<?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-7995855857290071226</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:02:44.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shades of Love</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>NellyHatesNick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03476367400799372220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995855857290071226.post-9086435892689378251</id><published>2010-06-11T00:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T00:35:54.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Holidays aint kick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/TBENoKb2KcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/WBx5YJZWeWU/s1600/Photo0903+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481177205133683138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/TBENoKb2KcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/WBx5YJZWeWU/s320/Photo0903+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2 weeks school term break starts today from 110610 - 270610.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well, seems like a fun holiday to u. But, not for me. 4 Projects need to be settled during tis holidays coz we need to submit when school reopens. Wth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;%$Biz Finance$%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;@!Marketing!@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*#Biz Law#*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;?&amp;amp;Essential Financial Services&amp;amp;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm really trying my very best to enjoy myself during e holidaes with friends n family. And, i guess some of the days have been booked by certain activities, sch projs,etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Here's e schedule!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;11 - 13 June = A-Team Camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;14 - 15 June = Biz Finance Proj Meeting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;16 - 17 June = Working&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;18 June = FREE (*No plan at e moment)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;19 June = Working&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;20 June =&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FREE (*No plan at e moment)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;21 - 22 June = Biz Law Proj Online&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;23 June = Marketing Proj &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;24 June = Working&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;25 June = Essential Financial Services Proj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;26 June = Working&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;27 June = FREE (*No plan at e moment)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;P.S. To all my dearest friends, do let me noe asap if u wanna make a date w me on certain days listed above. Altho I having projs on tat day, I will try my best to spend time w u guys. Seriously, tis 2 weeks holiday is not even a break for me. I'm just running in the rain without stopping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Something tat I'd love to share w y'all before I turn off e light. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;"You meet people who forget you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;You forget people you meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;But, sometimes you meet those people you can't forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;Those are your friends."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Have a sweet dreams. Goodnight!&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/7995855857290071226-9086435892689378251?l=faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/feeds/9086435892689378251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2010/06/2-weeks-school-term-break-starts-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/9086435892689378251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/9086435892689378251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2010/06/2-weeks-school-term-break-starts-today.html' title='School Holidays aint kick'/><author><name>NellyHatesNick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03476367400799372220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/TBENoKb2KcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/WBx5YJZWeWU/s72-c/Photo0903+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995855857290071226.post-2063891338619161471</id><published>2010-05-21T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T13:39:45.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S_YWdHXMH5I/AAAAAAAAACk/nl6Gjf0UX_M/s1600/thelastsong.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473587086563745682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S_YWdHXMH5I/AAAAAAAAACk/nl6Gjf0UX_M/s320/thelastsong.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Great movie! Its so touching and very romantic! I admit, I cried in e movie. And, I bet mostly who watched it too did cry. One phrase that I heard from e movie I'd like to share w u guys was, "Music and Love....that's where you will find Joy." It's really true and I believe that in my entire life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's hard to explain love and only you, yourself can feel it. Had an awesome day and awesome treat lah. Only Sri n I know about it hahaha sshhh.....:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's Friday today and I'm glad I dun hav to attend sch today due to graduation ceremony.Wee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, nt a gd weekends for me. I have to study for my ICA test upcoming on wed. Haix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gotta start studying soon. :P&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 225px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 207px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473593021633298642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S_Yb2lOCgNI/AAAAAAAAACs/6oXyRTP79IM/s320/daisygirl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And, I really like someone!&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/7995855857290071226-2063891338619161471?l=faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/feeds/2063891338619161471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2010/05/great-movie-its-so-touching-and-very.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/2063891338619161471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/2063891338619161471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2010/05/great-movie-its-so-touching-and-very.html' title=''/><author><name>NellyHatesNick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03476367400799372220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S_YWdHXMH5I/AAAAAAAAACk/nl6Gjf0UX_M/s72-c/thelastsong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995855857290071226.post-305980745741744649</id><published>2010-05-04T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T01:10:52.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bon Anniversaire</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/zYZo6ckV404/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zYZo6ckV404&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zYZo6ckV404&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;How I wish someone can sing a Happy Birthday song for me on my Birthday. Wow! I'm &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;gg to be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;21 soon in 8 more days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is the lyrics of the birthday song. Enjoy while practicing!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bon anniversaire, nos vœux les plus sincères &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Que ces quelques fleurs vous apportent le bonheur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Que l'année entière vous soit douce et légère &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Et que l'an fini, nous soyons tous réunis &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pour chanter en chœur :"Bon Anniversaire !" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995855857290071226-305980745741744649?l=faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/feeds/305980745741744649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2010/05/bon-anniversaire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/305980745741744649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/305980745741744649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2010/05/bon-anniversaire.html' title='Bon Anniversaire'/><author><name>NellyHatesNick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03476367400799372220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995855857290071226.post-8644000160890368500</id><published>2010-04-22T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T22:56:55.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bonjour! Je m’appelle Myriam. Et toi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Came home almost 7pm. Was raining so heavily right after leaving school. Went to buy groceries before going home. The floor in my house making my feet so cold. Made Spaghetti Bolognese today. Merveilleux! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spaghetti Bolognese that I cooked today:))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462972285207201442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S9BgWW2URqI/AAAAAAAAACc/USBFysd4WLs/s320/DSC00997.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I ate lot for dinner today sia. Had rice and spaghetti. Feeling so hungry I guess haha starting to like French and still progressing madame. Want to try the spaghetti I cook today? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;What should I cook next? Hmm...my cooking skill is back. hahaha I hope I can have more time to spend cooking during my pastime...wees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Before I fall too fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Kiss me quick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;But make it last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So i can see how badly this will hurt me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;When you say good bye&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/7995855857290071226-8644000160890368500?l=faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/feeds/8644000160890368500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2010/04/bonjour-je-mappelle-myriam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/8644000160890368500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/8644000160890368500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2010/04/bonjour-je-mappelle-myriam.html' title=''/><author><name>NellyHatesNick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03476367400799372220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S9BgWW2URqI/AAAAAAAAACc/USBFysd4WLs/s72-c/DSC00997.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995855857290071226.post-2326373075312956433</id><published>2010-04-13T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T01:28:37.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S8NLuGh-WmI/AAAAAAAAACU/ZR1wnG3SpU0/s1600/alone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459290428702349922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S8NLuGh-WmI/AAAAAAAAACU/ZR1wnG3SpU0/s320/alone.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Who should I be with for e rest of my life? Hmm....no one knows even I, myself don't even know. Only HE knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Holidays over and now school resumes in no time. Gotta start a fresh new resolution in year 2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I got French for my elective. Sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995855857290071226-2326373075312956433?l=faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/feeds/2326373075312956433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2010/04/who-should-i-be-with-for-e-rest-of-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/2326373075312956433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/2326373075312956433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2010/04/who-should-i-be-with-for-e-rest-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>NellyHatesNick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03476367400799372220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S8NLuGh-WmI/AAAAAAAAACU/ZR1wnG3SpU0/s72-c/alone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995855857290071226.post-6143243350060560543</id><published>2010-03-29T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T00:29:31.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S7DTvyszd_I/AAAAAAAAACM/euzudYRRlbc/s1600/hide.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 239px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454091966762678258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S7DTvyszd_I/AAAAAAAAACM/euzudYRRlbc/s320/hide.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Where can you find &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;happiness&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Can someone tell me e wonderful place where everyone can make you happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Indeed I am truly happy right now. I'm riding solo:)) Never knew being &lt;strong&gt;SINGLE&lt;/strong&gt; feels so good. E feelings for someone is not there yet. Well, in love, it takes time, slow and steady. So do friendship, working cliques, etc. You don't have to rush to buy happiness. It will appear infront of you, crawling towards you. And, there you smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes, you can't find happiness because of certain things. You searched for long hours, up and down but still nothing makes you happy. And there you start to lay down at the corner crying. You start to think about e past and let e tears roll down e cheeks. Don't worry too much. All you need to do is to &lt;strong&gt;SMILE&lt;/strong&gt;. Though you are hurt due to someone, or something, just don't bring it all up. They are no longer meant to be yours. How could you love someone who have hurt your feelings terribly and still wanting him/her back? Let them go. He doesn't belong to you anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Spell this out loud and clear enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;S-O-L-O = Happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;No more pain and just live to e fullest. Cheer up everyone! No more worries &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Freedom can bring you happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gfs outing on e 6th Mar:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995855857290071226-6143243350060560543?l=faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/feeds/6143243350060560543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2010/03/happiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/6143243350060560543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/6143243350060560543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2010/03/happiness.html' title=''/><author><name>NellyHatesNick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03476367400799372220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S7DTvyszd_I/AAAAAAAAACM/euzudYRRlbc/s72-c/hide.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995855857290071226.post-3693897500165296112</id><published>2010-03-24T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T00:50:09.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's a story that my Pri schmate have created. He's a director for this story and I'll be the main character as e girl and Adam will be e guy. Let e rolling begins!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"She said that she wanted to get high. He took her to the tallest hill in town. She said that she wanted to stay up all night and drink. He gave her a 12 pack of caffeinated pepsi and said “drink up.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She said that she wanted to shoot herself in the face. He gave her a water gun, put her finger on the trigger, aimed it at her face, and helped her pull the trigger. She said that she wanted to cut herself. He took a polaroid of her, handed it to her along with scissors, and had her cut it up. She said that she wanted to see her blood. He took her to get her ears pierced. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She said that she wanted to cry herself to sleep. He had her watch a sad, romantic movie before bed. She said that she wanted to be alone. He gave her a name tag that said “my name is: alone.” She said that she wanted to have someone there to take care of her, always. He asked when he wasn’t..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451870935292257666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S6jvuvtfJYI/AAAAAAAAACE/ihOinKPHtHY/s320/leave.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So the story is gonna be&lt;br /&gt;Adam as your lover&lt;br /&gt;Initially you don't like him&lt;br /&gt;but slowly when you fall for him,&lt;br /&gt;he slips away from you&lt;br /&gt;cause he has brain cancer&lt;br /&gt;One day as you are celebrating your birthday&lt;br /&gt;and waiting for his arrival,&lt;br /&gt;he doesn't show up&lt;br /&gt;You got so mad&lt;br /&gt;that your friends have to calm you down&lt;br /&gt;Its 11pm and he's still not here yet&lt;br /&gt;38 missed calls. 124 msgs sent. No news from him&lt;br /&gt;Then, someone comes in your room&lt;br /&gt;He passed away this morning,&lt;br /&gt;smilling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;holding a picture of you and him&lt;br /&gt;and a note saying;&lt;br /&gt;"I've never regret spending the last few days of my life trying to steal your heart" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When adam says he loves you, this is what you're gonna say to him: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"If you are going to fall in love with me, it’s only fair that you know what you are falling in love with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are falling in love with my insecurities, and my obsession with trying to figure out what everyone thinks of me. You are falling in love with my immaturity, my constant need to feel loved and appreciated, my overactive tear ducts, my internet obsession, my tendency to be too clingy. You fall in love with my troubled past, and my hopes and dreams, and how I’m a hopeless romantic at heart. If you fall in love with me, you fall in love with my self-hate and all my imperfections and my perception that nobody could ever love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, you are also falling in love with the way my eyes will smile when I’m with you, the way I’ll text you in the mornings just telling you I hope you have a great day. You’re falling in love with the occasionally humorous and/or thought-provoking things I say, and the way I blush when people ask me about you. But to me, the most important thing will be that you are falling in love with me, despite my thinking that it is impossible."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then at the funeral, as you sit beside his grave, you say this:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I’m the girl who prefers one rose instead of a dozen. I’m the girl who would rather stay in on a Friday night than go to a wild party with random strangers. I’m the girl who wouldn’t make you wait on her hand and foot, but would do anything to make you happy. I’m the girl who would enjoy having a movie night rather than going to some fancy restaurant. I’m the girl who would rather stay up all night sharing secrets than going out and getting drunk. I’m the girl who won’t make you hold her bags, but would rather hold your hand instead. I’m the girl who will love you more than anyone can possibly dream of. I’m the girl who would give the world to see you smile." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Touched by the story? Well, I call this story &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Marie Ave&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995855857290071226-3693897500165296112?l=faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/feeds/3693897500165296112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2010/03/heres-story-that-my-pri-schmate-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/3693897500165296112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/3693897500165296112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2010/03/heres-story-that-my-pri-schmate-have.html' title=''/><author><name>NellyHatesNick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03476367400799372220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S6jvuvtfJYI/AAAAAAAAACE/ihOinKPHtHY/s72-c/leave.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995855857290071226.post-8473822750310655390</id><published>2010-03-08T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T02:18:34.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S5PtjU49nLI/AAAAAAAAAB8/3WwWFNn39gU/s1600-h/tok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445957565579893938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S5PtjU49nLI/AAAAAAAAAB8/3WwWFNn39gU/s320/tok.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Life is full of choices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Make sure you pick the right one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't listen to the voices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hear only yours and you have won&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Many people will tell you, "You need to change your looks!" Don't take to heart their views. Fabulous bods are found only in books. There is only one voice that you should listen to. It will help make the right choice that is perfect just for you. Your looks are your own. Someone will always love you. You will never be alone. Look in the mirror and you'll see who. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The life I seek must be fast and the speed of life makes me laugh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Death's just around the corner for a Queer like me! Well so they say all of them Freaks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Homophobia I really do detest. What I am is what I do best! Like if you want, Answer! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This ain't no test if you like me, "Great," then we're friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you hate me don't make me get upset! I'm just a Dike whom nobody Straight likes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well forget you all, cause we love each other, my Baby and I!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You don't have to shake my hand, I'm not asking you to stare. &lt;strong&gt;If you don't like what you see, then get the Hell out of here!&lt;/strong&gt; I am what I am, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So please understand even if you don't "Who really gives a damn?"&lt;/span&gt;&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/7995855857290071226-8473822750310655390?l=faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/feeds/8473822750310655390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2010/03/life-is-full-of-choices-make-sure-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/8473822750310655390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/8473822750310655390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2010/03/life-is-full-of-choices-make-sure-you.html' title=''/><author><name>NellyHatesNick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03476367400799372220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S5PtjU49nLI/AAAAAAAAAB8/3WwWFNn39gU/s72-c/tok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995855857290071226.post-7856965144633214077</id><published>2010-03-01T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T23:43:30.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S4ve7ojqrUI/AAAAAAAAAB0/xX-6glGAX78/s1600-h/frenship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443689690688040258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S4ve7ojqrUI/AAAAAAAAAB0/xX-6glGAX78/s320/frenship.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You should have listen to what she's trying to say before you leave from e moment you step out of her life. Its too late to turn back and says you wanna cum back to her and start over a new life. Its not so easy to have her back in your life. She shouldnt be treated like a toy. She sacrificed for you just to be with you always and is this how you repay for all her kindness by vanishing into thin air. Tell me!??!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You were e one who asked to be buddies forever and now u break our promise. Are you getting away from her just because you have your precious back in ur life!??! And, yet you didnt appreciate her for all e times she was w you when ur down and dunoe what to do w those stupid confusion state in ur head. Now that ur happy w what you have now in life, you just dun bother to call her or at least leave a msg to see if she's fine. Is tis how a buddy supposed to treat each other??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She dun really need ur presence infront of her bt at least your concern towards her is more than she could expect. Bt, guess shes wronged to say that. You started to act so weird this few days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And, without knowing that, you didnt realised that you hurt her as a buddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, let's not ramble much. Just say it to her if you really dun need her anymore in your life. Dun make her beat round the bushes and expecting false hope for friendship. You just dont deserved to be w her as ur bestest buddy. Your promise is just like a gift wrapped w nothing inside. (Just an empty box)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Whats wrong w her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What did she do wrong to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She realised shes neither a guy nor a girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;No one for her 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/7995855857290071226-7856965144633214077?l=faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/feeds/7856965144633214077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-should-have-listen-to-what-shes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/7856965144633214077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/7856965144633214077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-should-have-listen-to-what-shes.html' title=''/><author><name>NellyHatesNick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03476367400799372220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S4ve7ojqrUI/AAAAAAAAAB0/xX-6glGAX78/s72-c/frenship.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995855857290071226.post-2540793295779580218</id><published>2010-02-26T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T23:46:55.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hola a todos! Como finalmente, exámenes sobre! Wees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I guess u guys are figuring the words out what the hell is this girl talking about!??! Haha beg ur pardon. Dun wan tell u. Go figure out urself. Anw, lets just not drag about that. What day is today? 26th Feb 2010. Happy Birthday Yang Hong! All the best in your future endeavours:) and today the bestest day of all. Last paper was today and as expected I was late for it. It always happen to me when Im having stats paper. Fated maybe haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Whatever it is, exams over! And let's just have fun! The only thing Im shaggard for will be the release of the results. DAMN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S4fYClhZaxI/AAAAAAAAABk/m-QvtJdYKcI/s1600-h/Logan_Lerman_by_miszDori.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 278px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442556213644061458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S4fYClhZaxI/AAAAAAAAABk/m-QvtJdYKcI/s320/Logan_Lerman_by_miszDori.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Watched Percy Jackson and The Lightning Thief movie w my classmates today. He's hot! Love e pair of blue greyish eyes of his and he looks so hot in his hoodies in the movie. It was hilarious. Oh gosh! I was like laughing almost every part of it hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He's way too young for me. Like c'mon. Stop imagining all that shit out of your mouth, Marie! Hahaha I just like him in e movie only not more than that. Bt, if he was my bf, why not hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nah talking craps again. Just having fun w e nonsensetical in my head. Tmr working. Gotta sleep early tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Class BBQ Outing next week - 7 March 2010. Can't wait! *_*&lt;/span&gt; Right after e movie, slack all e way w sri and muna since Malcolm and Sun had to go off first and Wayne has a date w his gf hehehe i meant his friends. Saw Nabil while walking down the escalator. Exchange no since its been such a long time we never mit up sia. Miss u and iteband loads! Headed to 313 and guess who I met? Farah!!! I miss u girl and our A-team group. 2 more papers to go right. Jia You n I noe u can do it. And off to Japan! Wees have a safe trip to Japan:) Love you! Then, sumwhere few metres away, met Alisa and Choon Yeong. Hehe this what usually happens if Im in town. Met random ppl whom I know. Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442564380458837826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S4ffd9RxZ0I/AAAAAAAAABs/IixswFLt7Vs/s320/daisygirl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When someone gives you a LEMON,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;squeeze them into someone's eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Holidays!!!&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/7995855857290071226-2540793295779580218?l=faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/feeds/2540793295779580218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2010/02/hola-todos-como-finalmente-examenes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/2540793295779580218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/2540793295779580218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2010/02/hola-todos-como-finalmente-examenes.html' title=''/><author><name>NellyHatesNick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03476367400799372220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S4fYClhZaxI/AAAAAAAAABk/m-QvtJdYKcI/s72-c/Logan_Lerman_by_miszDori.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995855857290071226.post-4341009383483833265</id><published>2010-02-17T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T18:12:11.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think it's time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S3vAT4wAruI/AAAAAAAAABc/wxMD7htu8Jw/s1600-h/taurus_bull.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439152422863810274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S3vAT4wAruI/AAAAAAAAABc/wxMD7htu8Jw/s320/taurus_bull.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S3vAThT2AOI/AAAAAAAAABU/3xxJ6_NUbPU/s1600-h/taurus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439152416571654370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S3vAThT2AOI/AAAAAAAAABU/3xxJ6_NUbPU/s320/taurus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think it's time to move on. To e whole new chapter of my life. From a relationship status to a single status is just so fucking hard to adapt. I'm just losing myself always. Hard to control e emotions deeply in me. Day by day is just sooooooooooooooooooooooo fucking &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PLAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SIMPLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm stuck in between two walls,&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Confused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Complicated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. It's been a long time waiting to start a new day. Let's just move on girl. I noe you can do it babe. Strong girl don't ever give up and dare to face all e consequences she gets right infront of her eyes depending on her own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Life is so unfair and no matter what happens I rather be for what I am. U guys can just fucked off!!! Jerks!!! Idiots!!! Asshole!!! Bugger!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I miss my ITE friends, ITE Bandmates, My Bestest Buddy, Poly friends...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When can we meet up????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Busy with NS, sch, work, family, etc. One day we will meet up guys. I love yall. Muackzz!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now stressing up with exams this fri 1st paper. Sucks man!!! Left with 5 more chaps to go and I'm done:) Continue studying now. Gotta go. All e best in whatever you do k. Toodles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995855857290071226-4341009383483833265?l=faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/feeds/4341009383483833265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-think-its-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/4341009383483833265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/4341009383483833265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-think-its-time.html' title='I think it&apos;s time'/><author><name>NellyHatesNick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03476367400799372220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S3vAT4wAruI/AAAAAAAAABc/wxMD7htu8Jw/s72-c/taurus_bull.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995855857290071226.post-762377950968697891</id><published>2010-02-06T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T02:05:08.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>True Love or False???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S2xdmw7EGiI/AAAAAAAAABM/w5Sc1Hzy1v8/s1600-h/truelove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434821770878392866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S2xdmw7EGiI/AAAAAAAAABM/w5Sc1Hzy1v8/s320/truelove.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One question a lot of people face on a regular basis is trying to figure out whether someone loves them or not and at the same time is that love true or not. You see it's not easy to figure out someone's feelings towards you but there are certain signs which will help you figure out whether they truly loves you or not. Read on to discover some of the most effective ways to figure out whether someone truly loves you or not.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Does he/she give your wants a priority above theirs? - This is one thing which will always happen if someone truly loves you. They will care more for your wants and needs then they care for their own. They would try to satisfy you in all ways possible and would sacrifice their own needs for yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Does this person always talk about being with you forever? - Does this person talk in the long term all the time? Is he or she willing to commit and makes promises to stay with you forever? Do they tell you that they can't imagine a life without you? If this is the case then this person loves you and his or her love towards you is true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Is he or she hurt when you feel hurt? - Does this person share an emotional connection with you? Which normally means does this person feel sad when you are sad and at the same time do they feel joy when you are in a good mood? You see if you are in pain your mate will feel double the pain you are experiencing. Such a thing only happens when it's true love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995855857290071226-762377950968697891?l=faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/feeds/762377950968697891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2010/02/true-love-or-false.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/762377950968697891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/762377950968697891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2010/02/true-love-or-false.html' title='True Love or False???'/><author><name>NellyHatesNick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03476367400799372220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S2xdmw7EGiI/AAAAAAAAABM/w5Sc1Hzy1v8/s72-c/truelove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995855857290071226.post-7382278473421216244</id><published>2010-01-31T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T21:04:58.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Secrets About Men Every Women Should Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S2V_22c6H_I/AAAAAAAAABE/G-9wianyVNM/s1600-h/babykiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 316px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432889105798799346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S2V_22c6H_I/AAAAAAAAABE/G-9wianyVNM/s320/babykiss.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1) Men can separate their life from their relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Most men know how to get themselves emotionally charged for each of these two components on separate occasions. They don't seem to connect them together and view them as separate areas. If it's work they have to focus on now, they'll give their 100%, and concentrate on getting a good job done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If it's a problem they have to think about solving for their buddies, they'll pour their whole heart and soul into resolving the issue, so much so that other concerns (including love and romance) have to step aside first. If it's love they have to focus on during a particular moment, they'll also give their 100%, and they can be absolutely romantic! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For women it's different. Once she has accepted a guy into her life, her relationship literally becomes her life! She finds it difficult to separate these two. She'll have the man of her life in her mind throughout every single minutes of her day! Her thoughts are filled with images of him, during work, during play, in the midst of her meeting during work, and even during her leisure time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2) Men usually keep to themselves, unwilling to talk, explain, elaborate further if they don't want to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But this doesn't mean there is anything wrong with you, and it definitely doesn't mean that he doesn't love you. He just need to not talk about anything &lt;strong&gt;RIGHT NOW&lt;/strong&gt;, there and then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you feel that your guy is responding in an unloving, unromantic and distant way, it's useful to think that guys have an inner secret chamber where once in a while they have to go in for their own retreat, to settle their own issues, to recharge, to live out their own fantasies, or even their dreams. No one else is allowed inside, not even his parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3) A man's self worth comes from his sense of competence and success in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not only from his relationship. If a man feels that he is not doing a good job in the office, has not being very helpful to another person, has failed in completing a task in and outside of the house (whatever it is), he will NOT be loving towards himself, or even you. This is why it is important that you do not jump into conclusion too quickly in the event that you feel that your man seems unloving, seems to be neglecting you, or doesn't seem to care. In short, your assumptions or conclusion could be misleading or wrong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not give up your individuality and dignity after you have gone into a relationship. Remember, you do not need to earn his love for you by giving up who you are. One of the most important, key secret to maintaining a loving and long- lasting relationship with the man of your life is actually this: you still respect and love yourself, for who you are! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you respect and love yourself, your man will respect and love you!&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/7995855857290071226-7382278473421216244?l=faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/feeds/7382278473421216244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2010/01/3-secrets-about-men-every-women-should.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/7382278473421216244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/7382278473421216244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2010/01/3-secrets-about-men-every-women-should.html' title='3 Secrets About Men Every Women Should Know'/><author><name>NellyHatesNick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03476367400799372220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S2V_22c6H_I/AAAAAAAAABE/G-9wianyVNM/s72-c/babykiss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995855857290071226.post-4128121175102641367</id><published>2010-01-25T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T16:45:14.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STONING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S11YYJ1MRCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/lLvo75Bty6w/s1600-h/stress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430593897657812002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S11YYJ1MRCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/lLvo75Bty6w/s320/stress.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You guys must be wondering why I'm blogging right now all of a sudden and here I am to say my school life totally sucks. Damn hardcore!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was totally awesome man!!! No I meant full of shit. Just imagine you have 10 babies to take care of, spoonfeed and make them sleep at one time???? Had 2 presentations and ICA today. All 3-in-1. Gotta sniff glue tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, e exciting part was tis unknown guy collapsed and fainted on e ground just outside our lecture room. Probably he's kinda sniff glue desperately. ***ATTENTION: Just dun go to tis poly. It totally makes ur life miserable. Trust me. Even Yr 1 students are all complaining about e negative side of sch life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im not kidding at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995855857290071226-4128121175102641367?l=faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/feeds/4128121175102641367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-guys-must-be-wondering-why-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/4128121175102641367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/4128121175102641367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-guys-must-be-wondering-why-im.html' title='STONING'/><author><name>NellyHatesNick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03476367400799372220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S11YYJ1MRCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/lLvo75Bty6w/s72-c/stress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995855857290071226.post-6324173345313379315</id><published>2010-01-09T06:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T07:17:44.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S0e877BQUrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/HMusBNA1qwg/s1600-h/arts-avatar-584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424512013832311474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S0e877BQUrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/HMusBNA1qwg/s320/arts-avatar-584.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;I cried all of a sudden! If you guys don't believe, go ahead and ask Chris, Wayne, Sun, Malcolm and Yamuna. They were all there w me watching Avatar 3D. It's not worth it watching it in 3D. There isn't any excitement or more great impact into it. I rather watch 2D instead. It's totally a nice movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Terrific! I was so touched by Jake Sully's concern and how strong his love is towards e avatar lady,I forgot her name anw her real name Zoe Saldana haha but in e end, he chooses to stay in the world of Avatar just to be w her. Isn't that sweet!!! Awww!!! Love has all its struggles and pain but its worth e wait afterall when you and her has finally settled together. How I wish I could have him by my side right now. Well, too bad. I won't have him anw :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;Today had a real bad cough and I puke at 645am in e morning. Guess wat?? Idk whether I saw a blood as I puke it out. My cough is terribly awful and bad. Worse still. I had running nose too. Just pray hard to get well soon before Mon, when school starts again. Talking bout sch, ICA results released. Out of three, I failed stats. Better get help from my classmates and sumone got full marks sia! Better teach us hor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;This cumin Wed, 13 Jan gonna have the Installation Preparation from 6pm-8pm. Need to have a briefing about it. Boring!!! Seriously dun wanna cum bt hav to since I was totally MIA for sooooooooooooooooooo LONG haha And Im so proud to say that I've been promoted to Junior Ambassador. Woohoo!!! I'm so happy:) The event will be comin up so I need at least 5 of my friends to turn up pls by 17 Jan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;Well,here's a final say just to wrap up my post for today: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"It is on our failures that we base a new and different and better success."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lotsoflove mariemaria&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/7995855857290071226-6324173345313379315?l=faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/feeds/6324173345313379315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-cried-all-of-sudden-if-you-guys-dont.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/6324173345313379315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/6324173345313379315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-cried-all-of-sudden-if-you-guys-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>NellyHatesNick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03476367400799372220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/S0e877BQUrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/HMusBNA1qwg/s72-c/arts-avatar-584.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995855857290071226.post-9106177720005449622</id><published>2010-01-05T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T15:47:52.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deprived Taurus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Let's talk bout Miss Taurus, shall we???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;Well, I was born on 12/05/1989 and my horoscope: Taurus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;If you read it below, it's more or less true but try not to believe it coz it's just fated if u were to believe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;You aren't necessarily like a Bull in a ring with a toreador. You could be more like peace-loving Ferdinand, seeking the gentle meadows filled with flowers, sunshine and natural beauty. It's only your stubbornness that can make you angry enough to charge at someone who is disturbing your peace.You Bulls are noted for your determination. You get to where you are going, not because you are exceptionally fast or clever, but because you will not be distracted from your goals. Your need for stability and simplicity can motivate you to create a life for yourself that is quite functional, though it might seem boring to someone else. But you aren't interested in taking unnecessary risks that can put your solid footing in jeopardy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Your motto might be "Take care of the senses and everything else will take care of itself." It may be that your attraction to material things is less about the objects themselves than it is about the pleasure they bring to your senses. Comfortable living and working space is important to you, along with nice linens, clothing, food and music. And, as one of the most practical signs, your outlook on life is usually quite sensible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;As you plod along in life, getting what you need in order to survive, don't forget to look at the beauty that is beyond the material world of material possessions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;In love, it's hard to let it go even if ur friends insists you to end ur relationship though. Am I still in love with him??? Let's take it as a small step-by-step way. Follow through and woalla!! Truly happy:0 I guess so....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;If you're always looking for reasons not to be with someone, you'll always find them. And I guess at some point, maybe you should let go and finally give your heart what it deserves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you judge people, you have no time to love them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Mother Teresa-&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/7995855857290071226-9106177720005449622?l=faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/feeds/9106177720005449622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2010/01/deprived-taurus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/9106177720005449622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/9106177720005449622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2010/01/deprived-taurus.html' title='Deprived Taurus'/><author><name>NellyHatesNick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03476367400799372220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995855857290071226.post-8147564939505661435</id><published>2009-12-29T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T19:51:21.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life and Love and Why</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Life and Love....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;These two words are striking me to the top. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;When you hear the word Love, beautiful is the best word to fit in. But, I don't feel that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;I have not found the love yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Why are you doing this to me??!! Is this the way you treated me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Don't talk about that anymore. Love is just opposite way round. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;How I wish I could have found the love in you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Will you stop trying to gve up in me if u know what LOVE means??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Why all guys are the same??? Why??? Maybe I'm just not meant to be his gf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Crying won't help me. He won't be there if I cried like hell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Why do they keep playing with my mind?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Is it so hard to find that just one guy whom can make me feel that love do exists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;I'm still searching....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;So, why am I with you now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;-Nelly-&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/7995855857290071226-8147564939505661435?l=faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/feeds/8147564939505661435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2009/12/life-and-love-and-why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/8147564939505661435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/8147564939505661435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2009/12/life-and-love-and-why.html' title='Life and Love and Why'/><author><name>NellyHatesNick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03476367400799372220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995855857290071226.post-7882250906163751297</id><published>2009-12-08T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T21:32:30.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pressurized</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Headache!! Growling!! Pain!! Don't u feel e same way as I do now? Did stats paper today and guess wat. I didn't know azura had e same paper as me and she sit beside me. Wat a waste. If we noe it, we can discuss e ans haha bt nvm it's OVER:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HTML or shall we say "How To Make Love" hahaha corrupted minds people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hate tis subject sooo much. It drives me nuts seriously! I just can't bare with it any longer. Feel like bursting and vanish the HTML book. Nxt week gonna be e last week of school before 2wks break hooray! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But, many projects are coming up. And not even 1 I've started. That's it. I need to brush up sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Beauty gets Attention. Personality captures Hearts."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;-Mariemaria-&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/7995855857290071226-7882250906163751297?l=faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/feeds/7882250906163751297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2009/12/headache-growling-pain-dont-u-feel-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/7882250906163751297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/7882250906163751297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2009/12/headache-growling-pain-dont-u-feel-e.html' title='Pressurized'/><author><name>NellyHatesNick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03476367400799372220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995855857290071226.post-7417714336460712715</id><published>2009-12-04T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T15:16:32.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/Sxi2x2OMY_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/3-Lb926FkZA/s1600-h/rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411275919770543090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/Sxi2x2OMY_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/3-Lb926FkZA/s320/rain.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Hello!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;I'm back to Blogging. All of a sudden eh hehe well it's been such a very long time. For those who noe me, pls do link me. Semester 2 already and I'm still in those "Holiday Mood" and it's always raining this two months. Im glad I could wake up on time for school. At times LATE, bt still managed to get attendance taken wees :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Working at 6pm later. Will be busy till late morning. Text bf just now bt sadly he's busy at work so text him awhile. Dun wan to disturb him. So far so good. Still holding on. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;About studies, oh my goodness! I dunoe whether Im coping it well or not. It's like i'm messing it all up. This coming Tue will be having Stats paper. Did study bt by understanding it is not there yet. Need to revise more to get better grades. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Tis Sun is Coreen's 21st Birthday!!! Tmr her bdae party. Bt I cant turn up coz Im working and my dad's bdae is tmr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Time to go:) Let's PLAY in the rain!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995855857290071226-7417714336460712715?l=faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/feeds/7417714336460712715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-im-back-to-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/7417714336460712715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/7417714336460712715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-im-back-to-blogging.html' title='Blogging'/><author><name>NellyHatesNick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03476367400799372220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nme2x9Zrcd4/Sxi2x2OMY_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/3-Lb926FkZA/s72-c/rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995855857290071226.post-1322785626316453473</id><published>2009-12-03T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T15:12:03.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Welcome to my bubbly world of fun, laughters and sorrows. this is faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;with lots of love, mariemaria.&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/7995855857290071226-1322785626316453473?l=faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/feeds/1322785626316453473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2009/12/hearts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/1322785626316453473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995855857290071226/posts/default/1322785626316453473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithsilhouettes.blogspot.com/2009/12/hearts.html' title='hearts'/><author><name>NellyHatesNick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03476367400799372220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
