up to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;duh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;o well, and school to us is a total &lt;strong&gt;TOTAL&lt;/strong&gt; drag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i need not emphasize more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;HATE&lt;/strong&gt; school. if only i could find a stronger word than hate to describe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PERSEVERE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;there's nothing impossible out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;when do i get to spend a day with my silly someone again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-115329872986023773?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/115329872986023773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=115329872986023773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115329872986023773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115329872986023773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2006/07/ah-la-ah-la-adidas.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-115329823804236902</id><published>2006-07-19T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T16:37:18.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time may take us apart, but I will still love you, I promise.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when the stars, stars are falling&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep calling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I promise that you'll be my one, my only everything&lt;br /&gt;I'll never be untrue&lt;br /&gt;And I promise that for all your love I will do anything&lt;br /&gt;I will give you the stars, I will buy you the moon&lt;br /&gt;Even through the longest of our nights&lt;br /&gt;And even through the darkest days&lt;br /&gt;Our love will find a way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when the stars are falling&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep calling&lt;br /&gt;I will still love you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when your dreams are fading&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will still love you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You were my summer breeze, my winter sun,&lt;br /&gt;my springtime soul (springtime soul), my autumn touch of gold&lt;br /&gt;And you were my sky, my rain,&lt;br /&gt;the earth in which my love goes strong&lt;br /&gt;The smile of my heart and the breath of my soul&lt;br /&gt;Even if we find ourselves apart&lt;br /&gt;We will hold our hopes and dreams&lt;br /&gt;Forever in our hearts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when the stars are falling&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep calling&lt;br /&gt;I will still love you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when your dreams are fading&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will still love you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me how you feel&lt;br /&gt;I finally know how love feels&lt;br /&gt;Tell me if its real&lt;br /&gt;And my heart tells me its real&lt;br /&gt;So real, So real&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when the stars are falling&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep callingI will still love you&lt;br /&gt;And when your dreams are fading&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will still love you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time may take us apart, that's true&lt;br /&gt;But I will always be there for you&lt;br /&gt;You're in my heart, you'll be in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many miles we've seen&lt;br /&gt;I promise you that I won't forget&lt;br /&gt;The day we kissed or the day we met&lt;br /&gt;The sky may fall and the stars may tilt&lt;br /&gt;But I will still, I will still love you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when the stars are falling&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep calling&lt;br /&gt;I will still love you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when your dreams are fading&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting,&lt;br /&gt;I'll still love you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-115329823804236902?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/115329823804236902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=115329823804236902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115329823804236902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115329823804236902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2006/07/time-may-take-us-apart-but-i-will.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-115314293177597814</id><published>2006-07-17T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T21:28:51.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's always this long list of to-do list at the back of my head. but i never get down to doing them.&lt;br /&gt;WHY?!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've absolutely zero discipline ever since i started my jc term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there was QES survey today which i disagreed so much, i think the school will hound me and ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;but that's exactly what i think. not feel, so i'm not irrational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, here's ben &amp; jerry's for you my SMALL chickenator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you'll feel less lousy.(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/1600/SP_A0072.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="320" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/400/SP_A0072.jpg" width="457" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-115314293177597814?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/115314293177597814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=115314293177597814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115314293177597814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115314293177597814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2006/07/theres-always-this-long-list-of-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-115288266986252216</id><published>2006-07-14T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T21:12:33.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;just some short updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught an extremely pretty glimpse of sunset at sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;and had pure fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to island creamery, ben &amp; jerry's&lt;br /&gt;pulut hitam, nutella, riverso, chunky monkey, cookie dough, dublin mudslide.&lt;br /&gt;splendid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got back my very horrendous bt2 results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, it's friday today. and i'm very bored at home.&lt;br /&gt;rah. and silly silly is away.&lt;br /&gt;hm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the sunset. it was pretty simply cause of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-115288266986252216?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/115288266986252216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=115288266986252216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115288266986252216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115288266986252216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2006/07/just-some-short-updates.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-115288218740614438</id><published>2006-07-14T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T21:03:07.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the photos are very jumbled up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/1600/Turts9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/320/Turts9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/1600/SP_A0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/320/SP_A0029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; the house crasher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/1600/SP_A0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/320/SP_A0041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; on college day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/1600/SP_A0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/320/SP_A0033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; an inspiration by Albert Einstein.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/1600/SP_A0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/320/SP_A0063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Guess whose feet? tee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/1600/SP_A0060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/320/SP_A0060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; pulut hitam at island creamery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/1600/SP_A0066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/320/SP_A0066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; b&amp;j's piggin' out day.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/1600/SP_A0061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/320/SP_A0061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; nutella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/1600/SP_A0059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/320/SP_A0059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Riverso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-115288218740614438?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/115288218740614438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=115288218740614438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115288218740614438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115288218740614438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2006/07/photos-are-very-jumbled-up.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-115285579662317802</id><published>2006-07-14T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T13:43:16.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what i do? what i do?&lt;br /&gt;scooby doo be doo.&lt;br /&gt;the silly boy said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't that comical and uh.. cute?(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-115285579662317802?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/115285579662317802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=115285579662317802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115285579662317802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115285579662317802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-i-do-what-i-do-scooby-doo-be-doo.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-115246044078692256</id><published>2006-07-09T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T23:54:00.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the new newton's just fine.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i've been doing lotsa voluntary work this weekend and cause of my fever last night, i failed to catch the third fourth placing. hm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyhow, catch this on you-tube.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hard gay.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm officially very broke and am wondering if i should change my bloggy add.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-115246044078692256?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/115246044078692256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=115246044078692256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115246044078692256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115246044078692256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2006/07/new-newtons-just-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-115209091898683518</id><published>2006-07-05T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T17:15:18.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i've got my new blog skin up which is pretty much of just shifting them around and changing the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm now thinking of chomp chomp on sat night instead. hm..&lt;br /&gt;how CHICKENATOR?&lt;br /&gt;small chickenator is jasmine and i'm the BIG one. literally.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this friday's college day but the school is getting smarter each time.&lt;br /&gt;it's in the evening which means we have school the whole afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;how cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, yve's school is really cool, they are screening the world cup match live in the school cpd and they get to stroll into school at 9 on monday.&lt;br /&gt;unfair unfair!! so unfair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-115209091898683518?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/115209091898683518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=115209091898683518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115209091898683518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115209091898683518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-ive-got-my-new-blog-skin-up-which.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-115184984534753198</id><published>2006-07-02T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T22:17:25.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/1600/SP_A0018_000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/200/SP_A0018_000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i present to you mutated mr wabbit.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-115184984534753198?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/115184984534753198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=115184984534753198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115184984534753198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115184984534753198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-present-to-you-mutated-mr-wabbit.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-115183607999540168</id><published>2006-07-02T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T18:27:59.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my com's alive!&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/1600/SP_A0053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/320/SP_A0053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/1600/SP_A0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/320/SP_A0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/1600/SP_A0054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/320/SP_A0054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/1600/SP_A0050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/320/SP_A0050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/1600/SP_A0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/320/SP_A0026.jpg" 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/10655421-115183607999540168?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10655421.post-115183567462515587</id><published>2006-07-02T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T18:21:14.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/1600/SP_A0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/320/SP_A0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our birthday girl!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/1600/SP_A0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/320/SP_A0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/1600/SP_A0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/320/SP_A0008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the MANGO ice cream cake that taste like the ones from the magnolia uncle.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-115183567462515587?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/115183567462515587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=115183567462515587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115183567462515587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know, there will always only be a silly bear in my woods, no matter what.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he's officially termed the pres of my silly clan.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-115089445218189691?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/115089445218189691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=115089445218189691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115089445218189691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115089445218189691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2006/06/garfields-silly-show.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-115046438681223091</id><published>2006-06-16T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T21:26:26.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and sometimes i really wonder what am i blogging for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyhow, this week's been a little up and down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i've been driftin away a lot from my books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and seriously, i wish i could throw all these thoughts away from my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;first to begin with was vertigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it started the chain rxn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;or maybe even ahead of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it bugs me very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i don't understand why it turned out to be so mind boggling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and i began wondering..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but somethings never changes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm pretty upset over the fact that someone whom i always thought knew me well called me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CHEAP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;somehow, that's not the point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i mean i always thought that we were really close and you knew i wasn't that kind of person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;plus this person probably knew how much he meant to me, even as a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i didn't mind any one calling me a bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but somehow, when it came out from you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it was just so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;alright, i can't describe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and when i was on my way home today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it chanced upon me that i was really really soft hearted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;why did i even bother to forgive someone so much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;when the actions of others wasn't justifiable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but i made a promise to myself to never go again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;by that, i promise that a next mistake would mean a snap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but i realise i made this promise tonnes and tonnes of times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;this time i'm really tired and i just can't imagine having you breach that trust again. but there isn't much trust to begin with. owell. i really feel distant from you. i don't the friends you hang out with anymore. and there really is a lo&lt;strong&gt;t&lt;/strong&gt; of girls around you now. what's more you only sweet talk to these girls but NEVER ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NEVER ME.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M&lt;/strong&gt; just &lt;strong&gt;nothing&lt;/strong&gt; more than a &lt;strong&gt;CHEAP BITCH&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt; grabbed me by the head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-115046438681223091?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/115046438681223091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=115046438681223091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115046438681223091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115046438681223091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2006/06/and-sometimes-i-really-wonder-what-am.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-115011886430066293</id><published>2006-06-12T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T21:27:44.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you ever think about me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you ever cry yourself to sleep? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the middle of the night when you awake, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Are you calling out for me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you ever reminisce? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can't believe I'm acting like this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know it's crazy... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How I still can feel your kiss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's been six months, eight days, twelve hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since you went away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I miss you so much and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't know what to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I should be over you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I should know better but it's just not the case&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's been six months, eight days, twelve hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since you went away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you ever ask about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do your friends still tell you what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Every time the phone rings, Do you wish it was me calling you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you still feel the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Or has time put out the flame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I miss you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Is everything okay? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's hard enough just passing the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When I can't seem to get you off my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And where is the good in goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tell me why, tell me why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's been six months, eight days, twelve hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since you went away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I miss you so much and I don't know what to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I should be over you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I should know better but it's just not the case&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's been six months, eight days, twelve hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since you went away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's really been six months since you went away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-115011886430066293?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/115011886430066293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=115011886430066293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115011886430066293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115011886430066293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2006/06/do-you-ever-think-about-me-do-you-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-115011848700893964</id><published>2006-06-12T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T21:23:42.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i forgot how it felt like to be in your arms suddenly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;that morning you grabbed me hard in the head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you did go out with a girl one on one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it was just a walk to 7/11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you told a girl how much you just feel like seeing her that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;when did you ever tell me that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;how would you have felt if i said that to a guy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;from 6 months ago when you left me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you ever wondered how i felt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;when you left me all alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i picked myself up and you returned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i was overwhelmed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;time went by, so quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;several instances of arguments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and every single time, i was the one that said sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;did i really make so much mistakes in our time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;was it always me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;why do i never get to hear a single sorry and be pacified.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i never hear words of endearment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm dying to hear that. but it never came...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;suddenly i'm feeling tired. so God-damn tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;its my fault again this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cos apparently you think i don't allow you to have girlfriends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but ask me what grounds do you have to be angry with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you hugged sally and the other girl, i forgave you didn't i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you lied to me about clubbing with HER, didn't i forgive you too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and that's just this year, what about the past?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;let the past be gone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but have you not felt my graciousness and how much i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;where's yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;when i said sorry and ask for it all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;when we were together, have i not obeyed you and stayed out of touch with guys, even in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;what about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;are you really oblivious to how you treat me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;love isn't like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you know what i want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i don't feel it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm just but an ordinary girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and today, i 've decided that i'm really tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you wanted your break last december.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you have been holiday-ing ever since.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you never returned. even with me asking you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;now you are ignoring me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i've apologized, now tell me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;is it time i have my break?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i don't want to go, but i miss being pampered and really loved by you silly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;there wouldn't be another mr bearie like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;because there's always somewhere deep down that belongs to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and because it's us we're talking about, i'll never forget how a family feels like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;silly as it may sound, you lumbered away on your bear claws.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and i'm a slow turtle, never able to catch up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;always waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm staying put today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you know how much i love you watson, but i'm really upset this time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-115011848700893964?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/115011848700893964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=115011848700893964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115011848700893964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/115011848700893964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-forgot-how-it-felt-like-to-be-in.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-114959852963231007</id><published>2006-06-06T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T20:55:29.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i regret for what i've said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;reckon i'm in no position to decide all of a sudden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i feel like i'm totally off now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;maybe you're just tied between. mayb you dont know what you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;maybe all you need is time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come on Baby Blue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shake up your tired eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The world is waiting for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;May all your dreaming fill the empty sky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But if it makes you happy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep on clapping&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just remember &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be by your side&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if you don't let go its gonna pass you&lt;/em&gt; by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-114959852963231007?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/114959852963231007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=114959852963231007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/114959852963231007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/114959852963231007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-regret-for-what-ive-said.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-114957484634027324</id><published>2006-06-06T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T14:20:46.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i tried to fight the feeling,&lt;br /&gt;the feeling took me down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-114957484634027324?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/114957484634027324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i haven had cold and clammy hands and feets for a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;december holidays feels like its repeating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;maybe i'm being over sensitive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;or maybe it's been over long ago,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but i was perpetually stuck in my dreamland despite all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you got me tearing in front of the computer screen again boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you got me waiting constantly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tell me how much i mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and i wonder what's in store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i forgot how it feels like to be crying again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm tired, a little more today then before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i want us like before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;seemingly impossible anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;where's our love gone too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;am i that horrible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i suddenly feel like i haven moved on from where you left me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i miss someone now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;someone so close and so dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;someone who would tell me that he loves me every night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tells me he misses me and not to someone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;he seemed to have vanished half a yr ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;maybe i should have guessed it right from the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe i should have. maybe it's time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think i'm just that silly girl.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-114957416746344367?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10655421.post-114931383255530476</id><published>2006-06-03T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T13:50:32.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i wondering how much more of you is left here with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and how much more of you do i need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-114931383255530476?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/114931383255530476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="font-family:arial;"&gt;just gotten down to reading this really really sweet entry on someone's blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it kinda gets you reflecting on life and if there's a purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a churchmate of this girl passed on 4yrs ago. when she was only nine. she was a young warrior. and some how, she lighted up the world with her cheery self and always saying, 'God loves you and i love you too!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it made me wonder if life is more than what we're living for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the constant pursue for material wealth and many other wants in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this blog entry wasn't only derived by this, but it made me feel like it was God planned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;was talking to someone today about problems and all. and it seemed like we demand a reason for everything too often. if only we could take a step back, wouldn't things have been different? it's more or less like problems on relationships like letting go and similar encounters? letting go be it passin on or whatsoever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;do we never realise that a grander plan is always ahead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i think i lack a purpose in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and i was browsing through some pictures, it got me wondering why and what do i really want. is there something more that i should learn about, about you and about my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm see changes in myself that makes me feel like somethings shouldn't be carried on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-114917007157719715?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/114917007157719715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=114917007157719715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/114917007157719715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/114917007157719715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2006/06/just-gotten-down-to-reading-this.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-114908182868400510</id><published>2006-05-31T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T21:23:48.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i cant wait to write you a letter for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;everyday that i cant bear &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you can fill these moments with words like &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;forever &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but you gotta swear &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't forget to remember me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;let's just hope that nothing happens &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wait forever not for me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;life-long problems and last kisses; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all you ever gave to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-114908182868400510?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/114908182868400510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=114908182868400510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/114908182868400510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/114908182868400510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2006/05/and-i-cant-wait-to-write-you-letter.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-114908164093972565</id><published>2006-05-31T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T21:20:40.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/1600/12973860558623l.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/320/12973860558623l.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;how sweet is this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-114908164093972565?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/114908164093972565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=114908164093972565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/114908164093972565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/114908164093972565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2006/05/how-sweet-is-this.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-114899358449392034</id><published>2006-05-30T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T20:53:04.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i've gotten feedback that my blog sounds terribly emo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;serious?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but the fact is they are just really nice song lyrics and things i chance upon online!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyhow, it's the holidays!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but to hell with poverty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i've got a real long shopping list to grapple with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and if i could only stop the car&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and hold onto you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and never let go...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll never let go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;as we round the corner&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to your house&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you turned to me and said, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i'll be going through withdrawal of you for this one night we have spent."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and, i want to speak these words&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i guess i'll just bite my tongue,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and accept "someday, somehow"as the words that we'll hang from.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don't want to speak these words.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause i, i don't want to make things any worse.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don't want to speak these words.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause i, i don't want to make things any worse.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;why does tonight, have to end?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;why don't we hit restart,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and pause it at our favorite parts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we'll skip the goodbyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if i had it my way,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'd turn the car around and runaway,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just you and i.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/1600/Picture1856.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/320/Picture1856.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; SPASTICATED (:&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/10655421-114899358449392034?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/114899358449392034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=114899358449392034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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RAH. but i'm really proud of their achievements.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i've gotten my braces on and they are green! coolness.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;school's a drag but hols approaching in two days time.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/1600/DSC00695.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/320/DSC00695.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; miss you silly watty.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/1600/gonecold.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/1600/overthehedge.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4557/833/320/overthehedge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;someone promised me this show, and i'm all excited over it.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-114846789948076539?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/114846789948076539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we seem to have forgotten about the present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it was so blatent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;how did things change the way we never wanted it to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i never told you how much you meant.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;now i am telling.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;is it far too late?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're just as important as life could be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;life somehow feels incomplete without you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but tell me when,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when are you coming back to cradle me in your arms.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;or never in our case?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;live for the moment, take a step back and bridge that gap.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i see your true colours shining through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i see your true colours and that's why i love you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so don't be afraid...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-114830250190271944?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/114830250190271944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=114830250190271944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/114830250190271944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/114830250190271944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2006/05/we-seem-to-have-forgotten-about.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-114795903403846150</id><published>2006-05-18T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T21:30:34.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Speak to me, when all you got to keep is strong &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Move along, move along like I know you do &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And even when your hope is gone &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Move along, move along just to make it through &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Move along &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Move along&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-114795903403846150?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/114795903403846150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=114795903403846150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/114795903403846150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/114795903403846150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/2006/05/speak-to-me-when-all-you-got-to-keep.html' title=''/><author><name>wendyyong</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-10655421.post-114795882449188572</id><published>2006-05-18T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T21:53:45.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;o just fuck it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;school's like sucha fucking bloody drag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;come on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;wake up your fucking idea mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;rah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it totally piss me off. like wtf?! i only have econ lecture to attend and gp is like fucking useless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;every fucking friday i just rot my time away, like i get any thing done in school. by that, i meant ANY thing except to sleep away it all, i might as well get the comfort of my sweet little bed. i'm not least bothered. not like i pon school and get nothing done. i do study!! dumb shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i just shut my mouth up this time. my brother did some talking. everyone's pissed off because of my mom's super uber laggy brains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i think they should get live updates about students nowadays and start understanding that i really do nothing else better in school. school's nothing but a place where we waste our youth away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but somehow, there's always meaning in things we do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;rugby finals' was fantastic. SA WON !!! ((((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the crowd was overwhelming, the game was fantastic, the school spirit was strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;for once i loved school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;look look, no one knows me better than i do. i know what's going on in my life. i have my direction so stop telling me what to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;silly, you got me laughing on my bed. you got me craving for you all over again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you got me thinking and knowing how different life is without a sweetie like you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;o boy, how much i love you.(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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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-10655421.post-114700017003037215</id><published>2006-05-07T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T19:09:30.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So you stole my world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I'm just a phony&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remembering the boy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leaves me down and lonely&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Send it in a letter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make yourself feel better&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it's not so bad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're only the best I ever had&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You don't need me back&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're just the best I ever had&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-114700017003037215?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/114700017003037215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=114700017003037215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;somehow, something sparked off certain thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nevertheless, i felt that it was so right to think that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm always assuming the worst,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but you're going on nonetheless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and there's nothing to cushion your heart led fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Letters from further away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;keep pulling me close to home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I'll hit the pavement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it's gotta be better than waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and pushing you far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cause I'm scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I'll take my chances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and head on my way up there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cause turning to you is like falling in love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;when you're ten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccffff;"&gt;its time we leave the past behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10655421-114700008484166214?l=crapamorphosis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapamorphosis.blogspot.com/feeds/114700008484166214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10655421&amp;postID=114700008484166214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/114700008484166214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10655421/posts/default/114700008484166214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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